He robbed me!
I went to deposit $1,500 into my grandson’s college fund as a special birthday gift. The young bank employee accepted my money, gave me a receipt, and asked me to take a seat while they processed the transaction.
After waiting patiently for almost two hours, I grew concerned. The employee had disappeared, leaving me uneasy.
When I approached the bank manager, his response wasn’t what I expected—it was much, much worse.
