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Last year in Denver, with a few friends visiting from out of town, early one morning and without much thought and no other plans we headed out to the range.
Upon returning home, the idea of eating food sounded like a real good idea. I drew short straw to walk the 50' into the Deli and pay for lunch. I chose to leave my weapon in the truck, (because 6 Denver PD traffic motorcycles were parked outside), but I was still wearing boots, pants, holster, and left side ammo pounch.
Upon leaving the counter with 4 sandwhich combos and drinks in hand, the youngest of the officers asked me why I was wearing a holster and ammo pounch. Looking around the table I recognized 4 of the officers, assuming they put the young one up to it in asking the question. I said, "We wanted to eat before we hit the bank accross town, my friends are outside in the truck loading magazines."
His eyes lit up. I'm standing there holding an arm load of food, he doesn't know what to do. A long 5 second pause, the older officers start laughing and introduce me to the kid.
I tell him I can teach him to shoot better. He looks around at his lunch buddies, alot of heads go up and down, and you can hear "Yep", in stero.
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