2001. 2PM. A cocktail waitress/actress friend called frantic.
ME: What's wrong? What happened?
CARLY: I was just in a bank robbery at the Bank of America on Fairfax!
ME: Like an armed robbery? With guns and masks?
CARLY: Yes!
ME: Jesus. That must have been harrowing. How long was the ordeal?
CARLY: I'm not sure, but it seemed like forever.
ME: I'm sure. I can't imagine being face down and in fear of getting shot.
CARLY: That wasn't even close to the worst part.
ME: What could've been worse than that?
CARLY: I was wearing a miniskirt and a thong and it got hiked all the way up over my ass when we were all ordered to the ground. I really wanted to pull it down to cover mysel, but was afraid they would kill me.
All I could think about was all of the cops and FBI laughing at my bare ass in a pink thong in the surveillance video and laughing at me. That's still all I'm thinking about.
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