I remember that one time I was working receiving, and an unmarked box came off the pallet. Against better judgement, we cut it open, and lo what did jump out but a half dozen spootie-wonkles! Yea, I did say they were spootie-wonkles! And lo did they jump out of the box and onto the table to begin their infernal irrelevant rants! While my coworkers covered their ears, screaming in agony, I was unphased because, quite honestly, I couldn't care less about anything by that point. I simply picked up the nearest rubber mallet, and they disintegrated as I bopped them on the nose, one by one. I was told I was a hero that day, and my manager even gave me a $50 gift card. Of course, this was back in 2021 when our gift cards were worth something. Amen, Dear Lord!