Gun shop and range idiocy

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Billyboy92365

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Let me have 'em folks, stories of the dumbest individuals you have ever seen at a range or gun shop.

My examples include out of state individuals going shooting with relatives. 40 YO woman has a Heritage Arms .22 SA and empties the cylinder into a paper target. After emptying the gun and losing count of rounds shot, she pulls the hammer back and fires only to hear a click. The woman re-cocks the gun, turns the barrel directly at her face, and proceeds to look down the chambers of a still "loaded" and cocked pistol. Same day a different woman from the group takes her purse gun, a Kel-Tec .380 or 9MM from the look of it, and fires the mag down range without the slide locking on empty. She then proceeds to wave the pistol about flagging every Individual on the range behind her.
Finally, there was the person who brought an antique Parker Bros Shotgun which he claimed was made in 1903 and had about 60% bluing left on the Vulcan Steel Barrels. The thing held up great to a couple rounds of modern target load birdshot. The man loads and closes the gun, sets it on the staging table and then proceeds to walk down range with the barrels pointing similarly. I turn my back to start putting away my gear and I hear the gun go off. My guess is that something in the gun finally failed after a century and it just so happened to be on that unlucky day. I turn around and there the man is shaking like a chihuahua on espresso all but having pissed himself on the spot. Man was damn lucky not to visit the hospital with a chest loaded full of birdshot. He walks back full of shame and empties the Parker, packs his stuff, and drives away. Haven't seen the man at the range since but I run into him around town as we are a very rural small town.
 
Customer, maybe 25, in shop:
“I’m looking for a six barrel.”

So a six inch barrel, a six shot revolver, or an antique six barrel pepper box?

Store clerk:
“You can’t load Lehigh copper bullets for a handgun, because they’re armor piercing rounds, and you can’t do that in a handgun. It’s illegal.”

?????????

As far as dangerous and stupid behavior:

Watched a friend after shoulder surgery wrack a shotgun one handed with the butt jammed up to his crotch, then handed it over with the safety off. Had his finger in the trigger guard.

Same dude was trying to clear a jammed round on a 1911. Gripped it over the top, and was pointing it at his 8:00 position while he pushed on the grip. Muzzle swept someone else repeatedly while doing it.

There’s more examples. I rarely shoot with him any more.
 
At the indoor range where I shoot frequently as a member....

There is a probably half inch space where you can kind of see the person in the stahl next to you. He was shooting a Mak that kept jamming. Every time he cleared it, I could see through the crack that it was pointed directly at me. I politely pointed out what he was doing and he chuckled and said “damn thing keeps jamming”. I thought I got through to him, but he kept doing it. I left and asked the RO to address. He wasn’t being a jerk....just careless and naive.


Another gun store story....January of this year, I was inquiring about the new Glock 48. The guy said that he had a few, but it would be illegal for him to show me because they were just for Law Enforcement. Ok dude.
 
Biker dude and his old lady walk into the indoor range as i’m picking up brass and the dude stares me down like I’m taking a crap in his front yard. He then proceeds to unload a full magazine into the ceiling of the range while chunks of ceiling tile drop to the floor, he then brings back the target in and is perplexed as to why there are no holes in the target. As he’s field stripping the gun I take off and make sure to let the range staff know this guy just took out a couple ceiling tiles.
 
Was doing site-in at a Hi-Power Silhouette match. I was shooting a .243. As I was getting on target, my scope went black for a split second. I looked up and an older guy was walking down the line..... in front of the shooters!! I hollered 'Cease fire, cease fire" and proceeded to give him a piece of my mind. If I had pulled the trigger I would have hit him in the hip at 3'.

The match director didn't say a word to him as I had it under control. I was truely, truely pissed.
 
The thing I see most often is someone turning from the line to talk to someone or look back at the RO or whatever, and the pistol swings with him following his head and eyes.

I see fairly good safety at the busy urban indoor range where I shoot. But there are some holes in the ceiling and side walls that mean sometime, I don't know when, somebody let a round go in the wrong direction.
 
