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Robbing a Bank
by Dan Schwartz
I wanted to live in the land of bad decisions. In order to live in the land of bad decisions, you have to make some bad decisions.
I was just going to deposit my check like a regular person, just do everything normal, when suddenly on the back of the slip I wrote a little note. Just to tell the teller how I felt. I got in line and waited. If it had been a minute more I might have turned around.
I got to the window and handed the slip. I had written,
This is a robbery. I have a gun. Please put in an envelope as much money as you can. I am serious.
(But I didn't sign it at the end.)
The teller looked at me for a minute. Then she said, "Can I see it?"
"What?" I said.
"Your gun. I want to see it."
"Right. One moment, sir." She must have hit an alarm or something, because next thing I know I'm on the floor.
They were lenient with me because I they said I was the stupidest person they had ever met, but I still had to do some jail time. Jail, to me, is not the land of bad decisions. For some it's a stop along the way. For others it's what happens when you've just missed it. The exit after the one you wanted.
I cannot wait to get out.