Today I went to handgun school. I’ll be there all week. Its sunny out and I’m getting paid to shoot. I can’t ask for more than that. I wasn‘t the best shooter but I wasn’t the worst.
I’ll be away from the guys at the office and in a way its nice but its also strange. The rest of the unit was going to participate in a training day and boy does it feel odd not going along with them. I feel like I’m not in touch with what’s going on when I’m away.
I stopped in the office before class and heard several conversations about hunting season. I hear a lot about hunting this time of year. In fact most of the conversations revolve around guns, hunting, and fishing. One of these days I’m going to come into the office with an Avon book and tell them I‘m feeling bloated! Ok so I probably will never do that but believe me I have thought about it on more than one occasion.
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