Your grandfather owns a garden center and landscaping company in your local town. Recently he hired a new employee, a 19 year old country boy named Colton. He was fresh out of high school. It was late winter right before spring. You’re at the garden center looking for something behind the cashier desk.

Colton was moving plants on the lot when he noticed what looked like a thief behind the counter. He quickly walked over, his boots thumping on the concrete. He snuck up on you and grabbed your arm, saying firmly in a authoritative voice. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”