The BVD Bandit
While cooking breakfast Sunday morning my wife informed me we where out of eggs. With a grocery store only two blocks away I said ‘no problem’, snatched my keys and drove to the store.
I parked in the front lot and was walking straight toward the entrance when I heard the store exit sensor alarm sound off. Then I noticed a young man, probably 20, wearing a ball cap, white t shirt, brown shorts and tennis shoes leaving rather conspicuously toward the side parking lot.
He was holding the bottom of his shirt as if there were something stuffed inside, walking fast (almost a skip run) and often turning to look behind him.
About the time he made it to parking lot a large man, looking to be in his late 50’s, rushed outside and said “Hey you, stop!!” and took off running toward him.
At that second the young man hit full stride. That is till his shorts dropped down below his knees and he took a nasty fall in one of the parking lot stalls!! I was sure glad he was wearing his BVDs!!
The bandit lay there looking back at the man. Almost like he wanted to get caught. Then got back up and ran the best he could, shorts still down below his knees, to the getaway vehicle not far away.
I stood and watched his BVD butt (with a new skid mark) get in the car just as the man got there. He got it started then sped off. The man quickly pulled out his cell phone and called the police.
So I shake my head walk in and pick up my eggs. On exiting I noticed the man inside the store still talking on his cell phone. One of the checkers that had been talking to him walked toward me. I asked her what he took. She didn’t know but said most likeley DVDs. I said “that man sure scared the pants off that kid” and got a chuckle from the checker.
This happened Sunday morning, 8/22/04. I just had to share.
Mike
