Cute Farm Animals
Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:15 pm
Here's a true story my wife told me just this evening as we were heading out to the range. I couldn't resist telling you guys about it.
She works at our local historical society and museum.
At work, a few days ago, she spotted four small, metal animals sitting on one of her colleague's desk. There was a small chicken, a pig, a turkey and a ram. My wife casually asked the woman, "Those are neat. Where did you get them?"
"Oh! Somebody donated these farm animals. They're examples of some of the last products produced by [a local foundry] before it closed down. "Aren't they cute?" the woman said as she toyed with them, all lined up in a row along the edge of her desk.
My wife picked up the chicken, took a good look at it and said, "Ummm... I think they're targets."
With a shocked and surprised look on her face the woman said, "No, they're not!"
"My husband shoots at animals just like these every week at the firing range", my wife countered. She flips it over and, there on the back, in cast letters, it says, N.R.A. -- 22 Cal.
Long story short: Those "cute farm animals" disappeared off the woman's desk shortly after that conversation.
It gets funnier every time I think about it!
She works at our local historical society and museum.
At work, a few days ago, she spotted four small, metal animals sitting on one of her colleague's desk. There was a small chicken, a pig, a turkey and a ram. My wife casually asked the woman, "Those are neat. Where did you get them?"
"Oh! Somebody donated these farm animals. They're examples of some of the last products produced by [a local foundry] before it closed down. "Aren't they cute?" the woman said as she toyed with them, all lined up in a row along the edge of her desk.
My wife picked up the chicken, took a good look at it and said, "Ummm... I think they're targets."
With a shocked and surprised look on her face the woman said, "No, they're not!"
"My husband shoots at animals just like these every week at the firing range", my wife countered. She flips it over and, there on the back, in cast letters, it says, N.R.A. -- 22 Cal.
Long story short: Those "cute farm animals" disappeared off the woman's desk shortly after that conversation.
It gets funnier every time I think about it!