Tales of idiot fun store employees.
Had one guy at Walmart tell me all steel case was banned after they stopped the import of 5.45 surplus. I tell him this and all I get is a dumb look and a ..OK.
>inb4 Walmart a shit
The best experiences with clerks I've had has been at Gander Mountain and Fleet Farm... Seriously, they're always fun, nice, and know shit. Every time I go to fun shops they're always ass hats. I really do wish I could give local shops business but until they aren't angry retarded old guys that run them all I'm going to avoid them like the plague.
Big chains are amicable because they're paid to be amicable don't depend on sales for their wages - at least not directly.
The tradeoff is that their prices are fucking retarded through the roof to rip off the ignorant with too much money.
I once got kicked out of a gunstore for asking if they had any 20 gauge.
Guy asked me if I needed help with anything, I asked for 20ga, he tells me it doesn't exist, and then asked me to leave.
When buying my first handgun or at least looking into it at first, I asked about the Beretta M9 in the case and asked to look it over and feel it and such. I then asked the man his opinion on it and he instantly became offensive about my question and began to spout off about his "Glawks" and then showed me how he carried 2 glocks, and 2 mags for each along with his knife and flashlight. After spouting off about this, my buddy was looking at a Ruger SR40 and asked his opinion about that. He then started talking about capacity and having enough magazines for "Jamal and his friends rolling up in an impala" I shit you not, he created this entire scenario about "Jamal and his friends" going on a rant about stress, their weapons, and what if more showed up. Safe to say, after leaving there, I ordered my Beretta 92A1 and have laughed every day since because I will never go back to that price gouging store even if that man has been fired BECAUSE of that very reason.
A guy tried to tell me ALICE packs were rare and hard to come by in an attempt to sell me one (already have one, looking for accessories), no ALICE accessory/addon was under 10 dollars, and all the packs were crusty and covered in sweat stains and had holes in them, he wanted 60 bucks a piece for the packs.
> in LGS buying ammo.
> listen to some lady helping buy a pistol for her daughter.
> clerk tells her that daughter has to buy gun.
>lady says she is buying it. Just not paying for it. And daughter knows shit about guns.
> daughter says she doesn't want a clip.
> mom say its a magazine.
> clerk calls it a clip.
> mom corrects clerk
>mom tells daughter she'll get more shots with a magazine.
>mfw the clerk keeps calling it a clip.
A few years back I had an employee drop the "clip" bomb on me. In reference to a Tec-9, no less. And no, I don't live in da ghetto.
I don't know, my local Rural King seems to have decent prices. YMMV, of course.
>it's an isotope of hydrogen
>isotope of hydrogen
I've only run into two. The first was a twenty-something that didn't know how transfers from Internet sellers worked.
The second was an old man who runs a hole-in-the-wall shop who refused to accept any answer but "It's Obama's fault" for why certain ammunition locally is such a pain in the ass.
I worked at a big box as a FFLD. It was great. We all had good times. The only problems I had was with an overweight ex cop, and a stock boy in my section who was....special. He thought about carrying a katana and would tell new to guns customers to get a shotgun because the CLICK CLACK would scare them away.
Nice boy, just...special. The worst I had were lib customers from California (Austin Texas) and hippys. I have a story containing both ill greentext.
Tritium (/?trJti?m/ or /?trJ?i?m/; symbol T or 3H, also known as hydrogen-3) is a radioactive isotope of hydrogen. The nucleus of tritium (sometimes called a triton) contains one proton and two neutrons, whereas the nucleus of protium (by far the most abundant hydrogen isotope) contains one proton and no neutrons. Naturally occurring tritium is extremely rare on Earth, where trace amounts are formed by the interaction of the atmosphere with cosmic rays. The name of this isotope is formed from the Greek word "tritos" meaning "third".
>be at work having a good time
>white male, white female couple come in. About 30 years of age, male was balding but the back was dreads and the white female looked like the blah blah blah system racism chick.
>we talk and they are worried about self defense
>apparently the white female is going to a nearby college and they have a serial Rapist who hasn't been caught
>8 women raped so far and of course she is terrified since she takes night classes in a shady part of town
>well ma'am lets take a look at a few handguns...
