Betty
Member
We've had a new sales rep for the past few weeks. Today she found out that I also work on SWAT magazine, and she said cautiously, while making a finger gun, "SWAT... as in... guns?"
"Yep." (waiting for the big "eew" face)
"Cool! So do you go out to the range?"
"Yep."
"Cool! So do I!"
( I sense a Ladies' Day Out at the range.)
It turns out she has a criminal justice degree. She really liked ballistics, though learning how to figure out what gun the bullet came from was really hard. She said she had quite a bit of range time and enjoyed it. Somehow she ended up taking care of misguided juvies. Her "kids" were gang members and other lost souls who would constantly get into fist fights with each other, do drugs, wind up pregnant, and do all sorts of undesirable things.
And then one day she was transporting a van load of these kids when one of them flips a gang sign at another kid on a street corner. The kid at the corner (around nine years old) opens fire, riddling the van with bullets. My co-worker hits the gas and leaves the area. One of her passengers was grazed on the ear. My co-worker found a safe place to pull over and called the police. The news crews arrived first.
And then she had to split up a fight between two of her boys, and in the process gets punched in the face and knocked out. To top that off, a few days later another one the kids confided to her that he had recently murdered somebody.
So she's not in criminal justice anymore. Her brush with death and helping kids who didn't seem to want help was enough to make her move on.
"Yep." (waiting for the big "eew" face)
"Cool! So do you go out to the range?"
"Yep."
"Cool! So do I!"
( I sense a Ladies' Day Out at the range.)
It turns out she has a criminal justice degree. She really liked ballistics, though learning how to figure out what gun the bullet came from was really hard. She said she had quite a bit of range time and enjoyed it. Somehow she ended up taking care of misguided juvies. Her "kids" were gang members and other lost souls who would constantly get into fist fights with each other, do drugs, wind up pregnant, and do all sorts of undesirable things.
And then one day she was transporting a van load of these kids when one of them flips a gang sign at another kid on a street corner. The kid at the corner (around nine years old) opens fire, riddling the van with bullets. My co-worker hits the gas and leaves the area. One of her passengers was grazed on the ear. My co-worker found a safe place to pull over and called the police. The news crews arrived first.
And then she had to split up a fight between two of her boys, and in the process gets punched in the face and knocked out. To top that off, a few days later another one the kids confided to her that he had recently murdered somebody.
So she's not in criminal justice anymore. Her brush with death and helping kids who didn't seem to want help was enough to make her move on.