Whenever I hear a loud noise I always open fire on somebody.
DAMN, you too?
I stopped flinching at loud noises, cannon fire, and fireworks after working as an officer in NY’s prison system for 25 years, not to mention firing weapons at the range each year for qualification. I think the one part of my time behind bars that got me used to loud noises was the time I spent in the messhall at Auburn prison early in my career. The messhall there was extremely large, had cathedral ceilings, and the noise just reverberated through the place. Back then inmates ate off of metal trays, and inevitably, someone would knock over a whole stack of those trays, and they’d clatter loudly. The noise was so loud and resounding, that initially it startled me, but as time went on, whenever it happened, you stopped reacting to it. The inmates would even cheer whenever it happened, poking fun at the guy who caused it to happen.
By firing across the lap of another cop and through the door.