Harry! You have a gun!

Recently my best friend announced his wife was pregnant. I told him if it was a girl then I would buy her a pink .22 not thinking that were was such a thing but determined to find one nonetheless. Well, today, I found one! A cute little pink .22 made specifically for children.

So I bought it. I don't know if this is everywhere or just at Wal-Mart, but it's a long process to buy a kids gun. I filled out a form with full name (NO INITIALS), my current address, my criminal background (seriously, who is gonna click 'yes' on 'are you a fugitive from justice'), my place of birth (city and state gets complicated to the employee when told I was born in England. Hilarious), and my SSN for proof of citizenship.

Anyway I fill out the form and the employee goes to verify my info with my license. "Your address doesn't match your license on the form." 'It asked for my current address, not the address my license was issued to.' " Well, They have to match or I can't sell it. You'll have to go get your address changed on your license." 'Can I just change my address on the form so I don't have to spend 30 bucks?' "Uh..." 'You don't ship it or anything, it just has to match yeah?" "Yeah..." 'K, give here I'll fix it.' A few minutes later, "Uh, I don't think England is a state...is it?" 'No. But I was born there.' "I can't sell a gun to immigrants without a green card." 'I'm an American citizen buddy' (reference anyone). "Oh, uh, you have your Social on here?" 'Yes, that's the 9 digit number in the next box.' "Oh yeah, I see now. Alright, I have to call a manager to verify all this and walk you out."

SO the manager comes over takes 30 seconds, the salesman took 45 minutes, and went to walk out with the gun. I had to let him know I wasn't done shopping yet so he put the gun back in the lock up and told me to call him when I was ready. 10 minutes later after completing my shopping I went back to get it. The manager then walked me out to the front of the building and handed me the gun. I asked what the point was and he told me that it was a measure to make sure some wacko doesn't just buy a gun and shoot up the place. I then informed him that as I was 5 feet in front of the building I could still turn around and shoot up the place if I wanted. He looked a little awkward and foolish and bid me a good day.

So anyway, Now I kept my word to Jon and had an awesome adventure for all around a hundred dollars. Yea for Wally.