Over the weekend, my friend told me about a scary situation that happened at her work (luckily she wasn’t there at the time). She works in a doctor’s office that has a pharmacy in the building. After hours, her boss heard a noise in the pharmacy and opened the now unlocked door to find the lights off and someone with a flashlight inside. She flipped on the lights and a man in a ski mask rushed past her and locked himself in the bathroom.
No one was hurt. The cops came quickly and arrested the guy. Back at the station, he confessed just as quickly.
However, while he was still hiding in the bathroom, he tried to flush the stolen pills and his ski mask down the toilet…resulting in a terrible mess. Through most of this story, my mouth was gaping (stories like this never happen to people you know), but as soon as my friend mentioned flushing his ski mask this popped out of my mouth: obviously, you put the ski mask above a tile in the ceiling.
My friend just shook her head. “That’s right, you’re a writer.”