My husband also works in the FM field. Some years ago he received a call about malfunctioning A/C in one of his buildings as we were returning from a night out celebrating our anniversary.
Understanding spouse that I am, I agreed that we should stop by and check it out on the way home. The building was in one of those large office complexes that is mostly deserted by the time it gets dark. My husband always has a spare set of work clothes in the trunk for "just in case", and I suggested that he put them on to avoid ruining the good clothes he was wearing.
He agreed that it was a good idea, and I handed him the clothes from the trunk. Taking a quick look around and noting that we seemed to be the only people around for miles, he decided to change his pants in the parking lot so he would not have to carry the other ones around while he worked inside.
As luck would have it, the local police drove up on their regular patrol just as he had removed his good pants, but had not yet put on the old ones. Seeing a young female next to a half-dressed man, the police officer announced on the loud speaker, "Are you all right? Do you need any assistance?"
And my husband replied, "I'm OK. I know how to put my pants on by myself."
After we all had a good laugh, we showed the officers our ID and explained why we were there. I'm sure the officers still remember this story and laugh about it as we do.
Neither sleet nor snow nor half-nakedness can keep an FM from his or her duties! That's a cute story. Thanks for sharing it!