>she gets this look of disgust on her face and smugly says "guns arnt allowed in campus"
>I look at her and say, "niether is rape"
>she wants to see the tazers and no shit, the flare guns and whistles.
>I forgot the large portion of our conversation but I remember really trying to explain to this woman that tazers arnt going to drop a rapist. They just won't. A handgun, be it not allowed or not, will at least keep him from rapeing someone else
>her man, who this whole time has been staring at the floor looking for change, finally gets some bass in his voice and says "look sir, we don't belive in guns"
>the woman agrees and says "I could never take a life, even if it kills me"
>I say ok, well I can't help you, and gave the sale to my superior.
I had no idea these people existed.
>Ask for two boxes of No. 1 birdshot 12 guage, plus one box of #8.
>Guy at the counter says that #1 is buckshot.
>I tell him that both exist, #1 buckshot is .30 cal while the No. 1 birdshot is more like 0.16.
>he tells me I'm wrong, and that he'd know if they had any
>I point out the #1 birdshot right behind him and ask him to get it
>It's a wilderness outfitter chain store and they have some weird policy where they have to package the ammo in an opaque plastic bag and you carry it to the ammo purchase counter
>I get to the counter and take the boxes out of the bag.
>One box of #1 buckshot 12 gauge, one box of No. 1 in 20 gauge, and a box of No. 9-1/2 in 16 gauge.
>Father and I walk into LGS
>guy I have never seen behind counter
>ask if they have any 45GAP
>"HAH! You actually have one!?!"
>he waddles over to the ammo and pulls a box out then proceeds to blow on it as if it's dusty
>Decide I don't want any 45GAP
>start looking at glocks
>father is perusing sigs
>the dad from pawn stars waddles over and asks us what we are looking for
>Inform him of our interest in german and austrian guns.
>he proceeds to blurt out "Piss on Sigs and Glocks!" people in the store all staring at him
>tells us to follow him over to another case
>spends 10 minutes trying to sell us baby eagles
>yells across the store about how they are true weapons that have been tested by war unlike glock and sig
>look at his hip
>he is carrying a g26
>decide its time to leave
>as we are walking out the door hear him pestewring some black woman as he leans over the counter staring at her tits
>"do you have any experience with firearms?"
>>"I shoot once in a while and have my CCW"
>"That doesn't mean shit!"
And that's when I stopped going to stonewall.
> be at local fun store / range
> bring some ppu .40 ammo for my pistol (brass cased, new production)
> fun store asshat demands to check ammo with magnet
> okay go ahead
> NOT magnetic of course
>asshat says it might be still be armor piercing and he said I can't use it
> dafuq are you retarded?
> other land whale clerk jiggles over and says he needs to cut a few rounds in half to see the core
>fuck that noise im not sparing ammo to the autism cause
> i calmly explain armor piercing handgun rounds are illegal and no longer produced for commercial sales
> mfw they say they see Teflon armor piercing bullets all the time and that stores sell them
> explain that is impossible
> argument escalating to the point that the owner comes over
> owner tells them to just let me shoot, but warns me that if i cause range damage im responsible.
> shoot off my ammo, and get scolded on the way out.
> never returned to said range even though it's the only one ib the area
Tritium is on the periodic table, since it is Hydrogen, and Hydrogen is on the table.
The original point of this is that Tritium is the furthest from Plutonium, which it absolutely is.
So of course later the next night on my night off, I went to her campus as usual, but instead of just picking one I spent about 3 hours into I located her. I grabbed her from behind at her vehical (dumb bitch parked way away from the lights) and ripped her clothes off. She screamed for a second of course but after I actually started the rape she just started moaning and calling out Jamarcus real softly every so often.
Crazy bitch never even tried to stop me and I could swear when I was trying to get her pants off she helped me.
