...and went over to my local Bass Pro Shop to get a small 9mm pistol for home protection.
When I was ready to pay for the gun and bullets, the cashier said, "Strip down, facing me."
Making a mental note to complain to the NRA about the gun control wackos running amok,
I did as she instructed.
When the hysterical shrieking and alarms finally subsided, I found out she was referring to
how I should place my credit card in the card reader.
I've been asked to shop elsewhere in the future. They need to make their instructions to
seniors a little clearer.
I still don't think I looked that bad.


One Reply to So, I Got My Concealed Gun Permit, Yesterday...

Scott Hardie | August 28, 2021
I don't know if I'll ever add "like" functionality to the site, a la Facebook, but if I did, this is exactly the kind of thing that would get a like from me. Thanks for sharing, Steve. :-)


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