Tweet One of the offices I get to visit happens to share a lobby with the police department so we get to hear things like this:
Little Old Lady: Excuse me, Officer. I was cleaning my house and found a gun.
Police Officer: A gun?
Old Lady: Yes. I don't want it. Can I bring it here and give it to you?
Officer: Well, uh, we don't really accept things like that.
Old Lady: Well, what should I do? Take it apart and throw it in the dumpster at work?
Officer: Yeah, you could do that.