I suppose it goes both ways, but here are a few. Most have happened more than once.
Customer: "[on the 4473] This question says, 'convicted of a felony.' So, if I check yes, I can't buy a gun?"
Me: "Correct. Have you been convicted of a felony?"
Customer: "I'm not sure."
Me: "Most people tend to remember things like that."
Customer: "Smart guy, huh? [looking further down the form] What does it mean when it says, 'Domestic violence?'"
Me: "Here. The gun goes back on the shelf, and you leave. Now."
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With deer season coming up, I can expect at least one person a week to bring dead animals, in whole or in part, to the shop. Someone, somewhere, is telling people that we do taxidermy. That is most certainly not the case.
After last year's incident with the deer head in the Coleman cooler, which the customer dropped on the salesfloor in the middle of a Saturday rush, I think I'll be making a sign to that effect. Several children were traumatized by the incident.
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Me: "So, what kind of gun did you have in mind?"
Customer: "I just need something to $#&% someone up."
Me: "There's the door. Don't let it hit you on the way out, because I don't want butt prints on the glass."
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Customer: "I want an airweight .357 Magnum snubby (or KelTec) for my 88lb. wife/girlfriend who's afraid of guns."
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Same customer, after I told him repeatedly it was the wrong gun: "My girlfriend hates shooting. Can you teach her?"
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Customer walks off the range with a silhouette that looks like it was shot at 500 yards by a Tourette's patient on speed with a derringer: "I think my sights are off."
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After handing me the smoldering remains of their rifle, in which they've fired the wrong caliber ammo: "Will this cost alot to fix?"
The winner of this award goes to the guy who repeatedly slammed on the bolt to force a round of 7.62x39 he'd found on the floor into a Ruger Mini-14. Fortunately, it didn't fire, but I could not get it out. I asked him what had possessed him to do this, and he looked me square in the eye and said, "well, it's a bullet, isn't it?" His affronted tone was priceless.
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No, I will NOT have my gunsmith write a letter claiming that your gun blew up because of a manufacturer's defect when it's blatantly obvious that you spliced shorter cases together to make a homebrew 7mm Magnum. I'm sorry you needed stitches, and it's a shame about the rifle, but count yourself lucky it wasn't worse.
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You can tell me your gun's unloaded all you want. Until I verify it, I consider the gun loaded. I'll thank you not to point it at me in the meantime.
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I don't care if you claim to be a Navy Seal/Marine Sniper/Mossad Assassin/SAS/Ninja, that rule still applies. In fact, if you really were one of those guys, you'd already know that.
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If it makes you grin while thinking about it, it's probably not wise to do it. Especially if it involves a gun.
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"Tactical" is the most over-used, misunderstood word in the English language.
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I don't care if it was one beer or seven whiskey sours, if you smell like booze and your speech is slurred, you don't get to play with guns on the premises.
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The loading dock behind the building is not a place to "run a few rounds through your gun to be sure it works." The other tenants don't like that, and neither do the police.
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If you're a tool who can't get through life without coming into repeated contact with the criminal justice system, you probably lack the responsibility to own a firearm. This isn't "the Man coming down" on you; it's a consequence of your actions. And no, I will not "make an exception." Again, no butt prints on my door, please.
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If you think you can fool us by sending your girlfriend in to buy the exact same gun we just refused to sell you, guess again. Especially when she can't even tell us what caliber it's chambered for.
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There is no class I can teach you, nor any information I can impart, which can guarantee 100%, without fail, that you will not be prosecuted for shooting someone. No, Massad Ayoob doesn't, either.
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Yes, guns need to be cleaned. I'm sorry you thought it was a good idea to wrap your gun in burlap and leave it on top of the water heater for six years, but when you finally remember to dig it up and you want us to clean it, we're going to charge for the time we spend doing so.
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The barrels of most service automatics are supposed to unlock and wobble when the slide is locked back. Your gun is not broken.
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Even deaf people have eardrums, and yes, they must wear hearing protection on the range. (I get this about three times a year. Odd.)
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If a parent or relative who did time in the military or police leaves you their gun after they pass, don't run straight to a gun shop to sell it. While it's possible I'd buy it from you, this was likely a weapon that saved his life once, and I'm sure he'd want you to cherish it.
Rather than pawning it off like a smelly hot potato, how about learning to shoot it? I think he'd be proud of you for doing so.