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sparkindarkness) wrote2009-03-17 04:13 pm
sparkindarkness) wrote2009-03-17 04:13 pm
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Just another day at the office...
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...)
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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The client put it down. It was simple from that point not to tuuch it or even stand near it and wait until an expert came to pick it up. I have no need to learn how to use a gun than I need to learn how to safely handle a bomb. Thankfully in Britain I am about equally as likely to come into a contact with a bomb as I am a gun.
I'll keep my fear of guns and it's not really something I'm going to spend time learning about - because the time wouldn't be well spent - even if I could find a place that would and could legally teach me the ins and outs of a handgun. I'll just give thanks that I live somewhere where needing to know how to dispose of firearms safely is as widely useful as needing to know how to dispose of a bomb