When William was transferred to a job in , he was really worried about making friends. On first day in the factory though, everyone was friendly. You should join our softball league," his -worker Richard suggested. "That's a great idea, thanks, but don't have a bat or a glove," William to Richard. Richard jotted down on a piece paper the name and address of a local supply shop nearby. "They will have everything you ," Richard said.

On his day off, William went the sports shop. "Boy, Rich wasn't kidding," William to himself. Not only did they have bats gloves, but also equipment for all kinds of . The store also featured an extensive gun selection. " are toy guns?" William asked. The salesperson shook head. "No, sir. These are all working weapons. have some machetes and knives too if you something more traditional," the salesperson explained.

"No, I came in for some softball equipment," William told salesperson. "Well, you can take home any of lovely rifles or guns along with your softball today," the salesperson continued. "I don't need a ?" William asked. The salesperson shook his head. "There's waiting period?" William asked. The salesperson shook his again. "I don't have to take a safety ?" William asked. He couldn't believe it was so to buy a gun.

"No, sir. It's cash carry here," the salesperson said, "So can I you a fine firearm today?" William shook his . "No, but can I take a picture? My back in New York won't believe it's this to buy a gun here." "Sure, buddy," the said, "I'll even take a picture of you any weapons you want."