![]() The DepositA Chapter by Ralphy![]() Anit it hell...Before you can withdraw, you must make a deposit![]() (R)alphie is Muffin,
(H)aresh Daswani is Gigo http://www.writerscafe.org/link/302620/
(J) James Reider is Macho http://www.writerscafe.org/link/302621/
Ring…Ring…
“Hello, Gigo…pickup”…”pick up you prick”
“Hey Muffin, you’re late, get your a*s over here…NOW!”
“I’m walking in the door of the Explorer as we speak”
“Muffin, what the hell happen to your face…s**t…WHAT HAPPEN!”
“It’s nothing, Gigo….nothing, last night Macho got into a verbal with two lesbians and somehow I got caught in the middle”
Actually, it was more than just nothing it hurt like hell, but I don’t think Gigo can really deal with the temper problems that Macho has and the reason is simple, he’s sexually frustrated. When Macho goes out he wants to have a great time and get laid in the process but instead, since the women are not interested at this point, he swings his tongue or his fist.
Last night his fist connected with my lower lip and busted a vein. Now I look like s**t all because the women aren’t biting…gee, when will this be over?
Gigo disposition is no better but at least he’s not physical, just verbal. You might think they are at opposite ends of the spectrum, with me in the middle. You can see his frustration too; I wonder if the women can see that also? His eyes demonstrate his displeasure and if I can see it and really, they can see it. The key to getting laid is not showing you want to get laid.
“Gigo, I think we should let Macho make the first deposit, he’s so sexually frustrated that those around him are in danger. We need to give him something to do, so let him make the first deposit, and let us get this heist over, quickly.
“Agreed?”
"Fine, Let Macho make the deposit. But I need the following information this time around. We need to know how many guards are there, where are they positioned, and what type of ID do they use. Are they on a card system already? Is it still biometric? Are their cameras integrated on a wired system or is it already wireless? We need to know this, Muffin, we need to delay the information being sent to the police long enough to get the job done and run away. You know this too"
Muffin and Macho are just the best of friends right now. They like their parties and their alcohol. I'd be pissed off if Macho does not get the job done right, which is why I wanted to make the deposit, but fine, I think as long as Macho knows what he has to do he will get it done. I need locations, timings, technology. This is where my operations management course will pay itself off bigtime.
"ME!?" Gigo and Muffin nodded somberly. "Awww, s**t... Why me?"
"You see everything." They replied in unison. "S**t. Ok, alright, fine. I do it, I report and it is forgotten... Agreed?" More nods. 11:45 a.m. Wednesday. I enter the bank and begin scoping it out. In the lobby, there is one guard. An, old tired looking fellow who smells like creamed corn. I only see two security cameras.... Wait, three, the last one cleverly hidden above the door I just entered. There are wires coming from the cameras, so they are not too high tech. I am escorted into a room to speak to an "Account Manager". I am interviewed and given paperwork to fill out before I can open my account. This bank is really strict about who their clientele is, they don't want just anybody, only those in it for the long term who are bright enough to invest wisely. The account manager stepped out of the room while I filed my paperwork and got the deposit ready. "All ready?" She asks. "Yea, sure." I reply, handing over my paperwork and the deposit. She in turn, hands me a receipt. "Acceptance of your deposit is contingent upon your acceptation from our main office in San Francisco. If you are not accepted, your deposit is 100% refundable. You should hear from us in one to two business days. I'm going to take this to the vault, and you can be on your way." "Could I see the vault?" I ask. I know I am pressing my luck, but any bonus information would be extremely helpful. "A tour? I can take you as far as customers are allowed, I suppose. You will be able to see the vault, but not approach it." "Wicked." I follow her down a long hallway and through another door. We came to a small set of stairs, there were five stairs, at the bottom is where she told me I had to stop. I look around and see two more guards having a chat in an office next to the vault. I look up into all corners that I can see and spot three more cameras. We must assume that there are at least two more inside the vault. I see her punch a code into a key pad. That's bad news, we are going to need a staff member to access the vault. Maybe Gigo can come up with something. She returns from the vault and escorts me back to the lobby. I say goodbye to a girl in the lobby and exit the bank. I feel better, now that it is over. A little less stressed, more confident and ready for this heist. © 2008 RalphyReviews
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7 Reviews Added on June 20, 2008 Last Updated on June 21, 2008 Author![]() RalphyBelleville, MIAboutNo matter how dark life is, or how clouded, there is always a lighter side to itone that fills you heart with love and your soul with joy Im a complex person of multiracial background, about 5.. more..Writing
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