Additionally: a few hours after creating this post I remembered another 2 incidents.
1. My dad and I decided to go shooting after I bought a Yugo m24/47. My father short strokes the bolt after his first round and fails to pick up and chamber the next round. Pulls the trigger and click, nothing. What does he do? Immediately goes to open the bolt and look in the chamber without waiting for a hang fire. The man who taught me to shoot had his first brainfart on the range.
2. Same day, a couple of the usual at the club come over and one wants to shoot the same Mauser. He hands me 10 bucks, loads up 5 rounds, and instead of parking himself at the 150 or 300 meter range he goes to the pistol target and unloads point blank onto an AR-500 steel target that was luckily tilted back on the top of the dirt berm. After that, I had enough and packed up for the day. Every shot he made you could hear the high pitched scream as the round ricocheted off the steel off into god knows where.
 
I had been assigned to my unit for a couple months as an O1 when a slot for the next M9 range opened up and I wanted to go. Turns out it was a "Field Grade" range, almost all O4 and above. No problem- I had not shot a Beretta 92 before, but knew my way around a handgun just fine. I was standing with the other shooters when the Finance Battalion XO, an O4, went to the first station. She chambered a round, attempted to fire, but nothing happened. Frustrated, she fiddled with the pistol for a second, and then did a 180 deg rotation- POINTING IT RIGHT AT THE GROUP!

I never saw an O6 with a perfect field uniform hit the ground so fast! The verbal backlash was impressive. She was sent to the back and sulked for the rest of the morning. Some people should just have a rubber duck.

The good thing was that I did qualify expert on my first outing!
 
Had a female LT end a firing string with an open 1911 and a full magazine; she didn't know how to drop the slide, and just kept pulling the trigger so hard the barrel dove towards the ground. I used all my well-learned politesse when explaining how the 1911 operated to her. Laughed my butt off later in the barracks, but kept it to myself until I got out.
 
I was hunting on the Federal Refuge near hear back in the late70's with a few buddies. One of them shot a nice deer and dropped it in its tracks. He was shooting a Remington 742 Semi Auto Rifle. After he got down out of his tree stand, he decided to take a few pictures of his dead deer. after a few of the deer laying on the ground, he propped the deer's head on a log and laid his rifle across the antlers with a tine sticking through the trigger guard. He backed up and took a picture and the "dead" deer got up and ran! This was probably 10-15 minutes after being shot and left a huge pile of blood on the ground. AS the deer ran off, the remaining rounds got fired as the gun bounced on the antlers. Luckily no one was hit and we trailed the deer about a 100 yards where we found it stone cold dead with the rifle still hanging from the antlers. His scope got ruined but everything turned out ok. None of us believed the story until he got the pictures developed. He got scolded pretty good for his brain fart, and his only reply was he had put the safety on before putting the rifle across the antlers. Never once thought about unloading his gun. Since no one got hurt, it is a funny story but a deer running with a gun in his antlers could have been bad news for someone.
 
I had been assigned to my unit for a couple months as an O1 when a slot for the next M9 range opened up and I wanted to go. Turns out it was a "Field Grade" range, almost all O4 and above. No problem- I had not shot a Beretta 92 before, but knew my way around a handgun just fine. I was standing with the other shooters when the Finance Battalion XO, an O4, went to the first station. She chambered a round, attempted to fire, but nothing happened. Frustrated, she fiddled with the pistol for a second, and then did a 180 deg rotation- POINTING IT RIGHT AT THE GROUP!

I never saw an O6 with a perfect field uniform hit the ground so fast! The verbal backlash was impressive. She was sent to the back and sulked for the rest of the morning. Some people should just have a rubber duck.

The good thing was that I did qualify expert on my first outing!

Was a PFC at Campbell when something similar happenned. Was with 3-187 on the range and our unit still had full auto capability on our M4's. Course, being my luck I was the squad 240B assignee so I was just at practice and qualification on ammo detail. I'm sitting there goofing around on my phone on a 10 minute smoke break towards the end of the day when the bad shots are trying their damndest to boost their qualification score. I hear the dread sound noone wants to hear at quals. Some goofy new private fresh out of training accidentally slipped his rifle from semi to automatic and let a burst rip. Never have I seen a group of NCO's and officers more pissed.

