Now, I was buying a piece of hardware to protect myself from something that I was not afraid of. The threshold stood before me, it was not too late to turn back. My wife and I walked into the store and Todd gave us his usual friendly greeting.
"I am here to pick up the Bersa". I told Todd.
He placed several sheets of paper before me, one a small white sheet with a legal waiver. It stated that I had been educated by the seller as to the safety features of the handgun and that I would not hold the seller responsible for injuries sustained to myself or others by the weapon. The second sheet, yellow in color, looked like a background check questionnaire. I started at the top, and filled in all of my personal info. A series of check boxes asked if I had ever been institutionalized, if I was a U.S. Citizen, if I had ever been convicted of a felony.
"Has anyone ever checked the "I have been convicted of a felony check box"? I asked Todd. "Yes, people have, they are disqualified immediately. One guy looked up from the paper at me and said, well, I have not been convicted yet, does that count? And besides, the bitch had it coming to her. Needless to say, we did not give him the gun. Another time a guy checked the box and said, yeah, I got convicted, does that automatically knock me out of it? When we said yes, he replied, well all I did was kick a cop once. We denied him too".
This made me feel better about the gun store. I also noticed that a restraining order was enough to nix the gun sale, also a warm fuzzy builder for me.
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