It has been 1 year, 7 months, 1 day, 4 hours, and 32 minutes since I have seen a brick of .22lr anywhere (aside from $60 bricks at gun shows). I went to Sportsmans Warehouse today on my way to run errands just to see if they got any powder in. I rounded the ammo aisle after picking out some Nosler bullets, and I caught something out of the corner of my eye. It was a shelf with 10 bricks of Federal .22lr on it. I know I must have stood there staring at it for 45 seconds...hoping it wasn't an illusion. I reached out and touched a box just to make sure. I looked to my left, then to my right. There were no neckbeards throwing elbows, no lines of housewives on their phones telling their friends to get there now...nothing. I grabbed my one box limit and sneaked my way through the clothing department all while watching over my shoulder to make sure no one was about to tackle me.
I had half a mind to change clothes in my truck and walk back in to get another box...but that would make me no better that the fuckwad neckbeards....so I left.
Well...that was my excitement for the year. I sure hope this is a sign that the fucking neckbeards are getting tired of it...