by SunshinePrevails

Created on: December 07, 2007

Robbery is a word that has probably crossed the mind of every living human. Whether it be what I would do? How I would react? What would I say? Would I be scared? Would I take the issue in hand, and retaliate against the robber? And the list goes on, and on.

Well let me assure you; that regardless to how much thought you have devoted to the subject, whether you had had extensive training, or any fears you may have had; when it actually happens, when you are looking into the barrel of a weapon that could possibly take your life or the life of a best friend, a co-worker, or maybe a loved one, you are suddenly a new person, an out of body experience becomes your mentor.

I have had the experience of looking down the cold steel barrel of a gun four times. Every instance was totally different. The effect it bestowed upon me was extremely varied each time. However; I must say, that each time it became harder, and harder for me to cop. It would effect my sleep, and most of all it made me much more cautious, and more aware that it could happen. I quickly matured, more than you can know. That childhood fantasy became a true reality, not even close to what I had thought.

Yet, when you do finally come to terms with the episode, you will reflect in fear of your life; although it can easily become a party icebreaker, when other employees join you to reminisce the reactions. Some of the antics can later become extremely funny, or maybe very embarrassing. Whatever, the case may be, you can bet your co-workers have not forgotten.
And yes, they will jump on the opportunity to gibe you in the audience of your peers. Believe me! If you are smart, you will laugh with them. If you don't you will be the victim of serious razzing. Although; be assured that is certainly far above, and certainly better than being at the receiving end of sympathy. Yes, many robberies result is sadness and grief, with memories of horror.

The last time I was involved in a robbery instilled itself into my memory with mixed emotions. I am so grateful that I now can look back on something that happened over twenty-five years ago and find it to be a fun story to tell. Even though I was so scared at the moment, my legs felt like jelly, and my heart was beating so franticly that I thought I would choke from fright.

I was head cashier for a major supermarket in Dallas, Texas. Our clientele was widely varied because we were in walking distance of Southern Methodist University. Not only did we have college students,

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