This is a story from Boss Man that I had to share.
Boss Man used to do nighttime cleaning for offices/restaurants/etc back in the day. One evening, he got a call to replace several lights at a furniture store at 2am.
He had all the alarm codes to the building, so he wouldn't set off the alarm. He replaced the lightbulbs, and was carrying an armload of the old flourescent bulbs (the big, long tube ones) to the dumpster (this was before people cared about recycling and hazardous materials and stuff like that). He tossed them all in the dumpster, and they made very satisfying POP POP POP sounds as they exploded.
Suddenly, he was surrounded by police with guns pointed at him. Turns out, he'd inadvertantly wandered into the middle of a stake-out, and the police had mistaken the exploding bulbs for gunfire.
Boss Man used to do nighttime cleaning for offices/restaurants/etc back in the day. One evening, he got a call to replace several lights at a furniture store at 2am.
He had all the alarm codes to the building, so he wouldn't set off the alarm. He replaced the lightbulbs, and was carrying an armload of the old flourescent bulbs (the big, long tube ones) to the dumpster (this was before people cared about recycling and hazardous materials and stuff like that). He tossed them all in the dumpster, and they made very satisfying POP POP POP sounds as they exploded.
Suddenly, he was surrounded by police with guns pointed at him. Turns out, he'd inadvertantly wandered into the middle of a stake-out, and the police had mistaken the exploding bulbs for gunfire.
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