my fuckin bank has a security guard.
that's not a good sign.
one thing I don't get.
that mother fucker has no gun.
what the fuck.
the ONLY reason he is employed it prevent a robbery. People rob banks with guns, or at least some sort of weapon. That's a fact, cause there's no way some dude walks into a bank trying to rob the mother fucker with a frying pan.
BACK UP MOTHER FUCKER! THIS SHIT IS HOT! I JUST COOKED EGGS!
What?
But yeah, the Guard dude don't have a gun.
I don't understand that. Worst part is, this dude at my bank is a 60 year old east Indian dude. Now I don't have anything against the east Indians. I like them mother fuckers. I do.
But if my bank gets robbed, I don't want to have to rely on the 60 year old
frail looking, unarmed, peaceful paki!
He's putting hes arms in the air just as fast as any 60 year old man can, lets face the facts.
They say that that's what they are supposed to do. Do not resist, don't be a hero,
cooperate.
Why the fuck they even there then?
Alright so let me get this straight, I sit on my ass all day in that vault?
And in the odd chance some dude does rob the place, I give up my night stick and
sit my ass on the floor?
Correct.
How much does this job pay again?
1 comment:
Did you ever think that that East Indian guard might subdue the robber with comedy? That's right. Tell a joke or 2 about crazy white dudes with brief cases and BlackBerries trying to hale a cab? Or how we crackers all look alike - like you and me Brad. Think about it. Besides, how much money have you got in there anyway? (Nice to have you back!)
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