Ambushing Co-Workers Banned

We here at DAW have prided ourselves for some time now in the fact that we ‘used’ our Airsoft Guns at work, every day. We were very involved in reliability testing our weapons under a number of different circumstances. We started shooting targets in the warehouse, then a combat course THROUGH the warehouse. Then we started to test the very limits of our, at the time, gas pistols to see what we could make them do.

For example, one day when Tracy went to the bathroom (and I could tell he wold be in there a while) I popped a round under the door with my Blow Back Airsoft pistol. We discovered that a biodegradable airsoft bb breaks up into 2 – 3 pieces when skipped off marble tile! Fortunately, it does NO damage to the tile. Well, his butt came about 2 inches off the seat and pieces landed in his underwear.  OK, this was FUNNY all the way around.

Well, we escalated back and forth, until the day I escalated the ‘at work’ arms race and added an Airsoft AEG. A new lesson we learned is that airsoft bb’s bounce nicely off the ceiling of the bathroom and explode against the far wall. That would be the wall directly in front of the urinal. Tracy discovered this one day during a PERCEIVED cease fire. Clearly, he was wrong.

Well, we have grown some over the last year. During that time Tracy got very good at barricading himself in the bathroom. However, we discovered that some people do not find the humor in it all. I mean COME ON . . . an Airsoft Claymore Mine going off as you walk by the copier?? That is HYSTERICAL. However, Tracy and I talked long and hard about it and we discovered that not everyone shares our, well, adolescent senses of humor. Not everyone thinks that having to reconnoiter the parking lot before getting out of your car is something that is part of a job description.

So, after long thought, ambushing co-workers at DAW has been banned, and this is a good thing. We now have a lot more time ‘productive’ for blogging, working, and all the mundane things that had let to the boredom that started the ambushing in the first place. So we shoot in the warehouse at boring old targets.

However . . . I know that bastard Tracy is planning something. I’ll bet he is going to get me coming out of the house early one morning. Just like him, and that’s why I love the guy!