Frustrated with know-it-all
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I see the opposite issue more often. I Have some pretty expensive guns, but most of my collection is fairly cheap ($300-$500). I hear folks say that a RIA 1911 is junk because it has MIM parts and then make excuses when I shoot a smaller group with a gun that cost 1/4 as much as theirs.
I hear it most often from the AR aficionados. They really seem to resent someone that has a durable, accurate and reliable AR that didn't spend $1000+ on it.
I hear it most often from the AR aficionados. They really seem to resent someone that has a durable, accurate and reliable AR that didn't spend $1000+ on it.
Life is to short to deal with people that don`t see things the way you do....Simply tell the person that we all have our own money to do with what we wish...he buys what he wants and you do the same and you really don`t appreciate discussing guns with him based on money choices either of you make....
There are many people that really feel that they make all the best decisions because they don`t have anything else to say....It`s YOUR choice who you discuss things with and what you discuss...
There are many people that really feel that they make all the best decisions because they don`t have anything else to say....It`s YOUR choice who you discuss things with and what you discuss...
One of my neighbors is like that. Fortunately, we don't talk very often. He always braggs about the next gun he's going to buy... while asking for freebies from other folks. The last time he talked to me he actually interrupted a conversation with another neighbor about his dying father just to bragg about his next acquisition. I cut that conversation VERY short. What a sociopathic jerk. When dealing with folks like that these days I just offer a pleasant smiling "hello" and a speedy "see ya' later, neighbor". I simply don't have the patience to stand and listen to BS from those whom I don't care to be around.
5R milspec
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OK if you have done all that you can to stay away from this one person then do this.just ask him out to the range one day and spank his but.allow him to bring what ever he wants.then this will give him the ups on ya.or he will at least think so.heck with you just being able to shoot first he just might right then make the call to shut up.
did this one time but didn't have to offer a day at the range.was at the range shooting and a guy pulled up.from the start he started at it.what he didn't know about me that day was that I was just out shooting to have fun.I had alot of old ammo to get rid of and thats what I went to do.
so when he pulled up he cought me in a day of fun.( trigger time )what he saw was a bunch of bad groups.now this is what he had to feed on but what he did not know was that I always keep my good stuff close by.so I said to him you just want have a friendly shoot.he said yes why not.so I then pulled out the range box and cleaned the rifel.it had one two many for a good old butt woopping for me to give.after I cleaned the bore I asked him who's first.now he went with me being the first.I knew then he was in trouble.I had already shoot a good bit so the trigger fingure was all dialed in.
now you will have to bare with me on this.I had no clue to how good or bad this guy was.but I had had enough of his mouth.I had heard alot from others on how he can be at times.so this was going to be a good thing for me or a bad thing.well back to the story.I sat down and put the first round in the chamber.well it went right in the place it was ment to be.well we all know how the rest went. did the same for a 10 shot group.yes,you guessed it right they all went into a dime sized hole or smaller at 100 yards.now buy this time hes spotting for me like I wanted him to do.well when it came time for him to get out his rifel he did just the opposite he went home or to work.I never heard another bad word or saying from him.even to this day.
to even add to this story I will say that he was a state trooper.and that day he drove up he was in his trooper car in uniform.I guess he was just trying to end his day.I guess he thought he was the best at what he did and that gave him a big guy head.now to this day we are both good friends.would not change that day for nothing.I ended up with a good friend that day.he even looks to me for help.every year I get to go out and shoot his rifel to make sure its shooting like it needs to be.( more trigger time at his wallets cost )
sorry for the story but had tell it.for me I can feel the OP feelings.I too had a choice to make.was it the right choice maybe not.but will say that I am glade I made the choice I did.the OP will have to make one soon.just hope that he is able to make the right one.
did this one time but didn't have to offer a day at the range.was at the range shooting and a guy pulled up.from the start he started at it.what he didn't know about me that day was that I was just out shooting to have fun.I had alot of old ammo to get rid of and thats what I went to do.