Craziest night of my life. Ended up moving later.
yeah they tried to pull that shit with the single 9mm pouches. They are about as collectible as belly button lint. I got a medium alice pack that looks brand new for 45 bucks, and a compass pouch and an m-16 mag pouch for a DOLLAR a piece at another store near me before I moved for college. I decided I wanted more stuff so I checked out the Milsurp store near my campus yesterday and they tried to feed me that bullshit. I walked out after he told me the prices and laughed all the way back to my dorm. Fuck price gougers in their asses. They are doing the same shit with vintage vidya stuff too, its complete bullshit.
They have some giant balls to try that. How do they stay open?
I once saw a Cabela's employee mimic the worst fucking Weaver stance I've ever seen. He then told the customer it was a "modified Creedmoor" stance. He then described how that stance was used to soak up revolver recoil properly. The customer actually corrected him.
>Want my first gun
>Set on a Glock 17
>Go to fun store
>See guy wearing Remington T Shirt
>Ask if I can fingerfuck the G17
>Sure but if you wants a real gun you can get this Remington 870
>No thanks I'd like the Glock 17
>Here but if you want the Remington 870 you can get it
>Oh really? Who fucking knew that I can buy things that are for sale?
>Didn't actually say that
>I just want the glock
>Ask for a price
>Say I'll think about buying the gun
>For five fucking minutes he tries to get my to buy this fucking shotgun
>Says it has 10 round capacity
>Says It's possible to convert it into a double barrel shotgun
>Says the military changes them into rifles
>Go to Cabelas where the employees are dumb shits
mfw you didn't just get to shoot the world's most advanced tactical shotgun while at work today.
pic related...yeah...u mad bro
You probably have a really, really tiny dick.
You probably have sex with your Yugoslavian SKS, because that's the only thing you have in life.
You probably would fuck a male booty if you could find it, judging by your hat and deer-in-the-headlights expression. There's nothing special going on in that dome, is there?
Sorry, faggot. I have a WASR and a SR9C both of which I got at cost.
I held up the mag pouch with two finger stick through the bottom. That when the lady told me they were Vietnam era, and they were collectible. Even when they went out of business their prices sucked.
I don't even know who is correct anymore
Actually that's not the last time we went there
>go again after prior incident
>decide its time to rent a glawk and shoot it
>rent a 19 gen 3
>they look over my shoulder and see my rifle bags by window to range
>ask me whats in them
>tell them an ak74
>I have to bring mags over for them to check
>have to empty 7n6 on counter because I am not trusted to do it in range
>ask if they have any 74 ammo
>guy(baby eagles man) hands me a box
>don't look at
>they ask what ammo I am going to use for the glawk
>tell them tul
>baby eagles tells me I cant use that dirty shit
>have to buy some federal
>decide to shoot AK before glawk
>open box up not paying attention pull a bullet out
>take it back to counter
>baby eagle man gets yelled at by manager
>go back in to shoot glock
>fire a few mags
>get pelted in the head with brass
>decide to open her up
>she has never been cleaned
>put her back together
>decide to shoot tul anyways
>jams on first shot
>failure to go into battery and the slide is locked in place
>baby eagles has to come into the range and hold it against the table whilst beating the back of it
>attempts to blame the jam on glock
>Go to my LGS to buy an SKS
>Look through six different ones on display and choose a 1953 Tula
>The clerk offers to run it through their sonic cleaner for a few bucks and get rid of the cosmoline entirely
>"Sure, why not?"
>It'll be a few business days
>I call one week later about it
>They shuffle around for a few minutes
>Rifle is missing
>Guy who said he'd clean it just left for a two week fishing trip
>They call his phone and he doesn't pick up
>They offer me a different one
>I tell them I'm extremely specific and will purchase nothing except a 1953 Tula in a laminate stock, and I mention that I already paid for the cleaning
Since they actually broke into unopened crates to get me the specific rifle I wanted and got it to me cleaned the next day, I forgave the transgression. I think the clerk that offered to clean it originally might've been fired since then.
Where do you live? I want to know if we go to the same Fleet Farm.
thats disgusting. I suppose they have vietnam era used cum socks at only 10 bucks a pop too? I'm glad I have a Friedman's by me that actually has decent prices and good stuff with nice owners. I bought myself some paracord from them and made a handle for the pack as well. Definitely wont be buying anything from those other faggots though. They also wanted like 50 bucks for a crusty israeli gas mask.
