So I was at work, and where I work there are only two people in the office, my boss and me. He was on the phone in his office when the second line rang, so I answered it.
As soon as I finished the phone call I heard the front door to the office open (I'm in the back), so I get up to see who it is, pausing long enough to grab the note about the call I had just taken.
As I turn to walk to the front of the office, (where my boss' office is) I see a large gentlemen head into my boss' office and what is it I see in his hand...? A mother fucking gun.
And what is my first thought? "Ah jesus christ I don't want to get shot today!" >.> As in if he wanted to reschedule for tomorrow that would be far more convenient for my schedule.
So I stand there debating what time I could schedule to be shot tomorrow, he just heads on into my boss' office and takes a seat. I finally manage to see the mans face and realize its my boss' father,
and once I realized that I processed the fact that he wasn't holding the gun right to be able to fire, as well it looked like an antique WW2 gun, perhaps German.