so I'm at a local gun shop in my own little world looking at handguns.
I'm bent over looking in the case and as I'm sraitening up. I have this 5 ft long snouser rifle aimed right at my face. From 3ft away. My heart about jumps out of my chest. Then i relize hes just looking at it. I almost flipped out on him. It was this little old guy so I bit my tongue and got out of his way.
Is it me? I don'y like a gun aimed at me at any time especially some 6ft wooden wooden hauser.
I'm bent over looking in the case and as I'm sraitening up. I have this 5 ft long snouser rifle aimed right at my face. From 3ft away. My heart about jumps out of my chest. Then i relize hes just looking at it. I almost flipped out on him. It was this little old guy so I bit my tongue and got out of his way.
Is it me? I don'y like a gun aimed at me at any time especially some 6ft wooden wooden hauser.