A lucky escape.

Last week I was on a filming job (five cameras, two ops. That was a laugh) and after we'd finished, my office-mate Rob, who was helping out headed back to HQ around midnight to pick something up. On doing so he disturbed two burglars who heard him and disappeared from whence they came out the back. One of them apparently dropped a glove so the feds were able to get prints off my tin box. Unfortunately, this also means they have my prints too....