Anon. Really. I hate to be that guy, but really.
You are an fgt. Cosmoline removal is your time to bond with the rifle. I know it's hard and nitpicky sometimes, but damn it it tells that rifle that you love it.
>LGS has sale on SR1911
>Walk in and ask to see one
>Clerk opens case, racks slide and hands me the gun
>Ask to see Springfield 1911 to compare
>Hands me other 1911
>Still not saying anything
>Say I will take the Ruger
>Clerk silently goes to the back and gets me one in the case
>Another clerk comes up to do the paperwork with me
>"So, Tim tell you the in's and out's of this Ruger?"
>"No, he actually didn't speak a word to me at all."
>Clerk looks at me for a second.
>"Well I'll need your Driver's License, first. For the NICS paperwork you'll need to fill out these...."
>They have some giant balls to try that. How do they stay open?
It's on Yonge Street so probably hipsters buying milsurp jackets, airsofters buying way too much for uniforms and other people buying gear for costumes.
Took my wife up to stonewall to teach her to shoot.
Brought my security six and a .380.
No .380 ammo
Buy some .38 some targets.
Have my range bag with ear and eye pro.
They ask if I need ear and eye pro as we are putting it on.
Get into stall, set up, fire two rounds.
Douchbag comes and tells us. No head shots, and no rapid fire.
My wife highest shot was in the neck.
And we only fired two shots.
That was my last time there.
>go to gunstore
>slink about awkwardly
>pretend to look at holsters while sweating profusely from anxiety
>walk over to counter to stare at ammo
>attempt to ask about ammo
>stammer "d-do you have any..for-forty-f-four?"
>clerk looks at me "...Special or Magnum?"
>run out crying
>hop in mom's minivan
>go home and shitpost on k
>>"No, he actually didn't speak a word to me at all."
You know, at my work if I were to give a guy the silent treatment..
A. I wouldn't get very fucking far, because I need to ask them questions so I can figure out what the fuck they want.
B. My ass would be grass
I don't get this. If I behaved like some of these fucks I read about, I wouldn't have a fucking job.
Yours doesn't have guns? Really?
Mine sold me my nugget and Mossberg. Hell, my friend frequents the Brainerd one. He says they have a lot of the guns out on the fucking showfloor there. Mine you have to ask for them to get you one to fingerfuck.
>walk into a range
>looking a buying a P226 or a HK P30
>do you have either of these to rent?
>Nah bra sig and HK aren't quality we don't rent those out
>Oh ok well do you sell HK or Sig at all
>Nah bra we just sell mostly glock and S&W
>Ok well just give me a box of .38's and 4 number 13 targets
I WISH my fucking LGS was like that. I fucking go in there to get ammo and shit and I just get my fucking head talked off.
A fucking five minute trip turns into a 10-15 minute ordeal because I don't want to be rude but i'm just getting fucking pissed because the guy wants to talk and talk and talk and I just want him to take my fucking money.
You are so lucky.
Sort of related but had a coworker at fagmart that weighed like 360, claim he was a sniper marine in Afghan. Retard is only like 23. Also lies like noone Ive ever met about the stupidest shit like owning a 2013 camero and lives n a two story house when he lives in a trailer park and owns a breaking down car.
There's a guy at Autozone who is so fat you can't even see the space between his arms where your bones connect.
It's like you wrapped a large turkey in netting and greased it up with vasoline. Just shit hanging out everywhere. Plus he has a voice like Joe Pesci except more higher pitched.
McDonald's is rather strick, aren't they bro?
You faggots really are never happy. It's not my fucking job to educate you on guns. If you want to buy one then do your own research. I've got better shit to do than explain the difference between a PK380 and Mossy 500. I get paid to bring in money, not to be professor Costa. All you whiney faggots want are nuggets anyways. Can you even afford a Ruger? Or a Bersa for that matter? I'm sick of showing our higher end S&W's to you losers just to have your mom show up and say you're running late for soccer practice.
