You know those guys who have a pickup truck with a canopy and one of those fancy drawer systems that slides out smoother than Luke Skywalker’s Landspeeder gliding across the sands of Tatooine?
They have their ammunition organized by caliber, shot size, and FPS. You could eat off the bottom of their doghouse. And a series of Rubbermaid containers labeled hold their dog food, first aid kit, sultry weather gear, chilly weather gear, and waterproof gear. You know those guys? I hate them.