I work at a clinical research lab. This particular lab studies several kinds of addictive substances. We are about to start a study in which we dose people w/ MDMA, so we were expecting a shipment of it this morning.

I thought it was going to be kind of like an armoured vehicle bank pick up thing, with dudes in kevlar vests and tazer guns, coming in and looking for our lab director.

Nope.

It was the FecEx guy. Wearing shorts and a smile. I signed off for enough MDMA to adequately intoxicate a small apartment building. Holding that small package loosely wrapped in FedEx forms and foam peanuts made me feel a bit eerie... kind of like something could go terribly wrong at any moment.