I love my job. I love my job. I love, <cough> <sneeze> <scratch> my job.
Tough day at the bank. Especially getting the fire hose shower in the parking lot.
I wonder if this money came out of a meth lab? We’ve had some local houses ruined by dopers cooking meth. The chemicals are extremely toxic and nearly impossible to clean up.
Why didn’t the guy that brought the money get sick too? This is a strange case. He’s got a lot of explaining to do.
If he carried it in wrapped in a towel that implies he knew something was unhealthy about it; so I doubt it was an accident. It might well be an example of a total lack of consideration for others rather than an attack, however.
aceplace57, you profile shows you in Central Arkansas but you’re reading and watching news in Modesto, CA? Yikes, that bank is walking distance from where I live and I do my banking there sometimes.
And last Friday was getting kinda coolish weather here, to be taking showers out in a parking lot. <Shivver>
I found that local tv news article with Google. I originally read a national news article and searched for more info with google. I’ve found that the local tv news often gives better information.
Much of the time these incidents are classic mass hysteria scenarioswhere one person has some sort of reaction to a smell or substance (possibly quite legitimately) and a bunch of surrounding people not in direct contact with the substance have the same symptoms. It’s usually seen in predominately female groups.
Sometimes it isn’t discovered until after they leave. A new family moves in and starts getting sick. I’ve read it’s nearly impossible to clean up. They pretty much have to rip up the floors, subfloors and some of the drywall.
If those chemicals spilled onto a pile of money then I can easily see the bank clerks getting ill.