Chapter 2
Postal Dude stood outside the bank. The glass doors glistened in the noon hour sunlight, Postal Dude
squinted looking insde at the very long line. Postal Dude pushed the door open very slowly and filed into the queue and waited.
The line moved sluggishly forward.Postal Dude looked over at a security guard flirting with a woman in a red dress. ' Incompetant' Postal Dude thought taking a few steps forward, as the line moved up slightly.
Finally Postal Dude was at the head of the line. The teller looked at him blankly. " Hello sir how can I help you today?" Postal Dude cleared his throat and in a gruff low voice he said " I got a check to cash." The teller went away from the counter and came back. "Thanks." Postal Dude said. "No problem sir." The teller responded "Next!".
As she said this three masked men brandishing shot guns burst through the door. " Everybody get down on the floor... Now! " The lead robber said. Postal Dude crouched on the floor then laid on the floor. The robbers walked around collecting wallets.
Suddenly tear gas and SWAT officers flooded into the room.Every one panic stricken seperated:some to the vault, some out the door, some stayed laying on the floor. Postal Dude made his way to the vault.
The swat officers MP5s blazed as the swat officers opened fire on the masked robbers, but only one dropped from a shot to the head. The other two were firing back at the swat officers, one dropped. The lead SWAT called out " They're wearing body armor."
Meanwhile Postal Dude started shoving wads of tens and twenties into his trenchcoat. Postal Dude emerged from the vault in time to see the SWAT cops get off a few head shots on the robbers, killing them.
The SWATs escorted the remaining people out of the bank. Postal Dude was back on the street seing the meat wagons taking the body bag. " Mondays bloody Mondays." Postal Dude said under his breath.