Crack! Johnny sighed after he hit the last baseball. He was in batting cages at a local sporting goods store and decided to go home. It was a long afternoon and he wanted to rest before he started his shift the next day.
On Johnny's way out to his truck he noticed Chet standing at the shooting range. He thought, Oh, I didn't know Chet could shoot. I wonder how good he is. I'm gonna find out.
Johnny approached Chet and said, "Hey Chet! How's it going?"
"Oh! Johnny! Um... great! What brings you here?"
"I was just at the batting cages. I was going home when I saw you here. How about you? Do you shoot?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Well, let me see your skills."
Chet grabbed a gun, aimed and fired.
"Huh, you didn't even hit the target." Johnny said as a young boy ran up next to them with his dad.
The boy aimed, shot, and hit the bulls-eye like a natural. Chet's jaw dropped.
"Look daddy, that man didn't even hit the target."
The tall man whispered in the boy's ear, "Son, it's not polite to embarrass people."
The man nicely smiled at Chet before walking off. Without a word, Johnny smiled and patted Chet on the back and walked away. Chet was speechless. He was just going to pretend that never happened. He could only hope Johnny wouldn't tell the guys; he would never hear the end of it.
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