Have you ever...?

I did something on Monday night that have always been curious about. Something I was raised not to do, and my parents were a little disappointed in me...

I went to a shooting range. And it was awesome.

Now, I know what your thinking, the girl who cannot work a remote should not be allowed to operate firearms, and I agree. Frankly, I'm shocked they let me drive a car. But it's something I have been curious about for awhile so I decided to give it a go. I went with the dad of someone I work with, and, having never met me, he seemed to trust I wouldn't kill anyone.

I had never held, shot, or been around guns at all. Needles to say when he opened the gun case, took out his Smith and Wesson revolver, loaded it and then wordlessly handed it to me I was a little shocked. I gingerly took it and began shooting.

It was fun, thought I was nervous the whole time. I felt comfortable shooting, but after each round I felt an instinctual urge to get the gun far, far away from me.

I still would like to own a gun (I will explain later my certainty of the coming apocalypse), but I find gun culture is something that's not easy to break into. A super liberal 5'2 girl that is an atheist, and a wanna be vegetarian doesn't exactly blend in a world of cameo pants and Huckabee posters.

Perfect example: My tutor wanted to illustrate something for me, so he asked for a pen. I quickly grabbed one from my purse and handed it to him. As he wrote I had to stifle my laughter. He used the top of his gun case for a table, on it a large sticker proclaimed "proud member of the National Rifle Association" he was drawing me a picture of a gun barrel. The pen I had given him? It read:

"Proud Supporter of Planned Parenthood"