Wolfe’s Woofers: Crime Is Out Of Control Everywhere

Sunday, October 20th, 2013

Dennis-Wolfe-Wolfes-Woofers“Charlie, I need to find a bank and get a check cashed,” I said. “Do you want to go?”
“No, I’m just going to hang around the motel and watch TV,” Charlie said.
Charlie and I were on our road trip to the U.S. and we had spent the night in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I took the rental car and drove around until I found a branch of the bank that I use in the U.S.
“George, you let that man get right in line in front of you,” said the lady directly behind me.
“Well, I was hurrying as fast as I could,” George said.
“You just never listen to me,” his wife said. “I talk to you all day long and you never listen to me. It just goes in one ear and out the other. Do you realize how much better off we would be if you just listened to me? I was just telling my mother …..”
“Hands up every body! This is a stickup!”
An armed robber with a mask over his face had burst into the bank. He forced a teller to fill a bag with cash and hand it to him. The teller, who must have been very brave, gave him the bag but then he reached out and grabbed the mask and pulled it off the criminal’s face.
“Bang!”
The robber immediately shot him. Then he noticed another teller looking at him and he shot that teller, too. By this time the rest of us were staring at our shoes or the floor; any place except the robber.
“Well,” he said. “Did any of the rest of you see my face?”
“Uh. . .” I heard a voice say behind me. It was George.
“Yeah, you,” the robber said. “I’m talking to the old man with his hand raised. Did you see my face?”
“No, sir,” George said. “I didn’t personally see you at all but my wife got a good long look at you.”

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