Just another day at the office...

[sparkindarkness]

Sitting there merrily sticking pins in the little dollies of some of my more special clients (mental note: must stop this before Mad Secretary starts trying to steal their hair) when in walks a new client - Ms G.

Ms G has a problem. She needs to get rid of something very important. Curious I ask what.

"Why, this." She replies and reaches into her handbag and puts a handgun on my desk.

A gun. On my desk.

At this point I can be found clinging to the light fixtures. I don't do guns. I am blissfully happy that Britain's gun laws mean that even though I am a defence lawyer in one of Britain's most crime plagues cities I So very very rarely come into contact with firearms.

And now there's a GUN ON MY DESK!!!

"I don't think it's loaded, but I'm not sure.." she said and STARTS FIDDLING WITH IT!

There's a possibly loaded gun on my desk!

AND a clueless moron is POKING this POSSIBLY LOADED GUN! Which is ON MY DESK!



Suddenly all my crazy clients look so much better. At least this don't drop freaking FIREARMS on my desk!





And to add: HEY, senior partners? Do we have NO security here at all?! (Well no, we don't. I suppose people don't regularly bring FIREARMS TO MY OFFICE!!!! but still, maybe we could get some...)

Comments

the question i have is

[makarov.livejournal.com]

was it a revolver or a semi-auto ?

Re: the question i have is

[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

It was a GUN! And it was ON MY DESK. Other identification at the time was eclipsed by it's GUNNISHNESS and presence on my DESK where guns SHOULD NOT BE.

However, I think it was an auto since it didn't have a drum.

Re: the question i have is

[makarov.livejournal.com]

cylinder

Re: the question i have is

[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

circle thingy

Re: the question i have is

[makarov.livejournal.com]

round thing where ya put the bullets

*offers you a glass of Tennessee holy water to calm your nerves*

Re: the question i have is

[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

American whiskey? Ewwww *is calmed by sheer shock at the idea*

I live in the British Isles. If I drink this stuff I get attacked by a mob of angry Scots. It is known.