Who Feels UNDERaged Now?
I was at sportsman's warehouse looking for a good holster for my 9mm pistol. i find a pretty nice one and got up to the counter to purchase the holster. "can i see some ID please?"
Now that's an odd question to ask for buying a holster... I reply with "umm sure...?" he looked at my ID and immediately gave it back to me and said "I cannot sell this to you, your underage." which i am, but i KNOW the laws. you can be five years old and buy a holster, there is no law against it. (i am 16 by the way) "sir I am pretty sure that those laws only pertain to guns and ammo, and not an accesory like a holster." he got a confused look on his face and then his expression changed to a hint of anger. "I know my laws, kid, and I am NOT selling you this holster. A new law was just passed resricting minors from buying handgun accesories"
okay fine, let me save you the trouble from selling it to me, you retard. "okay, can i have the holster back so i can put it away?"
I'll show you, you big dummy... "Whatever kid, you go do that." I take the holster, and walk very slowly to the counter across from his, so he can see me.
The lady at this counter checked me out with no problems whatsoever, no questions asked.
Let's see how he likes THAT! I turn around as i'm walking out the door and looked right into the face of the nutso, powertripping clerk. His face was bright red, which made me wonder when he was going to blow his gasket, and i also picked up a slight hint of horror on his face. Preparing myself to bust my guts laughing, I made eye contact, smiled, and waved.
Something tells me that i just outsmarted the wise guy!