I was out grabbing something for lunch at a local strip mall the other day when I spied the sign shown here in the window of an Advance America Cash Advance Center – one of those seedy joints specializing in exploiting the poor by offering two-week loans at interest rates that make Satan blush (and he enjoys plucking out peoples’ entrails and pouring molten lead in their ears, so, you know…)
I guess when your business model is shrewdly constructed on taking advantage of the desperate by placing them in a nigh-unbreakable payment loop, you’re bound to eventually start thinking every customer coming through the door wants to cut your thieving throat.
Interestingly, despite the high volume of cash exchanging hands and the industry’s insanely high profit margin, this particular loan-sharking establishment doesn’t utilize any kind of barrier between the tellers and the customers. No bulletproof window or wrought iron bars or even that glass with the chicken wire inside it. This pitiful sign must have been found an acceptable alternative at the upper management focus group.
That said, I suppose it is probably a good idea to note the faces of those you shamelessly screw over.