Pic related: my face at every one of you 17 year olds fresh off a COD bender wanting to conceal a 44 magnum hurr durr glawk
>apparently the white female is going to a nearby college and they have a serial Rapist who hasn't been caught
>8 women raped so far and of course she is terrified since she takes night classes in a shady part of town
uh oh theyre onto me
>TFW this bitch getting all uppity
Listen, faglord. I get paid to bring in money too, but it doesn't help if I sell the fucker a control arm when he really just wants some caliper grease.
I wish everyone came into my store knowing exact shit, but they don't. The sheer number of people who stroll in not knowing what the fuck they DROVE IN scares me.
>1v1 me in the parking lot, faggot. I'll fucking wreck you.
Depending on how it is built you can get the tiny tritium vials and repower sights like the SUIT as someone did here: http://www.falfiles.com/forums/showthread.php?s=6da85d1c2a7073b00ebb89d311892b0f&t=190091
>guns = cars
Who gives a shit if some wannabe Paul Walker buys the wrong undercar glow lights for his Eagle Talon? Is that your goddamn problem? Nope, and neither is some /k/unt wanting to be a sniper with his nugget. I'm there to process sales and nothing else. You do the goddamn research. Just last week I sold a NAA Pug to a woman worried about intruders. This dumb bitch knew jack shit about guns. I told her to buy that one because it had been in the store for awhile and I knew the boss would be happy.
Repeat after me: Not my fucking problem.
>Who gives a shit if some wannabe Paul Walker buys the wrong undercar glow lights for his Eagle Talon?
We don't sell those lights (thank god). But hypothetically if we did and I sold them to some dumbass who later discovered they didn't work or whatever shit, guess what? It would be my goddam problem, especially if it were one of our high-dollar accounts.
Also, you're correct. Guns and car parts don't sell under the same mechanics. I sell what you have to fucking have to keep your shitheap running at factory spec. You sell guns, which are shitloads more finicky and full of more particulars than my job is (in most cases).
Now get me that fucking Kalashnikov out of the case, bitch boy. RIGHT FUCKING NOW, ASSHOLE.
>implying undercarriage lights
>Implying Eagle Talon
27 and I live in Minnesnowta, so your gay Talon won't cut it. And no we don't sell fancy wheels or underbody lights.
I've never dropped off an application at your mom's basement so I'm not worried about you firing me.
Please don't call me a bitch boy or asshole on the interwebz. That may hurt my feeling. Also I never said I drive a Talon. I lease an IS300. Why would I both with the type of redneck shit that plows through shit snow up in fucksville, usa? I live in one of the richest communities of Florida where we don't have to worry about snow caving in our fucking house.
>not your problem
The idea is to keep customers by making them happy and not getting them killed. You get more business by going the extra mile. A music owner wrote me a handwritten note and mailed it to me, thanking me for my business and offered free service and re-stringing(banjo) if I had any problems. That's customer retainment. You know who I go to even though it's more expensive than guitar center? That music store, because they fucking care. "Not my problem" approach kills business. So promptly fuck off to a non retail job and quit kill businesses and your fucking customers
I hate this
My local walmart has refused to sell me .22lr, 7.62x39, and 7.62x54 because I'm under 21.
I still don't understand the "21 to buy handgun ammo" shit either, it's legal in my state to own handguns at 18, and I own two and have to get other people to buy ammo for me.
>Please don't call me a bitch boy or asshole on the interwebz. That may hurt my feeling
Cope with the situation. You're as much a salesbitch as I am. The difference between you and me is that it seems I want to keep my place of employment running and you give zero fucks.
>leasing an overpriced Toyota
>Why would I both with the type of redneck shit that plows through shit snow up in fucksville, usa?
I didn't say you would, now did I?
>I live in one of the richest communities of Florida where we don't have to worry about snow caving in our fucking house.
So you're a pussy. Ok.
You seem to be doing a lot of internet dick waving for someone who's doing so well in life.
But that's none of my business....
lgs sells 100rd brick of cci for $7.99
pic related, bought today
I'm intelligent enough to live in a place that isn't miserably cold for 9 months out of the year. I prefer to live in place where looking outside isn't cause for suicide. I can go outside right now and find a fine ass girl willing to blow me in my hurr overpriced Toyota.
