Usually when you hear someone scream 'god dammit!' just past 11 PM on a Friday night you sort of snigger because you suppose it's some kindred spirit wandering home from the bars.
But then you see a light in the back of the box truck. It's one of those headlights a miner or a jogger would wear. 'Best Plumbing' is written on the side. You hear tools drop. Even now, the responsible adult world is happening too.
You write your proposed last sentence multiple times. It's unclear how you feel.