Cowled_Wolfe
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Ok, so this is from a few months back, but it got me thinking...
A few months ago, I did some shooting over the weekend... On Monday, it was back to school for more boreducational stuff. I didn't really notice untill the end of the day, walking to the bus on concrete... But my shoe was making a "click, click, click" (no shoebomber jokes)...
So I get on the bus, and check the bottom of my shoe... I'd been walking around with a .22LR shell in my treads all day... In a public school!
That coulda been interesting if it had come loose... ("School finds munitions in hallway!", "Schools: Safe no longer!", [insert headline here].)
So here's the question... Anyone have a wierd post-shoot experience like that? One of those "gee, I really coulda freaked alotta people out" type moments?
Cheers,
Wolfe.
A few months ago, I did some shooting over the weekend... On Monday, it was back to school for more boreducational stuff. I didn't really notice untill the end of the day, walking to the bus on concrete... But my shoe was making a "click, click, click" (no shoebomber jokes)...
So I get on the bus, and check the bottom of my shoe... I'd been walking around with a .22LR shell in my treads all day... In a public school!
That coulda been interesting if it had come loose... ("School finds munitions in hallway!", "Schools: Safe no longer!", [insert headline here].)
So here's the question... Anyone have a wierd post-shoot experience like that? One of those "gee, I really coulda freaked alotta people out" type moments?
Cheers,
Wolfe.