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Yesterday my daughter’s employer had a Sporting Clays event at at a nearby resort area.
Shoot a round.
Eat dinner.
Open bar.
All on the companies dime.
She really wanted me to go with her, despite the fact I haven’t hunted small game or even fired a shotgun in 30 years.
With my current employment situation I really didn’t want to go.
More than anything I didn’t want to embarrass myself or worse, embarrass her.
Luckily our squad consisted of 2 middle aged women, one woman’s beau, Daughter, and myself.
I wound up top shooter on our squad with my daughter coming in second. In spite of the fact it was her first time even holding a shotgun.
All in all I had a good time.
Got to spend time with “My little girl”, had fun, ate a good dinner, drank a couple cold ones.
A day well spent.
Now I have to start looking for a shotgun.
She enjoyed it and wants to try some more.
I’ve got a Trius Trap.
Shoot a round.
Eat dinner.
Open bar.
All on the companies dime.
She really wanted me to go with her, despite the fact I haven’t hunted small game or even fired a shotgun in 30 years.
With my current employment situation I really didn’t want to go.
More than anything I didn’t want to embarrass myself or worse, embarrass her.
Luckily our squad consisted of 2 middle aged women, one woman’s beau, Daughter, and myself.
I wound up top shooter on our squad with my daughter coming in second. In spite of the fact it was her first time even holding a shotgun.
All in all I had a good time.
Got to spend time with “My little girl”, had fun, ate a good dinner, drank a couple cold ones.
A day well spent.
Now I have to start looking for a shotgun.
She enjoyed it and wants to try some more.
I’ve got a Trius Trap.
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