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I thought this would make for some interesting reading.


When I found out that Browning was making a long action BLR I had to have one. This was in '91 or so. Anyway I order one in a 7MM Rem Mag and was told it would be a matter of days...........days turned to weeks. I placed a call to Browning and was told they were available. I found another local dealer who said he had one (turns out he had to order it.........took 2 days). I went back and told the owner I want my $300 deposit back.........he says he can't.........I said yes you better. With a sour look on his face he wrote me out a check. What a dolt!!!

Before I knew anything about guns, a gun-shop owner sold me a rifle in 308 and a couple of boxes of 7.62x39 ammunition to go with it...

Re: Lets Hear Your Gunshop Horror Stories!!!
A few years ago my gunshop called me to tell me of a Rem 700 TI that just arrived......by the time I got there it was sold!......Oh the horror!

This will be the worst of all

I went in to a gunshop and couldnt buy them all

Dang, I'm not the only one?

Just a couple of weeks a fellow campfire member called me up to say there was a Savage 1899 short rifle at a local store for $250. Got there toooo late.



The number of run-ins with ignorant salespeople has always amazed me... I tend to try to learn a little about the industry I work in.

I'm with ya there...went today even and found bout 1/2 dozen callin my name,from an AR to a S&W Mountain Gun, but couldn't get any

Met my ex-wife in a gunshop, top that!

-How 'bout one from the other side of the counter...

I was working in a small gunshop in Ohio. It's the last weekend before deer season, and the line to buy licenses is all the way back to the door. This was back in the old days before computers when you had to fill them out by hand. A guy walks up to the counter, and says he has a handgun he needs some work done on. He proceeds to pull out a Czech Model 27 and sets it on the counter. The gun, he informs me is loaded. I immediately called for the owner to come up front. We had a code word to identify a situation which required immediate attendion, and he came out fast when he got the word. The guy standing next to the guy with the handgun was justifyable scared [bleep], as the handgun was pointed directly at him. The POS fell apart, right there on the counter. 'Turns out the grips were screwed up, and the magazine somehow popped out. The gun was cleared, and the owner was instructed to never return.

DANG! you won dude.

Methinks Steelhead takes the winners trophy!! Yikes!!

I really didn't, but it sure makes for good humor (damn ice cream again).

Besides, I still love her.

I was in the pawn and gun shop a few months after the counter guys had been maced and robbed.

Fella walked past the huge sign on the door, with an uncased shotgun.

I hit the floor as 3 pistols where drawn.

The guy with the shotgun about pissed himself as he was disarmed.

Idiot.

Here is the worst one I've ever seen. I knew Casey since I was little and shot trap with his daughter.

http://media.www.dailynebraskan.com...ted.For.Murder.At.Gun.Shop-1733921.shtml

Went in a few weeks ago and asked if they had any Ruger No.1's in stock.

Guy said they didn't stock that "cailber".

Walk in to a Pawn shop here in cheyenne and asked the guy if I could look at a 270 win they had on the rack. The guy handed me the rifle never opening the bolt, of corse the 1st thing I did was open the bolt to check it. out few and old coroded live cartrige.
I gave the clerk and the manager a good long speech on firearm safety and walked out of the place and never went back!

I used to work in a gun shop. Just about the time I got bit by the Scout rifle craze, a guy consigned a Remington M-600 in 308, which was the basis for Jeff Cooper's first-ever Scout. I bought it on the spot, and a few weeks later I took it elk hunting.

I lived in an apartment in the middle of downtown Seattle at the time, and the guy who owned the shop let me keep my long guns at the shop. I had stowed the 600 there after I got back from the elk hunt, knowing that it was safe from being stolen by any of the urban bad guys in Seattle. One day about an hour before I got to work, the rifle's previous owner walked in and got a bad case of seller's remorse.

And one of my co-workers sold him the rifle.


Okie John

Well, I had quite a scare last time I went into my local gun shop to buy my personal favorite rimfire ammo (Aguila Super Colibri). Walked in and first thing I saw was the muzzle of an O/U shotgun. Not sure why the guy holding it felt the best place to point it was at the front door. He was as surprised as I was when I walked in.

Ding, Ding, Ding, We have a Winner here.

Now that's a horror Story if I ever heard one.

I might have that covered-I met my lovely wife at a RIFLE RANGE. How many guys can say that?

I met my wife at a shooting competition.