Let's play a joke on all the normies and slowly but surely start trying to convince them .40 is the premium cartridge for professionals.
Seriously. It would be funny AF.
Let's play a joke on all the normies and slowly but surely start trying to convince them .40 is the premium cartridge for professionals.
Seriously. It would be funny AF.
I'll always stand by my opinion that the only cartridge worth a damn in those is .45 LC.
But if I had to market something to folks that know dick about guns I couldn't do any better than the judge and governor.
"What's that buddy? You need a gun for protection? Let me ask you, when you hear STOPPING POWER, you imagine a shotgun right? Welp, this revolver shoots shotgun shells. And don't go bragging about it to anyone because it's basically a sawed off shotgun, right? That's the thing too, why would you want a sawn off shotgun? It sprays hot lead at everything in front of you and they are still heavy. Here hold this 32" over under. Fuckin heavy right? Now hold this judge. Now if you ask me, holding that chunk of steel, you feel like Dirty Harry right? Now yes he had a revolver, but it wasn't just any revolver. He carried a Smith & Wesson, the most powerful pistol in the world. Did you know S&W make their own version of this that also shoots shotgun shells? It's not even twice as much and you got some REAL AMERICAN steel in your hand."
You've done this before haven't you? PM me the name of the gun store you work in, I'd like to stop in a meet you.
I'm far too honest and probably autistic to work sales again.
Last experience was an auto parts store and I fuckin hated it, it was probably because nobody that walks into a parts store looking for a control arm, sway bar link and ball joints is having a good day and they sure as hell didn't want to spend that $270 at your store.
Are you the guy who sold my dad on that shit? My old man fucking loves the Judge. Swears by it. Claims it’s the best fucking gun ever made. (Also, he doesn’t own one. He just shot his buddy’s Judge years ago.)
He gives me so much shit for carrying 9mm.
To my dad there are two pistols worth owning: anything in .380, or a Judge.
I fucking wish I was kidding.
I never worked in a gun store.
But my favorite overheard pre-sale conversation at a gun store went like this.
"Oh you're thinking of carrying a gun?"
"Yeah, but I've never bought one before. I went to the range once."
"Oh yeah? Did you like it?"
"Yeah it was a revolver, I don't remember anything else about it though."
"Well check this one out, I think this one is right up your alley."
"I don't know it's pretty big"
"Yeah man, that's a Ruger Super Blackhawk in .454 Casull. You're required by law to carry something like this hiking in Alaska."
I had to run to the other side of the shop so they couldn't hear my snickering, so I don't know the rest. The main part where I lost it was the Alaska part because that's pretty far away for it to be a consideration for daily carry.