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| - I get it...I really do!
Recently I took at little trip to Vegas for a bachelor party, days before...one, by one my friends dropped out (lame.) I haven't had a vacation in five years...so I needed this outing! loaded up the car and drove down to Vegas solo. If I'm gonna go alone, then I'm doing this my way! I'M GOING SHOOTING!!!
I finally find a range that's open on Sunday's....but man did I drive around to find it. Aldebaran is an industrial street that stops and starts several times behind the strip. Because I'm not a Vegas local, I did a lot of driving in circles.
Once I found the spot, I unloaded my gear, and headed for the the entrance. Walking up I see people that look more touristy, than ready to shoot...hmm. I go inside and see what looks like the lounge area for BJ's...hard wood floors, track lighting, and people sitting there, on ipads...uh oh..
The employees were nice enough, young ladies dressed in little hot pants, and drop leg holsters...going for the Tomb Raider look. Marketing, I get it, and there is a niche market for people that want to feel like they've shot their dream weapon. However the look of shock was priceless when I came into the facility with a small arsenal...those girls eyes bucked. One comes up to me with trepidation and asked, "Um whats in the case?" I happily tell her ; an AR-15, Tactical shotgun, modified M44, a 9mm, and a .40cal Smith and Wesson *smile*
At this point, the manager comes swooping from the back, and politely ask, " You're not from around here... are you?" Nope!...I'm here to shoot. Politely I was told about a true shooting range...they were nice enough though, I took a picture, and bought a t-shirt
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