In 1985 I was attending college and needed a part time job. I applied, and got the job as a security guard at a local family owned electronics store. I couldn't believe it.
This jerk who was one of the co- owners was paying me just over minimum wage. I had to buy my own uniforms and weapon. I sprung for the uniform.
His store was getting robbed quite frequently and this security post was now armed. All the employees in the store wanted to see my weapon because of the extremely long length of the barrel. I refused on all requests to pull my weapon out of its holster. I cited safety reasons.
Several months later the owner and I were coming out of the warehouse. We saw inside the main store that the clerk at the camera counter was being robbed. The owner said to me, "Pull your weapon out and shoot that SOB." I refused to as I replied, "Now is not the time, it's no good." The owner kept ordering me to pull my weapon out and shoot the assailant. I continued to refuse his orders. A physical struggle ensued between the owner and me. He kept trying to get my gun out of my holster.
Finally, I let him have it. The owner pointed the weapon at the assailant and attempted to pull the trigger. But, the trigger didn't work. It was frozen in place. The owner was now screaming, "What the hell is the matter with this gun?" He kept yelling this repeatedly at me as he continued to struggle with the trigger.
Finally, the owner turned the gun around and looked at the end of the barrel. He yelled, "This gun barrel is plugged! This ain't a real friggin' gun!" I responded, "No fooling you."
The robber had got away.
Shortly, in the aftermath, two police officers arrived on scene. They laughed hysterically at seeing that my gun was only a replica.
Yes, it is true, my barrel was all plugged up.
Of course I was fired on the spot.
This jerk who was one of the co- owners was paying me just over minimum wage. I had to buy my own uniforms and weapon. I sprung for the uniform.
His store was getting robbed quite frequently and this security post was now armed. All the employees in the store wanted to see my weapon because of the extremely long length of the barrel. I refused on all requests to pull my weapon out of its holster. I cited safety reasons.
Several months later the owner and I were coming out of the warehouse. We saw inside the main store that the clerk at the camera counter was being robbed. The owner said to me, "Pull your weapon out and shoot that SOB." I refused to as I replied, "Now is not the time, it's no good." The owner kept ordering me to pull my weapon out and shoot the assailant. I continued to refuse his orders. A physical struggle ensued between the owner and me. He kept trying to get my gun out of my holster.
Finally, I let him have it. The owner pointed the weapon at the assailant and attempted to pull the trigger. But, the trigger didn't work. It was frozen in place. The owner was now screaming, "What the hell is the matter with this gun?" He kept yelling this repeatedly at me as he continued to struggle with the trigger.
Finally, the owner turned the gun around and looked at the end of the barrel. He yelled, "This gun barrel is plugged! This ain't a real friggin' gun!" I responded, "No fooling you."
The robber had got away.
Shortly, in the aftermath, two police officers arrived on scene. They laughed hysterically at seeing that my gun was only a replica.
Yes, it is true, my barrel was all plugged up.
Of course I was fired on the spot.