strange choice for a souvenir

i've got my new hire with me this week. eager to please (i suppose), he thought it'd be nice to transport us to work quickly this morning.

73 mph in a 55 was the final verdict from the police officer. what luck for him - the only car we passed during the entire drive to this isolated location belonged to a cop.

upon arriving to the factory, the conversation went as follows:

us - "here to see mr. x, please"
reception - "okay, i'll be sure to tell him the two felons are here"
us - "how'd you...?"
reception - "it's a small town guys, the whole factory already knows"