I didn't know what to put as a title as to promise more than what this is about, but it was a heart-stopper for me, but just a financial one.
I went to the Point Bland Range and Gun store to buy a couple of Pearce magazine pinkly grips so I had my Glock in the box with the slide back and magazine out (unloaded) like they want.
This was instead of having it with my other guns I'm shooting any given time in my carry-on rolling suitcase.
I took care of business and had them install the pinky extensions and rolled my suitcase, carrying my Glock box over to the counter where the targets are and you check into the range and waited my turn.
I checked in and the asked me if I wanted 1/2 hour or an hour and I told them: 6 hours.
They laughed b/c they are getting to know me and know I stay for an extra hour, sometimes 3 hours.
They just went ahead and put me down for 2 hours instead of me telling the R.O. when he tells me I have 5 minutes: "Do you want me to go back out and back in, or can you request another hour?"
Then I went over to the tall tables and chairs where people wait and you can see into some of the range.
After I got into my #7 spot and was setting up a couple of guns to shoot, I couldn't find my Glock box!
After checking 3 times, I was in a panic and went out to where I checked in and asked did I leave it on the counter?
I went over and check on the counter where the guy put on my pinky extenders to see if I left it sit there.
I looked up the guy that helped me and asked did he put it somewhere to wait on my to come back and get it? (of which was illogical since he would see my at the check-in or look me up in the range, but I was becoming desperate, knowing that a Glock box sitting on a counter somewhere would be too much of a temptation for some.
I asked people sitting at the tables (and looked on them) if they had seen a Glock box on the table (hoping they had turned it in if they had.
I was feeling the loss and couldn't believe I had been so careless!
I went into my range spot, and when I went over to the guys next to me by the wall to ask if they had seen a Glock box when they came in, they said they had seen one on the floor of the range and had put it over by the wall where they were.
And, there it was, on the floor by the wall about 2-3 feet away from the wall, like they had it sitting there for someone to see, laying flat on the floor.
I was so grateful and relieved!
Then, the thought went through my mind: "on the floor?" Like I dropped it out of my hand carrying it and didn't notice?
It didn't add up logically, but I was so grateful I didn't say a word about the inconsistency of it. I thought it was gone and was suffering the loss in my mind.
As I was in by range booth thinking of the strangeness of it all, I was willing to give the benefit of the doubt and got a $20 bill out to go give them as a thank-you (for not putting inside a jacket and carrying it out, but did leave it out for anyone to see.
I suppose they might have thought: if no one sees it and claims it, finders, keepers.
I pondered where I really left it though, since I certainly didn't set in on the floor: by the counter where the pinky was done, by counter where I checked in, or over by the tables or on the floor of the range.
I ASS UME I left it on the table before you go into the range, b/c that is where I put things (targets) when I stop before going into the range to put on my ear gear.
After collecting my new Glock acquisition for $400 from Bucknut last week I shot many rounds through it with glee using my new extensions, which gave me 3 finger purchase/grip/coverage and I could pretend it was a Glock 19. Works for me.
(The Pearce extensions that gave 12 rounds (lie: only 11) had better coverage for the pinky than the pinky extension did, which I found oxymoronish). I almost didn't buy the pinky extension b/c of it, but it was only a few dollars ($8, I think) and since I have 3 stock mags (thank-you, Glock) that would give me 3 variations: stock, pinky extension and 12 round extension (still a lie, however, but a better pinky extension).
Hope you vicariously enjoyed the horrow I experienced at the potential loss and learned to be better attentive than I was.
I went to the Point Bland Range and Gun store to buy a couple of Pearce magazine pinkly grips so I had my Glock in the box with the slide back and magazine out (unloaded) like they want.
This was instead of having it with my other guns I'm shooting any given time in my carry-on rolling suitcase.
I took care of business and had them install the pinky extensions and rolled my suitcase, carrying my Glock box over to the counter where the targets are and you check into the range and waited my turn.
I checked in and the asked me if I wanted 1/2 hour or an hour and I told them: 6 hours.
They laughed b/c they are getting to know me and know I stay for an extra hour, sometimes 3 hours.
They just went ahead and put me down for 2 hours instead of me telling the R.O. when he tells me I have 5 minutes: "Do you want me to go back out and back in, or can you request another hour?"
Then I went over to the tall tables and chairs where people wait and you can see into some of the range.
After I got into my #7 spot and was setting up a couple of guns to shoot, I couldn't find my Glock box!
After checking 3 times, I was in a panic and went out to where I checked in and asked did I leave it on the counter?
I went over and check on the counter where the guy put on my pinky extenders to see if I left it sit there.
I looked up the guy that helped me and asked did he put it somewhere to wait on my to come back and get it? (of which was illogical since he would see my at the check-in or look me up in the range, but I was becoming desperate, knowing that a Glock box sitting on a counter somewhere would be too much of a temptation for some.
I asked people sitting at the tables (and looked on them) if they had seen a Glock box on the table (hoping they had turned it in if they had.
I was feeling the loss and couldn't believe I had been so careless!
I went into my range spot, and when I went over to the guys next to me by the wall to ask if they had seen a Glock box when they came in, they said they had seen one on the floor of the range and had put it over by the wall where they were.
And, there it was, on the floor by the wall about 2-3 feet away from the wall, like they had it sitting there for someone to see, laying flat on the floor.
I was so grateful and relieved!
Then, the thought went through my mind: "on the floor?" Like I dropped it out of my hand carrying it and didn't notice?
It didn't add up logically, but I was so grateful I didn't say a word about the inconsistency of it. I thought it was gone and was suffering the loss in my mind.
As I was in by range booth thinking of the strangeness of it all, I was willing to give the benefit of the doubt and got a $20 bill out to go give them as a thank-you (for not putting inside a jacket and carrying it out, but did leave it out for anyone to see.
I suppose they might have thought: if no one sees it and claims it, finders, keepers.
I pondered where I really left it though, since I certainly didn't set in on the floor: by the counter where the pinky was done, by counter where I checked in, or over by the tables or on the floor of the range.
I ASS UME I left it on the table before you go into the range, b/c that is where I put things (targets) when I stop before going into the range to put on my ear gear.
After collecting my new Glock acquisition for $400 from Bucknut last week I shot many rounds through it with glee using my new extensions, which gave me 3 finger purchase/grip/coverage and I could pretend it was a Glock 19. Works for me.
(The Pearce extensions that gave 12 rounds (lie: only 11) had better coverage for the pinky than the pinky extension did, which I found oxymoronish). I almost didn't buy the pinky extension b/c of it, but it was only a few dollars ($8, I think) and since I have 3 stock mags (thank-you, Glock) that would give me 3 variations: stock, pinky extension and 12 round extension (still a lie, however, but a better pinky extension).
Hope you vicariously enjoyed the horrow I experienced at the potential loss and learned to be better attentive than I was.