I work for a security company that transports cash, and part of my job is to work with police if a crew is robbed.
One afternoon my wife and I were packing to move, when I received a call to report to a crime scene.
“I have to go,” I told my wife. “Two of our guards have been held up at gunpoint at a superstore.”
As I dashed out the door, she called, “While you’re there, pick up some big cardboard boxes.”