Enjoy your nasty eskimo pussy, pleb. Let me know when you want to join the rest of humanity.
I was total spaghetti trying to buy a governor, and the gun gods punished me for it.
>Go to bigger LGS in nearby state.
>Hi, gubnah plox
>Get gubnah for fingerfucking
>demonstrate I know how to open and close cylinder properly
>flag no one, even clerks walking behind the counter
>demonstrate I can cock and ease the hammer back down gently
>Think: dude I'm doing a COOL
>"I like the fact they even machined a little medial ring in here so you can't stuff like a .460 in. Darwin award preventer."
>Buy, show ID, get transferred to my LGS in right state
>walk out with a 700 dollar penny.
>realize in the car a 'medial ring' is that center bit of a horsecock
The Kube did not approve. The Kube punisheth the wicked!
>go to LGS to pick up revolver
>they also have one not there the few days before when I checked...
>50 bucks less, ouch
>just before me, skinny guy bought a derringer in 45 colt
>also at the counter is bubba, a colorful local whale of a fudd
>clerk sets my gun up on counter for reasons
>clerk and bubba are chatting up what a silly thing derringers are, I laugh and contribute
>fucking bubba GRABS MY GUN on the counter and says "yeah, why not just spend a little more and get one of these"
>bubba probably thinks it's a store gun, but both clerk and I are too beta to correct him
>take my overpriced, bubba-soiled gun out of there for some TLC with CLP
>beg Kube for forgiveness
>god damned urban kids with their hip hop and made up calibers
>be buying a P30 soon.
>head to Bullet Trap with friends to shoots.
>heard they had a P30
>wanted 9mm but they have it in 40.
>fuck it why not
>ask about rentin the P30 to shoots.
>Pursuade me that it shoots a little iffy and to start with something else.
>Shoot a Walther P99 and a USP instead.
So you spend more money than needed because the employees great you? And you're telling me about business sense?
My store has all the hard to get stuff so I don't worry about return customers. They really only have one choice anyways so they come back regardless. I've sold three Glock 42s and they only came out this year. If they don't want to go to a nigger pawn store for their Jennings Probable Cause 9mm then they'll come to us. You're just wasting money for fake friends.
Repost from a few months ago just because.
>go clay shooting with dad
>thinking about trying my K31 at the outdoor rifle range after
>have to ask the gunsmith/store owner before going because range policy
>don't expect them to accept FMJ (I had a box of standard GP11) but ask anyway
>"hey, can I go shoot my K31 at the rifle range?"
>"what's a K31?"
>"uuhh, a WWII Swiss rifle"
>"what round does it shoot?"
>don't want to correct him and just say that it's FMJ
>"that's a no-no, there's absolutely no range that will let you shoot that" (false)
>"ok, no problem"
>starts ranting about FMJ in general, basically says that only serial killers and maniacs shoot that since they have no hunting application
>ranting goes on to how bad surplus ammo is and that he repaired "hundreds" of "6.5 Swiss" rifles because the barrels were completely fucked (his words clearly described typical cases of corrosive ammo + unwashed barrels)
>literally says that the barrels were fucked solely because they shot jacketed bullets (doesn't mention corrosive primers of possible other cartridge types in any way)
>manage to keep a straight face until the end of his rant, pretend to agree with him all along because there's no point arguing with him
>turn 360 degrees and walk away
>Implying stupid and deathly cold
It's really more like five, and you don't die unless you stand outside naked like a freak. I'm guessing that's your game, though.
No, that's Alaska and Canada. I'm next to Wisconsin and the Dakotas.
Have fun with your hurricanes and corrosive ocean air. I will take brutal winters over that shit any day of the week.
>They really only have one choice anyways so they come back regardless.
Internet, dude. Internet. I suspect with a monkey like you, your store is shit at competing with the internet anyway.
>You're just wasting money for fake friends.
