Two years ago, this July 11th Brye and I witnessed something that I hope no one ever has to.
We were on our way to a playdate and I needed to get a check cashed.(Yay for small town banks that don't offer debit cards)
We walked into the bank ... as it was being robbed!
I think we surprised the "bad guys". We entered the side door less than five minutes after they opened and I remember thinking it was weird that the phones were ringing like crazy. I have the tendency to walk with my head down, so I didn't notice much until I heard a guy yelling at me. I looked up to see a guy running out of the vault with an assault riffle. I was shocked. I honestly thought with it being so early in the day that they were doing a mock robbery, like a fire drill type of thing. We were told to get on the floor as they grabbed what I was holding in my hands. Thankfully I had only walked in with the check I was going to cash and a loaner cell phone. They threw down my check but stole my phone.
At the time, Brye was only 3 and didn't really know what was going on. The only thing he really said was "Take Mommy Phone." He wasn't really talking at that point. Lately though he's been asking me if I remember it. Yes, almost two years later he has started asking "Do you remember the time we went at the bank and the bad guys took your phone. But then the cops came and you were crying?" It might make me a bad person, but in a way I had wished that he was too young to understand (and remember) what was going on.
I am still kind of bothered by it.
With my job now, I have to take the deposit once or twice a week. I still panic when I enter banks. It took me close to a year before I would enter any bank without my husband. When I go in now, I keep my phone and keys in my pocket. I never chance bringing in anything like a purse. I always check the parking lot lobby. I am aware of my surroundings.
We stopped banking at that bank shorty after.
Even with the police report, I still had to pay another $50 insurance fee to get my phone back. The loaner was obviously stolen. I paid $50 less than week before that to even get the stupid loaner phone. I got one "We're so sorry" phone call from some bank person. Thinking back, I should have told them they should pay for therapy or something.
The funniest part?
At 9:15-ish A.M. in JULY, two guys got away ON FOOT through our city with ASSAULT RIFFLES wearing COVERALLS and SKI MASKS ... in July ... in North Carolina!
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