so when he pulled up he cought me in a day of fun.( trigger time )what he saw was a bunch of bad groups.now this is what he had to feed on but what he did not know was that I always keep my good stuff close by.so I said to him you just want have a friendly shoot.he said yes why not.so I then pulled out the range box and cleaned the rifel.it had one two many for a good old butt woopping for me to give.after I cleaned the bore I asked him who's first.now he went with me being the first.I knew then he was in trouble.I had already shoot a good bit so the trigger fingure was all dialed in.
now you will have to bare with me on this.I had no clue to how good or bad this guy was.but I had had enough of his mouth.I had heard alot from others on how he can be at times.so this was going to be a good thing for me or a bad thing.well back to the story.I sat down and put the first round in the chamber.well it went right in the place it was ment to be.well we all know how the rest went. did the same for a 10 shot group.yes,you guessed it right they all went into a dime sized hole or smaller at 100 yards.now buy this time hes spotting for me like I wanted him to do.well when it came time for him to get out his rifel he did just the opposite he went home or to work.I never heard another bad word or saying from him.even to this day.
to even add to this story I will say that he was a state trooper.and that day he drove up he was in his trooper car in uniform.I guess he was just trying to end his day.I guess he thought he was the best at what he did and that gave him a big guy head.now to this day we are both good friends.would not change that day for nothing.I ended up with a good friend that day.he even looks to me for help.every year I get to go out and shoot his rifel to make sure its shooting like it needs to be.( more trigger time at his wallets cost )
sorry for the story but had tell it.for me I can feel the OP feelings.I too had a choice to make.was it the right choice maybe not.but will say that I am glade I made the choice I did.the OP will have to make one soon.just hope that he is able to make the right one.
I couldn't resist having fun with it, if it were me.
For example, I used to work with guys that talked football football football. Nothing but, and they had every fact and every stat and they knew it all. I don't follow football. It was annoying; I followed hockey fanatically. Very annoying, until I started having fun with it.
During the football talk, one of them would invariably turn to me and say "How about that running back? Ever see anybody move the ball like that?". I'd reply "no, but this guy Dexter Finlay at LSU beat his rushing record for one quarter, his sophomore year". And these guys would get unhappy they didn't know that, and go look it up after work! And of course it wasn't true, I made the person up- to be a bigger know-it-all than they were. After three or four episodes like this, they started leaving me alone.
But of course, being a natural born button-pusher, I started butting into their football conversations with made-up nonsense each time they talked football, to annoy them as much as I was previously. But I was having a great time, and they were the ones being annoyed. Turnabout is fair play
For example, I used to work with guys that talked football football football. Nothing but, and they had every fact and every stat and they knew it all. I don't follow football. It was annoying; I followed hockey fanatically. Very annoying, until I started having fun with it.
During the football talk, one of them would invariably turn to me and say "How about that running back? Ever see anybody move the ball like that?". I'd reply "no, but this guy Dexter Finlay at LSU beat his rushing record for one quarter, his sophomore year". And these guys would get unhappy they didn't know that, and go look it up after work! And of course it wasn't true, I made the person up- to be a bigger know-it-all than they were. After three or four episodes like this, they started leaving me alone.
But of course, being a natural born button-pusher, I started butting into their football conversations with made-up nonsense each time they talked football, to annoy them as much as I was previously. But I was having a great time, and they were the ones being annoyed. Turnabout is fair play
Sgt.Fathead
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I run into these types often. I'm always looking to learn new things so I listen and sometimes it's clear right off that they're loons. I just look serious and listen and if they are incorrect, I point out the errors, gently, and if they are braggers, I just tell them I'm busy and walk away.
I work with a fella like that. Brags on his huge gun collection, his shooting prowess, his skills with the medieval broadsword (I'm not kidding on that one), his high school football career, his gorgeous wife who cooks better than Paula Dean and Rachel Ray, his awesome car, etc. You've been to the moon, this cat's been to Mars. Says it twice, believes it himself sort.
Ah, they're everywhere.
I work with a fella like that. Brags on his huge gun collection, his shooting prowess, his skills with the medieval broadsword (I'm not kidding on that one), his high school football career, his gorgeous wife who cooks better than Paula Dean and Rachel Ray, his awesome car, etc. You've been to the moon, this cat's been to Mars. Says it twice, believes it himself sort.
Ah, they're everywhere.