“Oh no,” I said to myself. How could I be late I only have a couple of drinks last night as I stand in front of my boss telling myself she might forgive me but I heard the dreaded word “Why were you late?” Quickly I imagined a realistic story she might believe.
It was a busy morning for the Wells Fargo bank I stood there in line holding my light blue check watching as the bank teller with their bright white shirt and black pants uniform standing behind a bulletproof window talking to the customers about their balances, deposits, and withdrawals.The only security they had was a guard standing near the door with a gun in his holster.Then I heard the sound "bam". I turn to my left and I see the security guard with 2 holes in his chest bleeding
It was a busy morning for the Wells Fargo bank I stood there in line holding my light blue check watching as the bank teller with their bright white shirt and black pants uniform standing behind a bulletproof window talking to the customers about their balances, deposits, and withdrawals.The only security they had was a guard standing near the door with a gun in his holster.Then I heard the sound "bam". I turn to my left and I see the security guard with 2 holes in his chest bleeding