To me those classic words always invoke images of Gomer Pyle trying to give Barney a ticket.
Last Night I was Gomer.
We were dropping the little one off at Gymnastics. The wife needed to go in so I just sat in the car playing Sudoku on my phone. As I sat there a car pulled up in front of me. One of the 3 men inside got out and walked over to a utility pole in the parking lot. He lifted the base cover to expose a pink package which he retrieved. He carried it back to the driver of the car and they did their little thing whatever it was. In the meantime I took a picture of the license plate. The man replaced the package and returned to the car and they drove off. I thought about it for a bit and because there are a lot of kids and moms here most nights, I called the cops. I explained what I saw and she dispatched an officer. It wern't long before he showed up and I shared the story again. I pointed to the pole and he lifted it up. Sure enuff it was still there. He removed it, very un-CSI like and opened it. Much to our surprise inside was a list. He said I know what this is, It's a game. And it was. It was part of a Geo-caching game folks play. I was so embarrassed and apologized for wasting his time. He laughed but thanked me for calling regardless. I am glad it turned out to be non-criminal but I was awful red faced.
Have Phone will call, I will do it again.