Cracker: Being there is everything. Having your bags is a nice bonus
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Until the introduction of x-ray machines for NZ domestic air flights, sport-pistol shooters traveling to away-competitions used to take their gun cases on board as carry-on baggage all the time.
About twenty years ago my father took a case of police firearms (four or five pistols) on a domestic flight from Auckland to Wellington. No ammunition, but he just showed them his ID and the contents of the case.
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JA,
Winner, maybe, for the most bizarre use of DYKW I am...
A friend of mine used to work in the 'special' back bar of Mermaids in Wellington. A very well known, and very senior sportscaster was denied entry to said bar for being too drunk and when challenged went in to an extended 'Don't you know who I am!' rant... um yes we know who you are, but do you want everyone else to know who you are? Really?
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"About twenty years ago my father took a case of police firearms (four or five pistols) on a domestic flight from Auckland to Wellington"
Your point is cops 'used to' get away with any fracken thing they liked, we know, we know.
"NZ domestic air flights, sport-pistol shooters traveling to away-competitions used to take their gun cases on board as carry-on baggage all the time."
That's just fracken wrong, but representative of pistol shooters attitudes to THEIR perceived rights.
You wanna met the guys who should have guns? Go to a pistol club and watch the fat guys do barrel rolls with their Glocks out and safey off. -
Ahhh - that was ment to be shouldn't have guns ... my Kingdom for a correction button.
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I also saw a very prominent MP and supposed Champion of the Working Classes behave in similar fashion to a Auckland University low-level staffer who was unable to tell him where a meeting was.
And the best DYKWIA? slap-down ever. Labour regularly conferences at the Bruce Mason in Takapuna, which is a bonanza for local cafes. The Better Half and I were having lunch in one of these fine (and very busy) establishments when a certain high profile MP stalked up to the front of a long line and started to order...
Only to be cut off with a polite but firm, "Sorry, I'm serving this person {who was wearing a rather splendid red rosette, BTW} and there is a queue..."
And then came the fatal "Do you know..."
"Yes I do, and you're at the wrong end of the line."
She stormed out on a stream of, shall we say, most unparliamentary language.
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Oh the vanity of Labour Cabinet Ministers. In a previous incarnation as Chair of NZAF I was giving an official welcome to the PM, the Mayor, other worthies at a fund-raiser in Auckland, all of whom were on the list I'd been provided. A certain Cabinet minister (go on, guess...) had decided to join the official party at the last minute without letting me or anyone else know, and stood at the back of the room.
He immediately came up afterwards and attacked me for not acknowledging him and his immense contribution of time to our cause.I just hope he becomes a piece of left luggage one day .
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