Don't know about your lazy ass, but I bust my ass to help the repeat customers. People whose faces I've memorized because they do business with us so much.
my local basspro is great for gun talk when they aren't busy.
the gander upstate is godtier for customer service when you get thier used firearms guy or one of they younger rednecks. I bought 2 nuggets from them and almost bought a K1911. Thier prices on new guns and store bought used are fucking retarded though; still better than half the shops around me though.
I've bought almost all my guns from big chains and don't regret it. Prices are great, much better warranty service (hand gun to basspro, basspro ships it to retailer, get it back from basspro- no shipping charges for me), and the staff aren't just a bunch of trash off the street.
>Oh really? Who fucking knew that I can buy things that are for sale?
>Thier prices on new guns and store bought used are fucking retarded though
Holy fuck are they ever. My nearest GM had a fucking sexy Yugo K98 in stock for way-too-fucking-much. $450, I think.
It was missing the front sight blade and hood. Fucking killed me when /k/ told me it was significantly overpriced, because I felt like it was there for me.
>Never did check the bore though, so maybe it was shit anyway.
>I'm sure that's reflected in your paycheck every week, right? Keep being a try hard for nothing. I've obviously won.
Right, the ball-less lazy jackoff with his overpriced car on lease totally beats me out. Oh no, what ever shall I do with my life now?
A Dick's employee once told me they couldn't sell their ARs (this was pre-Sandy Vag when they actually sold them) with 30 round mags because that would make them assault rifles.
>I'm in one of the most gun-friendly states too
A guy offered me a job there after I spouted off a bunch of jargon about a K1911 and some nuggets
>mfw when I live too far away, even when up at college
>Well you did mention that whole "stand outside naked" thing.
You're the one that is scared to death of dying of snowblindness.
We don't have those here, unless you go to a fucking zoo. We have Loons and Canada Geese, mufugga.
there is literally an entire display case full of michels mausers yugo mausers at my local gander mnt
as my father says, they look "dipped in shit"
but I almost bought a $275 marked spanish commercial mauser in 7mm from them
>ammo actually available
>destroyed bore- rifling nonexistant due to brown and orange rust
you don't know the shekeling
Keep justifying your shit life choices on 4chan. Tomorrow I can walk to the community pool and mack on fine women. Let me know how those turtlenecks sweaters and Canadian geese treat you.
>mfw you can't possibly keep losing like this
>mfw for the first time i have no face
>mfw you had to ask that on /k/
do you even Obrez carry, bro?
How is 7.62x39 handgun ammo?
I've never seen nor heard of anybody that owns an AK pistol anywhere nearby, and have only seen once locally in a gun store, but the price was like $900, for a fucking Yugo
Are you fucking nuts? It was 85 today.
I have a big 5 sporting goods store nearby, the two guys that work behind the gun counter are actually cool as fuck.
>"i moved away from California cause libtards, etc.
Shoot the shits with em, talk about guns and whatnot. Sucks that Big5 is based in Cali, they cant sell any "Scary salt weapons"
Also, LGS run by an old Hispanic guy, laughs at fuddlore as soon as said fudds leave, transfers for 20 dollars, special orders retard snowflake ammo for me (6.5 Carcano and shit) cool as fuck guy. only fun store i go to unless i buy cheap target loads from Big 5
Not really retarded, but when I visited members of my family (Half-Flip here) in the Philippines, they took me to a store with a firing range.
The guy there kept on referring to semi-auto/automatic rifles as "Armalites" but I soon learned that in the Philippines, "Armalite" is a slang for any black automatic rifle.
The fuck is wrong with you? That place sucks.
>Hey let's go have chicken at this chicken place that does chicken but has a dog for a mascot and lemonade.
>TFW live in Inver Grove and favorite Asian place shut down
22 long RIFLE. it's a rifle cartridge, you tard. Anyone over 18 in any state can buy .22lr as long as he/she is buying it for a rifle, and usually the store owner won't give a shit what it's for anyway.
>tfw I enjoy cleaning guns almost as much as, if not more, than I like shooting them
I'm not saying that. You seemed to have this "WTF HOW CAN THEY DO THIS" sort of mentality. I am just saying the idiot doesn't know what you're using it in and is covering his ass by simply not selling it to you