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...)

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[cazmanian-minx.livejournal.com]

Good grief. My mother did something similar actually (though not in a crazy lady kind of way, obviously...) - after Dad died she found a couple of guns at the bottom of his tennis sweater drawer that she knew definitely weren't his shotguns (which were licensed and locked up correctly). So her brother asked a retired policeman friend of his to go round and take a look and this guy turned up, obviously having been told something along the lines of 'It sounds like she's found an air rifle and freaked out, could you go round and reassure her?'

Mum opened up the drawer and the ex-policeman went white to the roots of his hair - semi-automatic machine guns, probably brought back from his national service stint, fighting in the Mau Mau rebellion in Kenya! They got hastily donated to the Royal Gloucesters Museum!

[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

I'd have hit the roof! You'd have found me running through the streets having the screaming meemies "machines guns in my house! MACHINES GUNS!!"