At my club today I was introduced by a friend to a lady who asked what I do for a living. I told her that I was a retired cop and that I now make leather holsters and accessories.
The nice lady spoke at some length about her hatred of guns, her belief that no one should have guns, and that guns are only good for killing people.
After listening to her politely, I told her that many of my guns appeared to be defective, since they had never killed anyone, including several that I have owned for over 30 years, and that I intended to complain to the manufacturers immediately.
I enjoyed the conversation, probably more than she did.