by Sydney Solis
True story in the newspaper. A woman tried to pay at the check-out in Target with a million dollar bill. She tried to pay for $2,000 worth of stuff with $2.62 on a gift card. The clerk wouldn't take it, so she handed him the million. Cops arrested her.
My sister, when she heard the story, insisted that maybe the woman was just misunderstood. Perhaps it was just performance art. Six other women came in, paid with million dollar bills, but went unnoticed.
Can you break a million?
It should go further, she said.
To be a glamour girl stick-up artist. Red lipstick, platinum blonde wig, black stiletto heels, red skirt buxom bounce. On bank video surveillance, she's crossing in front of the camera in Yuma, Chicago, Tampa, San Francisco, Buffalo, all at the same time. There's a Hollywood glamour girl robbing a bank at gunpoint. She's all over the country. Five different cameras juxtaposed on the newscast. Five blonde wigs, five skirts in motion diagonally in the lobby and across your screen. In the sight of millions across the country watching it over and over and over again. They've realize they've seen her before, but nobody knows who she is.
True story in the newspaper. A woman tried to pay at the check-out in Target with a million dollar bill. She tried to pay for $2,000 worth of stuff with $2.62 on a gift card. The clerk wouldn't take it, so she handed him the million. Cops arrested her.
My sister, when she heard the story, insisted that maybe the woman was just misunderstood. Perhaps it was just performance art. Six other women came in, paid with million dollar bills, but went unnoticed.
Can you break a million?
It should go further, she said.
To be a glamour girl stick-up artist. Red lipstick, platinum blonde wig, black stiletto heels, red skirt buxom bounce. On bank video surveillance, she's crossing in front of the camera in Yuma, Chicago, Tampa, San Francisco, Buffalo, all at the same time. There's a Hollywood glamour girl robbing a bank at gunpoint. She's all over the country. Five different cameras juxtaposed on the newscast. Five blonde wigs, five skirts in motion diagonally in the lobby and across your screen. In the sight of millions across the country watching it over and over and over again. They've realize they've seen her before, but nobody knows who she is.
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