I stop by Sportsman's Warehouse in Salem to finally get myself a Klawhorn Ready Edge for my keychain and as I cannot get out of the place without going over to the gun section, I head on over. This nice young gal, whose father taught her a thing or two about guns as she relates it to me (and it shows by how much she can tell me about each model), is showing me every weapon I want to look at because the foot traffic is fairly low at the time. I am checking the lock-up on various revolvers when a guy in his late 40s strolls up. I lay the S&W 360 I am looking at on the rug so the clerk doesn't get anxious that I'll lift it or something, and I nod to give her the go ahead to help someone who might be buying today.
"Hi, I bought a Glock here two weeks ago. Do you have a gunsmith that works here?"
"Yes," the clerk says, "he isn't here on Sundays. He's the manager and can do light work on most of the pistols we sell. What's wrong with your Glock?"
"I disassembled it and I can't get it back together."
"The field stripping procedure is in the manual." as she tries to be helpful.
"No, you don't understand. I took it completely apart. I can't figure out how to put it back together again."
"Well lucky for you the manager is a Glock Certified Armorer. Just come by tomorrow with your Glock. I'll get your name and number and he'll give you a call for when it would be best for you to come by."
At this point I had moved down the counter because I was having a hard time not laughing. I didn't catch the guy's name, but I'd bet his number was 503-DUMBASS.
"Hi, I bought a Glock here two weeks ago. Do you have a gunsmith that works here?"
"Yes," the clerk says, "he isn't here on Sundays. He's the manager and can do light work on most of the pistols we sell. What's wrong with your Glock?"
"I disassembled it and I can't get it back together."
"The field stripping procedure is in the manual." as she tries to be helpful.
"No, you don't understand. I took it completely apart. I can't figure out how to put it back together again."
"Well lucky for you the manager is a Glock Certified Armorer. Just come by tomorrow with your Glock. I'll get your name and number and he'll give you a call for when it would be best for you to come by."
At this point I had moved down the counter because I was having a hard time not laughing. I didn't catch the guy's name, but I'd bet his number was 503-DUMBASS.