Another time we had a fresh face in our own company on Hamburger Hill day in charge of weapon guard detail. Dude, not even kidding, gets up and asks my NCO if he can take his lunch break. Not his NCO, not his squad leader, just some random NCO. He then takes off without relief on the weapons detail or letting anyone know where he was going. Too new for anyone to know his phone #, his NCO comes up to me in the middle of lunch and asks if I've seen him. Told him what I said above. He gets back 2 hours later from registering his car at the DMV and having a long lunch, all the while I'm stuck at ease watching a table full of firearms. Soon as he walked up, this NCO and my current good friend, goes cherry tomato red in the face and disappeared with the private and a 240B. Comes back an hour later with the new private thoughroughly smoked and pouring sweat.
 
Was doing site-in at a Hi-Power Silhouette match. I was shooting a .243. As I was getting on target, my scope went black for a split second. I looked up and an older guy was walking down the line..... in front of the shooters!! I hollered 'Cease fire, cease fire" and proceeded to give him a piece of my mind. If I had pulled the trigger I would have hit him in the hip at 3'.

The match director didn't say a word to him as I had it under control. I was truely, truely pissed.


At an outdoor range where I lived circa 1993 a guy did something very much like that.....live fire going on, man arrives, tacks paper target to stand at the line. All O.K. up to now.
Then he grabs the stand and walks it out to place it on the range, all sorts of live fire on both sides.
The range officer who dressed him down was one known to be be particularly ..... artful.... a sorta cross between R. Lee Ermy, Clint Eastwood, with a touch of THE WALKING DEAD'S Negan.

My mother, during her college years summer vacation, used to be a counselor at a girl's camp, which was adjacent to a boys camp. This was during the early 1950s. She said the boys' rifle range actually did not do ceasefire to check and change targets!!!
Unbelievable...?!??! Well, she thought so ---- so she went and spoke to the headmaster of the boys' camp.
The boys camp's range started doing live fire/cease fire as appropriate the next day. So far as she knew, no one had been shot.
Maybe her interdiction meant the record held ....
I had a hard time believing a range would be kept live like that, but my mother was not one to tell stories.
 
I'm using my dad's double barrel 12 ga. with Western Auto paper purple hulls, exposed hammers, fluid steel while dove hunting in Mississippi over milo fields and waiting for the birds to come in for evening water. Right to left crosser about level; draw down, BOOM!, I know I hit it, I saw the feather...look and look, can't find the bird.

Break the barrels and pull out a shell with the front 1/4" shredded and gone.....I was shooting 2 3/4" shells in a 2 1/2" chamber...what I saw wasn't feathers but the front 1/4" of paper.....
 
Final update for today. I realised my first post was without an actual shop story so here is one I just remembered. My local GS is usually pretty good and knowledgeable about his wares. Unfortunately, I am that insufferable jackass that spends all his free time reading about guns or really any weaponry. One day, the dude gets a funky looking (sporterized and extremely dirty) Carcano in. The thing, if memory serves, was priced at $150. I asked him why it was so low and he said the ammo cost was too high. Ok, fair enough, a few prior he had a sporterized Arisaka in for $100 for the same reason. I ask him "does it come with any clips?"
Without a hint of irony he proceeds to say "it's a fixed magazine." I then have to proceed with telling him the rifle design required clips like a Garand. He gets this look of realization on his face and goes red in the face. "I thought they were stripper clips, the dude who sold it said it came with 30 slips and I threw them away."
 
At an outdoor range where I lived circa 1993 a guy did something very much like that.....live fire going on, man arrives, tacks paper target to stand at the line. All O.K. up to now.
Then he grabs the stand and walks it out to place it on the range, all sorts of live fire on both sides.
The range officer who dressed him down was one known to be be particularly ..... artful.... a sorta cross between R. Lee Ermy, Clint Eastwood, with a touch of THE WALKING DEAD'S Negan.

My mother, during her college years summer vacation, used to be a counselor at a girl's camp, which was adjacent to a boys camp. This was during the early 1950s. She said the boys' rifle range actually did not do ceasefire to check and change targets!!!
Unbelievable...?!??! Well, she thought so ---- so she went and spoke to the headmaster of the boys' camp.
The boys camp's range started doing live fire/cease fire as appropriate the next day. So far as she knew, no one had been shot.
Maybe her interdiction meant the record held ....
I had a hard time believing a range would be kept live like that, but my mother was not one to tell stories.

