Alright so everyone knows that I have cancer. I’m gonna get it cut out next week with chemo following. So I was on my way to the store to get some of the protein powder and drinks that will be my diet for a year, when the gun store I go by every single day started calling my name. The parking lot was empty, so I felt like it would be a sin not to go in and meander the used case in peace. Wouldn’t ya know it never works out that way. Now I’m in a gun store, I’ve got my eye on a really good deal, when in walks this bald guy with jailhouse tatts all over. He starts acting up. The employees tell him to leave. The usual banter ensues. My day would have been ruined had I not found another 9mm Ruger for $200. Now I’m ready for anything, even protein drinks. Does this happen to anyone else?