Texans Beware! Inexperience, lack of concentration!

I noticed today that next to Starbucks on Texas Ave in College Station, TX, there is a gun range. I had a vision of me walking in there with propeller idling atop colorful beanie and caramel machiatto chilling my hand, seeing the blur of checkered flannel as I'm overwhelmed by rounds from behind the counter, ducking, squealing and pleading for my life still only a step away from the safety of the parking lot.

Instead I was immediately greeted by a latex gloved man (hey, what kind of club is this...) with brown stains on his fingertips (oh, I'll have the sani-probe with a shot of wheatgrass, is Claude working today?) They don't offer walk-in lessons (well, maybe you'll listen to my little friend). Actually I was there with a friend who is rather short, and they didnt' listen to him either, no lessons today. Of course, we could have just forgotten the lesson all together and bought an hour of lane time and rented a couple of pea shooters, what could possibly go wront. Now the race is on to find a place to shoot handguns this week. Should be terrifying.