Wednesday, December 5, 2012

G2: Bank Robbing Plan


Something I often think about when I’m sitting in this class is how I would rob the Alden State Bank.  The most likely to be successful way of doing this would involve having an accomplice of some sort. 
The layout of the Alden State Bank is quite simple.  When you walk in the front door, you have the lobby area.  Behind the teller’s desk, there is a hallway with various offices, including the one for the drive-thru money.  Only employees are allowed down this hall, but it’s not like you’ll get arrested if you go down there.  If you go to the end of the hallway and turn left, however, you will have a problem.  That is where the door to the safe is located.  It’s a classic round, thick metal door with a combination lock.  There are cameras located in the lobby and just outside the door to the safe. 
But I won’t have to worry about those, because I have a plan, remember?
We cut to my accomplice, carrying a heavy bag at his side.  We zoom in on his face: ski masked.  He is breathing heavily and glances nervously from side to side.  Why is he so nervous?  We’ll find out.  Oh yes we will.  He crosses Broadway to the Alden Sate Bank, and enters. 
He walks up to the teller, hefts the bag onto the counter, and speaks.
“I’d like to deposit my money that is inside this bag.”
“Why are you wearing a ski mask?” the teller asks.
“My ears are cold,” replies my accomplice.  The teller shrugs, takes the bag of money, and my accomplice leaves.  Phase One of my plan: complete.
Night falls, and the money collected from the day, including my accomplice’s bag, is put into the safe.  The bank closes, and all is quiet.  Until, PLOT TWIST!  My accomplice’s bag unzips, and who should come out of it but BEN HOY! Me!  I stuff the bag with hundred dollar bills, but leave enough space for me to fit.  Phase Two: complete.  As I sit in the safe and wait until morning, I get hungry, so I take out a peanut butter and jelly sandwich from my locker and eat it.  Phase Three of my master plan: complete. 
The next day, my accomplice comes back to the bank.  He says to the teller:
“I’d like to withdraw all the money I deposited yesterday.”  The teller responds:
“OKAY.”
The bag is retrieved from the safe, and given to my accomplice.  And guess what’s inside it?  Me.

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