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I would hereby like to nominate my father for an honorary Darwin award. No, he didn't get killed (though it was close) and clearly he has managed to pass his genes on (sadly) since I am writing this, but.... well, here are the facts of the matter, decide for yourselves if this warrants one:
In cleaning the garage out for our move, my father found an old rifle belonging to him and my grandfather from when he was young. Not in great condition, but not in the worst condition ever either. Not wanting to go through the hassle of moving it or the legal problems of selling it or keeping it when moving to another state, he contacted the police to turn it in and have it destroyed. So far, I have no major problems with this.
Then he starts putting it right next to the door, as if it was sitting there to use on unwelcome visitors. I note how bad that looks, and he starts to move it over next to the computer table, within arm's reach of where he'll be sitting while waiting for the man. I pointedly note that looks worse, and make him leave it on the coffee table across the room and away from the door.
When the cop shows up to pick it up, my father literally jumps up to try to grab the gun and race it out to him like a hyperactive puppy. (Again, I stopped this.) Does anyone reading this NOT see why that would be a horrible idea?
Afterwards, I explain this to him, and he still doesn't get it. He rolls his eyes at me and thinks I'm paranoid. I explain to him the cop's likely reaction to seeing someone running out to greet him with a rifle in hand. "Aww, you don't let me have any fun, you mean I can't make his heart race a little?" and "he knew he was coming out here to pick up a weapon, I wouldn't have gotten shot..." are his responses.
And this is why I believe my father deserves an honorary Darwin award.
Edited: removed references to shotgun, gun in question was a rifle, for some reason was using the terms interchangeably before but my brain kicked back into gear now.
In cleaning the garage out for our move, my father found an old rifle belonging to him and my grandfather from when he was young. Not in great condition, but not in the worst condition ever either. Not wanting to go through the hassle of moving it or the legal problems of selling it or keeping it when moving to another state, he contacted the police to turn it in and have it destroyed. So far, I have no major problems with this.
Then he starts putting it right next to the door, as if it was sitting there to use on unwelcome visitors. I note how bad that looks, and he starts to move it over next to the computer table, within arm's reach of where he'll be sitting while waiting for the man. I pointedly note that looks worse, and make him leave it on the coffee table across the room and away from the door.
When the cop shows up to pick it up, my father literally jumps up to try to grab the gun and race it out to him like a hyperactive puppy. (Again, I stopped this.) Does anyone reading this NOT see why that would be a horrible idea?
Afterwards, I explain this to him, and he still doesn't get it. He rolls his eyes at me and thinks I'm paranoid. I explain to him the cop's likely reaction to seeing someone running out to greet him with a rifle in hand. "Aww, you don't let me have any fun, you mean I can't make his heart race a little?" and "he knew he was coming out here to pick up a weapon, I wouldn't have gotten shot..." are his responses.
And this is why I believe my father deserves an honorary Darwin award.
Edited: removed references to shotgun, gun in question was a rifle, for some reason was using the terms interchangeably before but my brain kicked back into gear now.