Night Shift Bunker

Night swept over the sidewalk, and my outdoor pizza guard shift officially began! Beneath the round patio table, I scouted out the ultimate defense bunker. I slid a tall, clear glass parmesan shaker right between two metal chair legs to serve as a sturdy lookout pillar. Then, using both gloved hands, I dragged a thick paper napkin dispenser against the checkered cardboard box to barricade the back entrance. Sitting down with my boots braced against the cool brick planter, I kept a steady eye on every moving shadow under the streetlights. Zero creepy robots getting through on my watch, wahoo!