Funniest things you have heard in a gun shop

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While in a lgs a few days ago I saw a man walk up to a crate of mosin nagants and ask the owner "are these new". So that got me thinking, what are some of the funniest things you have heard/saw while in a gun shop.
 
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Gun related, If they had any .44 Magnum+P.

Non gun related, but in a LGS, A guy trying to convince his wife why he had to have set of "wolverine claws". (Three 6" blades that are attached to a "glove".)
 
Well, in the past couple of years the funniest one that never fails to get a laugh out of the guys behind the counter is when a customer asks "Do you have an .22 ammo?"

Around here the funny part is when they answer that question with, yes, $8 for a box of 50 thunderbolts. That's when you laugh and walk out.
 
When I am trying to make a purchase and Johnny know it all starts to get involved in my conversation with the seller.

I usually have a few funny words said to Johnny and hope he is not waiting outside for me.:D
 
I walked into my LGS the other day and I walked by two guys. One of them obviously wanted to be somewhere else and I heard the other guy say something along the lines of, "...when we start the revolution..." The other guy finally got away and I noticed the talker heading my way. I hurriedly found something of interest several aisles away.
 
A few weeks ago I was in a pawn shop that also sells guns. They had a severely bubba-ized Mosin Nagant M44 on the shelf with a tag that read "Italian Carcano 7.65 cal." I nicely told the guy behind the counter what they actually had, even pointing out the cryllic letters on the receiver and aresenal markings, and he informed me that no, it was a Carcano, they're "gun expert" said so...[emoji15]
 
I don't know if this is funny but it certainly is odd. A guy in an LGS told me that another dealer wouldn't sell him a .460 Weatherby because he didn't need that big of a rifle.
 
I handed an over-and-under shotgun to a customer and explained the finer points to him, as he was "planning on taking up trap shooting".

He asked me; "How many rounds does it hold"?

I responded with "That would be two, sir."

I got some funny "I'm sorry for you" looks from the other customers, but everyone was pretty cool, and didn't laugh out loud at the poor guy.
 
I do have one good story, It happened a couple of years ago while I was window shopping in a Sportsman's Warehouse, the couple next to us at the counter was looking for an HD gun for the woman while the guy was in Iraq.

The woman was having difficulty working the slide on the autoloaders that the clerk was bringing her so I leaned over & mentioned that my wife had the same issue & that we overcame it by simply leaving the weapon chambered (condition 1).

The clerk went into a low hover, he went absolutely BALLISTIC telling me how unsafe that was and how he'd never advise a "neophyte" (yes he actually used that word) to practice such an unsafe act. He went on to inform me that no self-respecting hunter's safety instructor would ever teach such a practice.

When I answered back that the CCW instructors sure would, he took his "neophytes" to the other end of the counter.
 
Funny-ish at the guns store range

Fellow comes in with a revolver in a clear plastic bag. He and his lady friend ask the employee what ammo they need for it. The employee takes it out of the bag onto the table.
He starts to say: "Well, it's a .38 Special . . ."
And then he notices the cylinder just spins freely in the frame. He opens it and notes that the cylinder bolt is BROKEN OFF! So he says "Except this one won't shoot. It's broken," and he shows them the lack of a bolt.
Sooo, the man asks as his lady looks on expectantly, "Does that mean it needs some other kind of ammo?"
BWAAAA HA HA HA HA HA! (sound of laughter-induced choking and flying tears!)

Sooo, the clerk explains that is will have to be sent back to the factory for repairs. The guy and his lady get reeeeal quiet. "Well," he starts, noticing the clerk reading the serial number, "I don't think we . . ." And he shuts up, drags the beast back into his bag and, with his lady, scrambles for the door.
BWAAAA HA HA HA HA HA!
 
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