When I came home from work today, I was sorting through the mail, and I noticed that I got a pitch from the National Rifle Association to become a member. I guffawed out loud when I realized what it was.
Bear in mind, I have never used a real firearm in my life. I don’t even recall being particularly interested in toy guns when I was a kid. Not especially opposed or repelled by it, you understand, but it is something that I have no particular interest in, sort like football. I am sure that when I get excited about some of my interests, other peoples’ eyes undoubtedly glaze over in the same way.
In addition to never having used a gun, I also don’t drink or smoke, so from the perspective of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms, I pretty much don’t exist.
I wondered if the NRA was just clueless or if someone was trying some kind of prank. (It wasn’t a “Dear Occupant” thing – it had my name on it.) If it was intended as a prank, it didn’t really work, since I find the whole thing a hoot.
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