The local college is having a career fair today (with a pretty dismal booth number, but that's beside the point). What's more, my mother has threatened to disown me if I don't go, so, dismal booth number and all, off I go. And the policy for CCW on campus is so convoluted I don't think I want to try it. Which kinda stinks because the new 642 fits so nice in the front pocket of my dress khakis...
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I have fun with that when the ambulance calls on days I'm not scheduled.
As I start to walk out the door, "whoops, the hospital might frown on the GLOCK going with me."
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