Bells A Ringing reminisces about teen-aged pranksters, and possible consequences.
And reminded me of a similar incident.
When Bob P. and I were guard supervisors (he a Captain, I his Lieutenant – woo hoo! /sarcasm) we would patrol to each of the contract guard posts and check to determine if the guard assigned was awake, alert, doing his/her job, or even there. Sometimes, they weren’t!
One late afternoon, we went to a cafeteria-style restaurant, largely for Bob to flirt with the cashier. This was in our area, but not a guard post. Just a place to stop and get a bite or a soda. And Bob liked to talk to the girls. I was happily married, so I didn’t care.
The cashier animatedly and laughingly told us that about five minutes earlier, a masked individual had approached her and stuck a revolver in her face, and demanded money! She laughed, because after the initial shock, she recognized the voice as that of her boyfriend! And it was Halloween.
Good thing we weren’t early. Bob and I would have walked in and simply shot him.
Sounds like a Darwin Award candidate to me!
h/t kx59, Southernbell