"Where’s the Nearest Plug?"
With her broad-brimmed hat and dark shades she’s "dressed for success." But this is no business or professional lady. This gal is a certified hoodlum. Actually, she’s a would-be robber, to be specific. Today she’s on a shopping trip for her weapon and has definite ideas as she checks out the store’s hardware.
So many to choose from. After some dithering she makes a selection. The clerk gives the customary warning about "dangerous," and she responds with an all-knowing nod.
Here she is, armed and ready, walking into the Motel Six office demanding cash. The desk clerk knows the moment he sees her that she’s serious because of the resolution in her voice.
"Gimme the money and nobody gets hurt," says she, both hands firmly grasping her weapon. "Believe me, I will use this thing if I have to."
The clerk has a quizzical look on his face. "Hello? Anybody there?" the clerk says, pointing at the woman’s weapon. She’s carrying a chain saw — an electric chain saw — the kind that needs to be plugged in.
The woman is startled when the clerk reaches under the counter and comes up with a plastic thingie — aiming it directly at her face.
"Drop that chain saw or I’ll hit you with 9,000 deadly volts from this stun gun," the clerk yells.
The woman is confused—even a little petrified. "That’s a lot of volts — 9,000," she must be thinking.
"Okay, okay, I give," she says dropping the chain saw.
Later, in court, the judge is amused that the woman actually believed the motel clerk’s TV remote was a high voltage stun gun.
After entering a plea of guilty to attempted armed robbery, the lady bandit tells the judge she really wouldn’t have hurt anyone. "I don’t know nothin’ about tools," she tells the court.
To avoid an outright laugh, the judge avoids eye contact with the woman. He raps the gavel and gives her seven years.
Copyright-Bob Ford 2003
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