MSN- It may not have been the fastest getaway, but police are searching for a man in a wheelchair who robbed a bank in New York City.
It happened at the Santander Bank in Queens shortly after 2 p.m. Monday.
Police say a man in his late 20s and wearing a grey hoodie wheeled into the bank and passed a note to the teller demanding cash. After receiving over $1,200 in bills, police say the suspect then fled westbound on Broadway in the wheelchair.
He remains at large.
Can't knock the hustle. Listen, if a man in a wheelchair is slick enough, or encounters people that are dumb enough, to let him flee a bank from a bank with $1,200 in cash then that man deserves his money. Do we really have to waste our time tracking down every man in a wheelchair in the city to find our culprit? That's like shooting fish in a barrel. If you couldn't catch the guy when he slowly wheeled his ass down the street then you don't deserve to catch him now. Call it a loss. The only thing worse than letting a handicapped man steal from you is hunting a handicapped man down in the streets days later and putting him in prison. Isn't his life hard enough without having the use of his legs in a jail cell. Consider it charity. I can promise you the guy that was so desperate for money that he robbed a bank and risked not having someone there to open the door for him really needs that money.
One time I was in New Orleans and a homeless person said to me "I bet you $5 I can tell where you got your shoes", and of course, like an idiot, I obliged. To which he told me "you got your shoes on Bourbon Street right about now". Then he proceeded to shine my shoes for the small price of $5 dollars. Did I refuse him the money? Did I run down the street and tackle him afterwards? Absolutely not, because when you get outsmarted by someone less fortunate, like a homeless person or a handicapped guy, you just accept that the only person at fault is you. I paid $5 for my stupidity, and the bank has to pay $1,200 for theres. Just accept that you got had, laugh at yourself, and move on. There are a lot worse things going on in New York City than a man without the use of his lower body having a hot meal and a cold beer on the bank's tab.