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No, really... it WAS funny.
So Grishnav and I decided to meet-up in the parking lot of Lloyd Center Mall and car-pool into downtown to split the cost of parking at the garage. Since traffic was bad and he was running late I decided to get out, and walk to the corner so he could just swoop in and grab me to save time. As I'm approaching the corner I begin to dial my phone to call grishnav to tell him where to find me.
JUST as the phone starts to ring, a Portland Police officer pulls up in the left turn lane to my 4 0'clock:
O: Excuse me, Sir...?
M: Yes?
O: You may want to cover that up.
M: I'm prohibited by law.
O: Really? Do, uh, do you have a permit?
M: Nope! That's why it's prohibited by law...
O: Huh... is it loaded?
M: Nope! (Grishnav answers and I begin to inform him where to find me. While doing so I pivot around so the officr can see the empty hole where the magazine would be)
O: (After waiting for me to finish the call...mebbe 10-15 seconds) so...can I ask you a question?
M: Sure.
O: Why do you carry a gun?
M: Same reason you do...to protect myself.
O: But....what's the point if you don't have it loaded?
M: Um...(thinking here)...I guess the best way to say it is that I'm illustrating absurdity with absurdity! ( I was prepared at this point to launch into a diatribe about the state recognising my right to carry for self protection, yet mitigating that right by allowing political sub-divisions the ability to force me to keep it un-loaded)
O: (Chuckles) OK. Well... have a nice day! (I'm assuming this meant I he understood what i meant by the absurdity of the above situation)
M: You too!
Light changes, he gives a parting wave, makes his turn and drives away.
No, really... it WAS funny.
So Grishnav and I decided to meet-up in the parking lot of Lloyd Center Mall and car-pool into downtown to split the cost of parking at the garage. Since traffic was bad and he was running late I decided to get out, and walk to the corner so he could just swoop in and grab me to save time. As I'm approaching the corner I begin to dial my phone to call grishnav to tell him where to find me.
JUST as the phone starts to ring, a Portland Police officer pulls up in the left turn lane to my 4 0'clock:
O: Excuse me, Sir...?
M: Yes?
O: You may want to cover that up.
M: I'm prohibited by law.
O: Really? Do, uh, do you have a permit?
M: Nope! That's why it's prohibited by law...
O: Huh... is it loaded?
M: Nope! (Grishnav answers and I begin to inform him where to find me. While doing so I pivot around so the officr can see the empty hole where the magazine would be)
O: (After waiting for me to finish the call...mebbe 10-15 seconds) so...can I ask you a question?
M: Sure.
O: Why do you carry a gun?
M: Same reason you do...to protect myself.
O: But....what's the point if you don't have it loaded?
M: Um...(thinking here)...I guess the best way to say it is that I'm illustrating absurdity with absurdity! ( I was prepared at this point to launch into a diatribe about the state recognising my right to carry for self protection, yet mitigating that right by allowing political sub-divisions the ability to force me to keep it un-loaded)
O: (Chuckles) OK. Well... have a nice day! (I'm assuming this meant I he understood what i meant by the absurdity of the above situation)
M: You too!
Light changes, he gives a parting wave, makes his turn and drives away.