Crazy. I must have pulled in the drive-through at this bank right after he ran out the door and seconds before the law and helicopter showed. When I pulled up, there wasn't anyone in the drive-through area, and I was sitting and waiting. Finally, a gal came to the window and I slid my deposit into the drawer. She disappeared from the area again and was gone a really long time. While I was waiting, the helicopter started circling and police showed up everywhere. One popped his head around the building, looked at me, then went back out front.
Finally, the bank gal came back and gave me my receipt. I asked if anything was wrong, and she said no! I stopped the deputy in the front parking lot and asked if I was good to safely leave, not knowing what the heck was going on, and he told me to get moving. So I decided to skip the trip across the parking lot to Walgreen's and hightailed it out onto 331 south.
Called Bdarg and told him to check the mental health insurance benefits because my nerves are about shot. Got on the computer when I arrived home and saw that yes, my life was affected not once, but twice in the same freaking week by a bank robber. What are the odds?

I don't know whether to leave the house anymore! I do know one thing- time for a drink.