Have to share this.
I was haggling at a pawnshop over a Taurus .45 colt 3 inch ported.
Forgot the designation. The barrel was badly leaded and the gun was mechanically fine but the finish was rough like it had rattling been around
a toolbox.
The gun was sitting on the counter with the cylinder open and a guy (mid 20's dressed like an urban cowboy small strip of beard under his lip and a mouth full of copenhagen) was there with his girlfriend who was trying to sell something.
The guy sees the revolver on the counter and says out loud:
"I hate those things! I'm afraid to be around em!" Nobody should be allowed to have those! I'm outta here!" and proceeds to hightail it out to
the parking lot.
The girlfriend rolls her eyes in embarassment and apologizes.
The pawnshop manager wouldn't sell the Taurus for under full NIB retail.
So overall a very annoying un-productive trip.
I should have asked to see the FAL hanging on the wall. The poor guy would have peed in his pants as he fled screaming.
I was haggling at a pawnshop over a Taurus .45 colt 3 inch ported.
Forgot the designation. The barrel was badly leaded and the gun was mechanically fine but the finish was rough like it had rattling been around
a toolbox.
The gun was sitting on the counter with the cylinder open and a guy (mid 20's dressed like an urban cowboy small strip of beard under his lip and a mouth full of copenhagen) was there with his girlfriend who was trying to sell something.
The guy sees the revolver on the counter and says out loud:
"I hate those things! I'm afraid to be around em!" Nobody should be allowed to have those! I'm outta here!" and proceeds to hightail it out to
the parking lot.
The girlfriend rolls her eyes in embarassment and apologizes.
The pawnshop manager wouldn't sell the Taurus for under full NIB retail.
So overall a very annoying un-productive trip.
I should have asked to see the FAL hanging on the wall. The poor guy would have peed in his pants as he fled screaming.