I went to the local K-Mart to buy some ammo for my .22 today when I got off work.
The girl working there said she needed to get the manager cause she wasn't sure if she needed to do "anything special" to sell me a box of .22's.
I told her that they are just bullets nothing "special" is needed to by them, then I mentioned that if I were actualy buying a gun it may be a different story, at this point she interupted me by saying I don't sell real guns. So I asked what those things behind her were for, decoration?
Then she changed the subject and told me she hates guns because her brother shot himself in the arm to see what it felt like.
She was about 5 feet tall and weighed about 300 lbs and looked about as smart as a box of rocks.
Man she was a real freakshow, I would not be suprised if her IQ were somewhat below room temperature.