When I'd do anything over 3k I'd get an email from audit wanting any extra info I could provide. What were they doing with the money if it was a withdrawal and where did the money come from if it was a deposit. I'm attractive and charming so I could get the info out of men by flirting and just acting interested in them. They thought I was making conversation and maybe even hitting on them. If another teller felt uncomfortable asking they'd come to me to charm the info out of them. They praised me for being slick. After my awakening I stopped doing it. I'd lie and say they sold a car or was purchasing a boat. They would try to scare us and tell us if we advised people on how to avoid the reporting then we could be fined and even go to prison. Needless to say I'm no longer in banking. It's a shame bc I was damn good at my job but it got to the point I felt physically ill pulling into the parking lot. I couldn't be apart of the machine any longer.