I Got My Concealed Carry Permit This Morning

My concealed carry permit arrived in the mail this morning.

In the afternoon I went over to the local Bass Pro Shop to get a small 9mm handgun for home/personal protection.

When I was ready to pay for the pistol and ammo, 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 just as she had 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!!!

As an intelligent senior citizen, I do not get flustered often.  But this time, it took me a while to get my pants back on.

I’ve been asked to shop elsewhere in the future. They need to make their instructions to seniors a little more clear.


>>  I still don’t think I looked that bad!

15 Comments on I Got My Concealed Carry Permit This Morning

  1. So what happens when your choice of carry falls on the floor at the dentist office?

    Your pants are zipped up rapidly.

  2. Pretty funny… I think I look good at 66, but even more important (and rewarding, if you know what I mean), Ms. RM does too – gets her motor humming. Zero to Sixty in 3 seconds, then set cruise control…..

  3. And the clerk said, ‘Thank you young man I just remembered I need to buy some baby carrots and peas.’

    Good one and glad the coffee didn’t come out my nose.

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