When my employer transferred me to a new job at Oak Ridge TN working on the nuclear cleanup program, I went first, and left my family to take care of moving our belongings later. I packed up my Chevy Celebrity (remember those?) with all the essentials I thought I would need right away. Of course that included enough reloading gear and supplies to get started, a small collection of rifles, and a handgun.
The Y12 plant in Oak Ridge is a secure facility where they still do nuclear research, and make some parts and pieces for various classified projects. I was staying at the hotel the company paid for, and so kept all my stuff in the car which I drove to work the first day. First thing was a full day of HR lectures and various safety briefings. One presenter was describing the security rules and put up a slide that showed all the things that were never allowed on site. Guns of any description, explosives, etc. etc. The blood drained from my face; I pictured a bomb dog alerting on my Chey wagon. I could see myself in handcuffs lead off to jail, or worse.
As soon as the lunch break arrived, I ran out to the car and drove back to the hotel, where I carried all the contraband into my room, only a slightly less suspicious activity. I did survive that first day, and stayed working there for the next seven years. My employer hired a moving company to handle our household goods, which included a half-ton of lead ingots.
Wayne