I am medically skint. I have terminal poorness and that doesn’t look to be changing anytime soon. I do at least have a slight comfort in the fact that I am not alone. Most people my age who I associate with are broke, struggling or constantly counting the coppers. Buts that’s life and we just have to deal with it. Or do we?
I need a get rich quick scheme. Unfortunately I have no money to invest, can’t think of a single invention to take on ‘Dragons Den’ and I still don’t really understand how ‘Deal or No Deal’ actually works. Then it hit me. I could rob a bank. Well not a bank as such. They’re way too heavily protected by security these days. But I could travel up north where I’m not known, rob somewhere small but lucrative and return home all the richer. The plan is perfect with one problem. I don’t know the first thing about robbing somewhere. Not only that but I don’t know anyone else who has the first clue about robbing somewhere. Everyone I know who has had dealings with the police it has always been for drugs, violence and the occasional tax fraud. And surely if I did know someone who had been arrested for robbery then that would just mean they were very bad at it. My plan was over before it had begun. Then one night I was at home watching 'Reservoir Dogs' when I had a revelation. I had all I needed to learn about armed robbery right in front of me. All the Hollywood movies made about bank heists, casino robberies and jewel thefts? If I watched each one and studied what went right and wrong with each of them then I could come up with the perfect plan. I began my research.
The first thing I decided was that I couldn’t do this on my own. I don’t come across as particularly threatening, I can’t really do a false voice, I’m useless with technology and I couldn’t even drive the getaway car. How was I to assemble my team? I decided to take an ad out on 'Craigslist-London'. It’s cheap and generally used by poor bohemian types who watch too much TV. The ad went like this
Looking to make money Quick?
Have special skills that are unappreciated in the job market?
Call today on 078*******86
(Callers must be over 18)
Obviously I couldn’t go into too much detail about what the job would entail but I wasn’t expecting a great result anyway. I had decided after watching 'Oceans 11' that I needed a team of 6 (Those brothers never really did anything and I was working on a budget a lot smaller than George and Brad were). This is what I required:
· Muscle – A hardman who could visibly terrify any employees or wannabe heroes. Think Jason Statham or Gerard Butler
· Getaway Driver – Someone who has seen a lot of top-gear and could haggle us a price on a decent car when it came to the job.
· Dame – A beautiful woman who could be a distraction to any males who needed distracting.
· Roller – Someone who had enough money to finance the operation but not enough to not need to be part of it.
· Small Asian gymnast. Because they’re so cool and you never know when they might come in handy.
· Inside Man. Someone who had a CV good enough to get a job at whatever target we chose.
As I had seen Reservoir Dogs so recently I had decided to give all my team a code name to protect them and me. It also meant I could talk about them on this blog and not have to worry about it being used in court later. The majority of my team were quite easy to hire. Jewel worked in a strip joint in London and was an ex hooker. She was surprisingly beautiful for a stripper and was also very intelligent (I later found out she was doing the job to pay her way through university where she was studying law). Even better she was from Newcastle which meant no-one would try and trace her accent back down south. Skidmark (He wanted to be called wheels but I wasn’t missing out on a joke this funny) was ex Navy. He’d quit after his girlfriend had got pregnant and they were now struggling to make ends meet. He was the only one who had a criminal record (grand theft auto) but as he wouldn’t be entering any building this wasn’t a particularly bad thing. Skidmark boasted that he had seen ‘Gone in Sixty Seconds’ over 50 times and had once met Lewis Hamilton. I was sold. SpongeBob got his nickname because his body was essentially square. He could also soak up pain like a sponge. When you meet enormous thugs like SpongeBob you expect them to show a soft side like growing roses or listening to classical music. After seeing SpongeBob kick a cat because ‘It looked at his chips’ I knew this was never going to be true. I didn’t ask much about SpongeBob’s background. I didn’t feel the need. He was clearly perfect for the job and I really didn’t fancy knowing enough about him so that we might meet up after it was done.
I had half my team. The next three were harder. Actually finding an Asian gymnast was easy. I had about 20 contenders. The hard part was thinking of a codename that wasn’t racist. After 2 days I finally came up with it and Bendy, Jumping Asian Guy (or B-Jag) was born. He was a lovely fellow and everyone got on with him especially SpongeBob who B-Jag would help tie his shoelaces as he couldn’t bend down that far. Finding a Roller was very hard. Apparently rich people don’t use Craigslist so I had to turn to a different avenue. Then I got it. I had Jewel find the richest, most depressed businessman she could at work, go home with him when the wife was out and see if he had kids. I didn’t want some middle-aged cockstain in my crew. I wanted young blood. I wanted enthusiasm. I wanted someone who had seen a lot of ‘CSI’. After 3 attempts Jewel hit the jackpot; an eighteen year old son. Now we had to initiate contact. I got Skidmark to setup a group on Facebook page about Warcraft and invite this kid to it. Of course he accepted and under our fake account of a pretty 18 year old model (A slightly changed technique I picked up from paedophiles I’m not ashamed to admit) we told him our plan and asked if he was in. He agreed so long as he could pick his own codename and if our Facebook user would send him a photo of her breasts. Jewel obliged and Warlock joined the effort.
Apart from an inside man (I hadn’t even picked a target yet) my crew was complete. Me, Jewel, Skidmark, Spongebob, B-Jag, Warlock and Mongoloid (one of my friends who insisted on being my right-hand man. I agreed so long as I could pick the nickname). It was time for some team bonding and research. We settled down to watch some heist movies; all ready to take notes so that we could pick a target and then go and case the joint (excuse me whilst I Google what that means).
To Be Continued