Before we went on an overseas trip, my hubby and I wanted to go to the range and shoot since we'd be without our weapons for two weeks. My mother expressed interest in going, so we invited her along and she accepted. She hadn't shot a pistol before (only a shotgun) and seemed both excited and nervous so we gave her basic rules to follow before we ever got to the range, and repeated the rules again when we got there. They ran something along the lines of, "Don't point the gun at anything you don't want to shoot, treat every gun as if it is loaded, always keep the gun pointed downrange, when you are done shooting put the gun on the bench and step back," and more.
We got there, got her hearing and eye protection and took her into the pistol range. I should mention that the guy at the desk said no one else was on the range and if we didn't want to use the hearing protection we didn't have to unless someone else entered the range. This was bad because my mother kept wanting to remove her hearing protection to tell us something (that's right, she needed to remove her protection to SAY something, not hear it). After my husband politely told her to keep her hearing protection ON many times, he finally barked, "KEEP YOUR EARS ON!" and she didn't touch them again.
So we get up to the line and he tells her to pick up his Taurus PT92, explaining that since it is a large gun chambered in a smaller caliber, it will barely kick and to not be afraid of it because it is, indeed, fun to shoot.
She picks it up and he explains where to put her hands and why (slides nicking your thumb can hurt like heck), shows her how to aim, and tells her that after she shoots the first round the trigger will move into single action. We had previously explained to her in the car what the difference between single and double action was, and why it was very important to keep the gun facing downrange at all times but especially in single action. He notes once again that the trigger will function as a hair trigger and would go off at the slightest tap.
She readied herself, took quite a bit of time to aim, and shot the first round pretty near the white.

What she did next caused panic, alarm, and yelling from both me and my husband. She turned around, waving the gun back and forth in excitement going, "I shot it! I shot it!"

My husband swooped down on her, grabbed her hand and pointed the gun back downrange while scolding her. Almost immediately after the gun was pointed where it should be, the gun fired again. My mother looked surprised and goes, "Oh! It shot!"
That was definitely the moment we realized she hadn't listened to ANYTHING we'd said. We repeated this scenario several times before she learned not to turn around after every shot.

She could have shot either one of us during her "dance of excitement" and thank goodness no one else was in there to witness it or become a target, either. Needless to say, we aren't taking her shooting again with us anytime soon. Next time we're feeling suicidal we'll give her a call.