Firing a real gun had been in my bucket list for several years, just sitting pretty there, not moving a notch. Looking for new things to do, bf and I decided to finally take it off the list. We made reservations in PB Dionisio, a shooting range and gun shop in Quezon City.
Upon arrival though, we found out that they closed early that day because it was their anniversary. The staff asked us to return the following day. We complained calmly (arguing heatedly with people who work in a gun shop is not a very smart thing to do, you know) and stated that we had an appointment. The party's schedule probably slipped off the mind of the girl who took our reservations through phone. Realizing the mistake, two of the staff offered to accommodate us newbies. They would just go to the party after our session. Bf and I rented a pistol and took turns loading and firing it into our respective target boards.

Upon entering the shooting range, I asked the staff if I could handle the recoil. Like me, you have probably also seen many movies wherein there's a girl (or a wimpy guy) who shoots a gun for the first time in her life and is thrown a few steps back or even falls flat on her butt. Well I didn't want my butt to say hello to the ground, so I had to ask. He reassured me that recoil wasn't like that. True enough, recoil was minimal. The tip of the gun just swung upwards a bit after every shot.