That brings up one I experienced: I held a 'shoot' (Ended up being me, a friend who drove from the Milwaukee area, my Brother-in-law, and his son, total of four people-huge shoot) out in the back pasture where I lived at the time. My friend and I were checking our targets at 50 yards, (we had called a cease-fire) and my 10 year-old nephew opens up on the 25 yard targets about 10 feet over while we are standing there! :what: I yelled in my best drill sgt. voice "Drop the rifle NOW, Matt!" He did, then his Dad says "Oh, yeah, you shouldn't shoot when they're down there." (Note he didn't say 'can't', or ' mustn't' :confused:) He got to fire a total of the two shots he got off then for the whole day, and picked up every piece of brass the three of us adults fired.
I had briefed everyone on range operations beforehand, and the three of us adults were all vets, (though my BIL was Air Force....) but I watch that kid like a hawk when we go shooting since then. Happy to report I think he learned his lesson. I had some choice words for his father later on, too.
 
I used to shake my head at a lot of the wannabe hunters who visited the Camillus Gun Club during public sight in days. While I saw a few safety violations, there was plenty of ignorance if not downright stupidity. People who didn't know how to shoot at all; others who didn't know how their firearm worked (e.g., couldn't open the action on their pump action slug gun). Occasionally someone would show up with the wrong ammo. Lots of scopes improperly installed: too far forward, too far to the rear, canted, loose mounts or rings. We spent a lot of time on basics.

The one that really left me shaking my head though was the guy with the newly installed scope who refused to start by getting on paper at 25 yards. Seems to have happened almost every time I volunteered on the range. Straight to the 100 yard line. By the time they finally got on paper (if they ever did), they didn't have enough ammo left to zero the scope.
 
Caught on surveillance video of a range without direct supervision of shooters: a man with a malfunction turning his pistol around and staring down the barrel with his thumb on the trigger.
 
My dad brought me up respecting firearms with emphasis on Firearms safety. On a dove hunt in Springtown Tx in 1960 we had endured most of the day without seeing a single bird. About an hour before sundown a the single bird drifts in and settles on a power line. In total desperation dad began walking over to the relaxing dove on the wire.

He managed to get directly under said bird without flushing it. I was totally amused as he stood there looking up. When he began to raise the 16ga it immediately went off pmissing his right foot by inches. We never discussed the issue at all. He did manage to flush the bird but could not recover with a shot on target. I think it really scare and embarrased him, but no conversation confirmed.
 
Public range owned and operated by state game and fish; I was a vol line safety offcr. A dad and son with dad's friend; dad loads and sets up son with Ruger .22 auto, lays it on the bench for son. Son picks it up and starts shooting while dad turns his back and begins talking to friend....
Babg..bang.. bang..click...kid pionts barrel at face with the finger on the trigger. I begin to run...kid gets between father and friend with gun pointed at dad, and says the gun doesnt work. Dad took thegun away just as I het there. One sided discussion about range safety and supervision of children shooting on the range. Dad recovers and trys to loudly argue to recover his ego. By this time people are noticing.

l have the range safety officer call the G&F ranger. Now, most people don't know the G&F officers are sworn LEOs.

G&F shows up, assesses the situation and tells dad to pack up, they're thru. Dad gets lippy and ranger says he can go himself or in cuffs, either way he's through.

When shooting resumed, the range safety officer did not have to tell anyone to stay away from the benches and no handling of firearms during the cease fire.
 
You are surrounded, drowning in stupid people everyday - this planet reeks of stupid people. How can one be surprised at irresponsible firearms handling by people. It amazes me that people are amazed.
It's not so much I'm Amazed at this. I am surrounded by politics state and local every day due to my job. Being involved and fighting in politics every day is to stare into a dark hole with little relief. so I created this post as an escape and way to laugh at something everyone in the gun community shares, seeing stupidity or failures revolving around one of our favorite hobbies.
 
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