I went in just to have a quick look of what they had in stock. Walked by the rifle counter, stopped for a about 10 seconds looking at a rifle on the wall, and then it happened. I heard "Can I help you with something?" I was in shock. I looked up to see a new guy that I haven't seen before.
I stammered back to him, "No, just browsing". He responded "Ok, let me know if you need anything." I nodded and walked over dazed to the hand gun display.
I after getting done with looking at the hand guns (good deal on a M&P 340 BTW), I wandered back to the shotgun corner. I leaned over to see if the Norinco 1897 was still horrendously overpriced, and then BAM! It happened again. "Anything I can help you with?"
By this time, I was calculating the shortest route back to the front entrance. Something was definitely amiss. I responded a quick "no thanks", and then hurriedly made my way back to the door.
As a approached it, the young pup behind the register told me to have a nice day. I almost bolted through the door.
Once outside, I scanned the area and made sure no one was following me to my car. I made it back home safely, but now I am a bind. I don't know which agency to report human looking alien invasions too.
On a serious note here, me thinks someone working there has read the large amount of threads dealing with their craptastic customer service. Anyone else notice this?
I stammered back to him, "No, just browsing". He responded "Ok, let me know if you need anything." I nodded and walked over dazed to the hand gun display.
I after getting done with looking at the hand guns (good deal on a M&P 340 BTW), I wandered back to the shotgun corner. I leaned over to see if the Norinco 1897 was still horrendously overpriced, and then BAM! It happened again. "Anything I can help you with?"
By this time, I was calculating the shortest route back to the front entrance. Something was definitely amiss. I responded a quick "no thanks", and then hurriedly made my way back to the door.
As a approached it, the young pup behind the register told me to have a nice day. I almost bolted through the door.
Once outside, I scanned the area and made sure no one was following me to my car. I made it back home safely, but now I am a bind. I don't know which agency to report human looking alien invasions too.
On a serious note here, me thinks someone working there has read the large amount of threads dealing with their craptastic customer service. Anyone else notice this?

This kind of thing is like seeing bigfoot or the queen of england smile!



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