Speak softly and carry a big......axe?

One day at work, someone smelled smoke. It was probably just a little smoldering mulch, caused by some lazy person who flicked their still burning cigarette butt into the mulch. However, the smell was brought to our attention, and so, we had to do something about it. Somebody apparently thought it might be an electrical fire. The store was evacuated, and the firemen were promptly called in. My coworkers and I gathered around the pharmacy counter and watched as the firemen all waltzed in, bearing their "battle axes," which were far bigger than they had any right to be for a casual trip to a pharmacy for a speculative fire. But I guess if the roof of our pharmacy had collapsed, at least we could rest assured that the firemen in their bright yellow uniforms would come, wielding their battle axes, and get us out safe and sound.