Armed stick up

the nodding donkey:

remy:

robroy:

remy:
Unloading 14 pallets by hand should have given the police time to get there if the driver called them when he got back in the cab ?

If a gun was involved I’d be Mr Compliant all the way.
If the Old Bill.came steaming in during the robbery, there is only one man who would be blamed for ringing them…the driver :bulb:
So personally my phone would be left where it was to they [zb] ed off, no mistake. :bulb:

As I said on another thread,. I aint paid to be a hero, and to be a hero you have to actually care in the first place.

Yes, fair point.

Problem with that attitude, understandable as it may be, is that it moves the goal posts to the benefit of the robbers. Along that thinking, if I would walk up to you, and demand your wallet, you would readily give it to me, just in case I have a knive/gun…

It’s a tricky call to make, but simply rolling over, because “it’s not mine”, will see us all being attacked tommorow…

For me personally, I came into this world, kicking and screaming, covered in someone else’s blood. I’ll be happy, to leave this world, in the same way…

Mate,.seriously…trust me…
I have never ran away from a fight in my life.

In a previous job in a previous life I’ve even blagged it knowing I’m more than likely ganna get a hiding, but trying my best not to show it, while standing my ground or first tactic try and reason with them as I was told,…but there are some ■■■■ s you just cannot reason with. :unamused:

Mates ? yes,.
Family and home?..
Definitely.
But somebody else’s truck, load and fuel?
Not a ■■■■ chance, …especially if that someone treats you and looks upon you as they do.
Maybe unlike you I like to CHOOSE my battles accordinglly . :neutral_face:

the nodding donkey:
Not so much in the bed room. If however, you have a torch next to your bed (for moments when th e power fails…), that is a recognised means to defend yourself. .

Ok,.so if I need to I can explain the baseball bat hanging above my truck bunk,…I have a ball to go with it to back up my story. :sunglasses:

But how do I explain the one at home beside our bed ?..
On second thoughts don’t answer that. :smiley:

Tom Wellington:
I collected a full load of shoes from Alicante, there was the rumour that they loaded one trailer with left footed shoes and the other with right footed so they are useless to the cargo robbers.
I got to a garage off the National One in between Madrid and Burgos, there was nobody else parking there except me, it was blowing a storm all night and the trailer was rocking all night.

In a deep sleep, I heard the garage dog barking in his kennel but awoke in a panic as the trailer was rocking but no wind.

I frantically pulled open the cab curtains to see a van and a car at the back of the trailer and two men helping themselves to the cartons of shoes.

I started the engine, revved it up, blasted the air horns and they scarpered.

The garage man heard all the commotion and ran in front of the vehicles but they tried to run him over.

In the morning the Guardia Civil picked me to take me to the station and they showed me a big file with photos of all the robberies in the area from containers having the rear doors being angle grinding off and hi-teq goods stolen from TV’s and other expensive items.

TOBY TOBY TOBY Jakanory has nothing on you its so sad but hey ho, I guess you and all your other alias’s are happy in your own little world

robthedog:

Tom Wellington:
I collected a full load of shoes from Alicante, there was the rumour that they loaded one trailer with left footed shoes and the other with right footed so they are useless to the cargo robbers.
I got to a garage off the National One in between Madrid and Burgos, there was nobody else parking there except me, it was blowing a storm all night and the trailer was rocking all night.

In a deep sleep, I heard the garage dog barking in his kennel but awoke in a panic as the trailer was rocking but no wind.

I frantically pulled open the cab curtains to see a van and a car at the back of the trailer and two men helping themselves to the cartons of shoes.

I started the engine, revved it up, blasted the air horns and they scarpered.

The garage man heard all the commotion and ran in front of the vehicles but they tried to run him over.

In the morning the Guardia Civil picked me to take me to the station and they showed me a big file with photos of all the robberies in the area from containers having the rear doors being angle grinding off and hi-teq goods stolen from TV’s and other expensive items.

TOBY TOBY TOBY Jakanory has nothing on you its so sad but hey ho, I guess you and all your other alias’s are happy in your own little world

Mr happy knocking people again talk about calling the kettle black, back in your kennel boy