A young dude in this copy and office services store has been doing his best Michael Jackson dancing and singing routine for an hour now. No one is here at 4am except him and me and one staff person (this location is open 24 hours). He’s not loud, sort of whisper-singing as he moves around the floor, creating his own lyrics. One of the lines I remember was “I wouldn’t take the meds they gave me” as he moonwalked by the copiers.
I waited with a small group outside the Burbank Central library for it to open. One lady said to a man who just walked up, “Hey, Ollie, I used my Del Taco Senior Discount.”
“Really?” the man laughed. “Great!”
“Del Taco has a senior discount?” I asked the lady.
“Nope,” she said, shaking her head.
“You just told Ollie here you used your Del Taco Senior Discount. What is it?
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” she said.
I gave up, turned to Ollie and said, “Do they have good Wi-fi here?”
“A Y?” Ollie said. “There is a YMCA downtown.”
“No, do they have good WI-FI here?
“Oh, man, I don’t know about any of that stuff.”
Thank goodness the doors opened.
Outside the shower at the gym I heard, “Hey, can I borrow your phone?”
The sound of the rushing water made it hard to hear. Is somebody asking another person if they can borrow their phone? Who takes their phone to the showers?
“Hey, man, can I borrow your phone?” I hear again. I turned off the water.
“Are you talking to me?” I called out beyond my shower stall.
I pulled back the curtain. A hand from the next stall was sticking out of the shower next door, cupped like they expected me to pour soap in it.
“Can I borrow some soap?”
“Oh, soap. I thought you said phone.”
Who borrows soap?
“Here, take the whole bottle.”
I left quick.
Some bank robbers in Guadalajara moved up the walkway to the bank entrance, preparing to make a quick score and a nice payday.
In some parts of the world such as this, bank robberies are a constant threat. Banks spends millions to get the latest security equipment, cameras and software.
Bank workers are constantly trained on the latest techniques and procedures to try to thwart the bad guys.
One worker called upon this training when he saw the trio of would-be thieves walking toward the front entrance. What did he do?
He locked the front door.
He locked the door and they walked away.
A tip of the bank visor to this guy — here’s to simple solutions.
And quick thinking.