The Adventures of Munter
Posted: 10 Nov 2009, 21:43
The Day Munter Met the Gunman
One day, (sunday there, to be precise) i was in work, on my own. The place was dead. I could hear the traffic go bye, and the occasional roar of a bus, taking tired passengers back from Glasgow and up the hill to Fairhill. I was in the back, mucking about with a stick, pretending to be a samurai. This was something i often did when i was bored, i could hear the door opening so i knew when to go to the front to serve customers.
So as usual i was mucking about with a stick in the back, and i heard the door opening. Knowing i had a customer to serve i promptly put the stick down and moved to the front.
I got to counter to see a man with his good up striding towards me. 'funny' i thought, 'i didn't think it was raining'. My thoughts were broken by his words
'Money'
He said, feigning authority with a shaky voice and sunken eyes staring into mine. From the corner of my eye i sensed movement, i looked to his left hand. A handgun was pointing at me.
'Money, now'
He shouted through rotting teeth. I went into a mindset i had prepared for such an occasion, and attempted to remain calm. Although the man did not look like a seasoned killer, he looked unstable. If the gun was real, i could easily see him hastily pulling the trigger if i did anything unexpected.
'nae danger big man, nae danger' i said, reassuring hin as i opened the till.
'Notes, give me notes, now'
I empty the notes into his gloved hand.
'coins, what coins have you got?'
I gave him the few pound coins there were in the till. As soon as the money hit his quivering hand, he turned on his heels, and hurried out the shop.
As soon as he was out the shop i hit the panic button, three piercing alarms screamed in unison, I sat and waited for the police to arrive.
True story! check out the story on it!
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/glasgow_and_west/8351115.stm
Im the member of staff they refer to!
THE END
i'll update this if there are any updates on the situation..
All the best guys, its good to be alive!
One day, (sunday there, to be precise) i was in work, on my own. The place was dead. I could hear the traffic go bye, and the occasional roar of a bus, taking tired passengers back from Glasgow and up the hill to Fairhill. I was in the back, mucking about with a stick, pretending to be a samurai. This was something i often did when i was bored, i could hear the door opening so i knew when to go to the front to serve customers.
So as usual i was mucking about with a stick in the back, and i heard the door opening. Knowing i had a customer to serve i promptly put the stick down and moved to the front.
I got to counter to see a man with his good up striding towards me. 'funny' i thought, 'i didn't think it was raining'. My thoughts were broken by his words
'Money'
He said, feigning authority with a shaky voice and sunken eyes staring into mine. From the corner of my eye i sensed movement, i looked to his left hand. A handgun was pointing at me.
'Money, now'
He shouted through rotting teeth. I went into a mindset i had prepared for such an occasion, and attempted to remain calm. Although the man did not look like a seasoned killer, he looked unstable. If the gun was real, i could easily see him hastily pulling the trigger if i did anything unexpected.
'nae danger big man, nae danger' i said, reassuring hin as i opened the till.
'Notes, give me notes, now'
I empty the notes into his gloved hand.
'coins, what coins have you got?'
I gave him the few pound coins there were in the till. As soon as the money hit his quivering hand, he turned on his heels, and hurried out the shop.
As soon as he was out the shop i hit the panic button, three piercing alarms screamed in unison, I sat and waited for the police to arrive.
True story! check out the story on it!
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/glasgow_and_west/8351115.stm
Im the member of staff they refer to!
THE END
i'll update this if there are any updates on the situation..
All the best guys, its good to be alive!
