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What is the dumbest thing you've seen/heard in a gun shop?
- Thread starter Hasselhoss
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Finally found me an AR15 at a LGS and had an excellent price, $600 out the door which included a nice Nikon scope. When I went to check out the owner asked me if I wanted any extra "clips"!!!! Put the rifle down and walked out the door, dang if I was gonna buy anything from somebody that ignorant about guns and gun parts.
I'm not 100% sure but I think georgia357 was making a joke. Might be wrong but it won't be the first time.
I'm not 100% sure but I think georgia357 was making a joke. Might be wrong but it won't be the first time.
Sarcasm is hard to read.
A Blond??
Yep, sure is. I did figure that the price otd w/nikon scope would be a dead giveaway. There's gotta be a sarcasm icon some where.
That is some funny stuff right there.
one of the young boys at franklin's told me that he'd prefer a sw sigma 40 over a glock since sw has been around longer so they make a better gun and their customer service was better.
I was once the range safety officer at my department's range for a charity pistol shoot. I won't name the organization that was hosting it, as it was for a good cause and the department had volunteered the range and the firearms instructor's time as RSOs. We were settling down for a string of fire and I gave to the command to load and make ready (I was running a cold range for this event, not being sure of the participant's skill levels). Then I fell back on habit, calling what I normally would for this string of fire on a hot range, and said "You may press check at this time if needed." An older gentleman on the line with a revolver paused, then flipped the revolver around and pointed it at his face so he could see the front of the cylinder. Before I or any of the other RSO's could react, he faced it back forwards and said "Yup, I'm loaded."
After the blood returned to my face, I stood everyone down, had them holster up, and had a little side chat to show him how to check if his revolver is loaded safely.
Long before that, I was at the Redlands WMA range. This was early 90s or so; and there wasn't ever a ranger present, folks just brought whatever was laying around out to the range and shot it. Trash barrels, washing machines, whatever. When you sat in the outhouse, your way was lit by sunlight streaming through the myriad bullet holes in the walls. If you went during the week, you'd usually have the place to yourself; but on weekends, it was a motley assortment of the shooting public, usually inebriated. I had just gotten an $80 gun show SKS and had spent the afternoon seeing what it would do out to 100 yards and had had the place to myself. As I was loading my last stripper clip, a truck pulled up and two large older gentlemen got out. We nodded hello at each other and they started unloading their stuff onto one of the benches. As I got ready to shoot, one of them piped up "You got you one of them commie guns, huh? You outta get an american gun, like mine!" as he pointed to his A2 on the bench. I smiled and nodded and got back to shooting. I fired off two rounds when I heard him yelling: "I can't stand that sound, I can't stand that sound!" He hopped up and lifted up his shirt to reveal a large scar on his stomach. "I got shot by one of them in Vietnam! I can't stand that sound!"
I quickly packed my stuff and let them have the range. I figure it wasn't too long before he saw me in black pajamas with a conical rice hat on.
After the blood returned to my face, I stood everyone down, had them holster up, and had a little side chat to show him how to check if his revolver is loaded safely.
Long before that, I was at the Redlands WMA range. This was early 90s or so; and there wasn't ever a ranger present, folks just brought whatever was laying around out to the range and shot it. Trash barrels, washing machines, whatever. When you sat in the outhouse, your way was lit by sunlight streaming through the myriad bullet holes in the walls. If you went during the week, you'd usually have the place to yourself; but on weekends, it was a motley assortment of the shooting public, usually inebriated. I had just gotten an $80 gun show SKS and had spent the afternoon seeing what it would do out to 100 yards and had had the place to myself. As I was loading my last stripper clip, a truck pulled up and two large older gentlemen got out. We nodded hello at each other and they started unloading their stuff onto one of the benches. As I got ready to shoot, one of them piped up "You got you one of them commie guns, huh? You outta get an american gun, like mine!" as he pointed to his A2 on the bench. I smiled and nodded and got back to shooting. I fired off two rounds when I heard him yelling: "I can't stand that sound, I can't stand that sound!" He hopped up and lifted up his shirt to reveal a large scar on his stomach. "I got shot by one of them in Vietnam! I can't stand that sound!"
I quickly packed my stuff and let them have the range. I figure it wasn't too long before he saw me in black pajamas with a conical rice hat on.
At Hodges Army Navy in Marietta. A couple girls are in there dressed like strippers, one is buying a garrison hat and looking at a 9mm keyring bullets, she balked at the price. Then the clerk shows her a box of 9mm corbons. As the clerk is getting her another box I have to ask-What are you getting those for? She said she is going to be in a music video and wants to decorate the hat with the bullets!
