Same Discussion, Different Day

After my day of wildlife encounters a couple of days ago Jason and I wound up re-hashing the same discussion we’ve had several times. It is the “Melissa should be comfortable toting around a gun” discussion. There are so many ironic aspects of this discussion it is hard to point them all out. However our favorite one, and the one Jason and I laugh about, is the fact that we have stereotype reversal going on. I am supposed to be the gun crazy American (2nd Amendment or die!!) while Jason is supposed to be the pacifist, gun control favoring Canadian. However in our discussions Jason is the gun toting advocate while I resist.

Our discussion always goes something like this:

Me: I was just chased in the pasture by a skunk

Jason: WHAT?? You realize it was probably rabid right? (side note, all critters on our farm are vaccinated for rabies from horses to goats)

Me: Of course I realize that. What is your point?

Jason: My point?? (asked in an incredulous tone) My point is you needed to shoot it!

Me: With what?

Jason: With the rifle you should have

Me: So you think I should just carry a rifle around with me all the time? (note this question is always asked in a heavily sarcastic tone)

Jason: Yes. (note he always says this like in a serious manner while I give him a WTF look)

Me: That would be very handy, carrying a rifle around in my hands. It wouldn’t be in my way even a little bit.

Jason: Put it in a holder.

Me: Will you please be serious for a minute. I’m not walking around with a rifle strapped to my back. (I’m usually sounding pretty irritated by this point)

Jason: (in an innocent tone like he cannot fathom why I would ask this question) Why not?

And we go ’round and ’round with this discussion. I usually point out that he doesn’t walk around armed so therefore I don’t understand why he thinks *I* should be doing so. He usually just glosses over that comment and conveniently doesn’t respond. Apparently rabid skunks and such only bother females in his world.

The bottom line is I don’t want to shoot anything if I can pass that job off to someone else. I fully admit this is a huge double standard on my part but nonetheless passing the buck is my preferred approach for these situations. This time around Jason conspired with my dad (who agrees with Jason in this discussion?!) and apparently I am now the proud owner of a .410 shotgun that I am expected to use the next time I am chased by a skunk. I have news for them, you can lead a horse to water . . .

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Wiz and Sebastian