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I post very rarely on here so please help me if this is posted in the wrong section.
I want to share a experience that I had recently that got under my skin enough to share it.
Recently I have been pondering the idea of getting a suppressor, so on occasion when I am in a firearms store and they have suppressors I usually look at them and window shop. My brother and me were at Jensen arms in Loveland Colorado doing some window shopping, I went to look at the suppressors and got into a conversation with the gentleman behind the counter. As I was looking at the merchandise my brother and me got into the conversation with the salesmen about how much of a pain in the rear it is to get a device like this and how we believe that there should be no restrictions at all on suppressors and that the laws regulating suppressors are nothing short of "feel good" laws. The individual behind the counter quickly told us that "registering is no restriction" and that the 4-6 month wait for a item you purchased is not a restriction. He also told us that the folks at the ATF "are good guys, they go shooting, they have guns, they are just like you and me". I'm not to sure what his definition of a restriction is, but a wait time, creating a legal trust and getting the ATF approved to buy a object that is very similar to a RC car tuned muffler seems like a restriction to me.
According to websters dictionary a restriction is ": a law or rule that limits or controls something ,: the act of limiting or controlling something". Even on the ATF's website it says suppressors are regulated. So the big question I have is, does this individual know what he is talking about? I am really scrounging for words to describe my aggravation of this experience, how can someone who sells firearms and suppressors tell me with a straight face that the ATF is good people and that waiting for big brother to allow you to use a suppressor is perfectly fine?
Another thing that drives me nuts about Jensen arms is the ego of everyone that sells objects there, its like everyone there has fought in every war since the war of the deities on Mt Olympus and has used every piece of equipment ever made. It's like, I get it man, your a killing machine and know everything, I need to bow to your excellence. This individual we were talking to had a t shirt that had peter pan pooping in a jar and it said "how peanut butter is made". I think that t shirt is cute in a college frat house, but when your in a retail environment looking to take the money that i bust my ass for working in the Navy and the oil industry and my brothers money who is a BNSF train crew and in the Air Guard don't be surprised if we refuse to spend a dime of my money in your store, and laugh right in your face.
Well that is my rant, thanks for listening. Living in Wyoming my brother and me go to Colorado to go to gun stores to get more selection. By far the favorite places Ive been to is Mile High and USA Liberty arms. Most notably there is this individual named Bear at mile high who rolls out the red carpet for us and we spend money there because of it.
I post very rarely on here so please help me if this is posted in the wrong section.
I want to share a experience that I had recently that got under my skin enough to share it.
Recently I have been pondering the idea of getting a suppressor, so on occasion when I am in a firearms store and they have suppressors I usually look at them and window shop. My brother and me were at Jensen arms in Loveland Colorado doing some window shopping, I went to look at the suppressors and got into a conversation with the gentleman behind the counter. As I was looking at the merchandise my brother and me got into the conversation with the salesmen about how much of a pain in the rear it is to get a device like this and how we believe that there should be no restrictions at all on suppressors and that the laws regulating suppressors are nothing short of "feel good" laws. The individual behind the counter quickly told us that "registering is no restriction" and that the 4-6 month wait for a item you purchased is not a restriction. He also told us that the folks at the ATF "are good guys, they go shooting, they have guns, they are just like you and me". I'm not to sure what his definition of a restriction is, but a wait time, creating a legal trust and getting the ATF approved to buy a object that is very similar to a RC car tuned muffler seems like a restriction to me.
According to websters dictionary a restriction is ": a law or rule that limits or controls something ,: the act of limiting or controlling something". Even on the ATF's website it says suppressors are regulated. So the big question I have is, does this individual know what he is talking about? I am really scrounging for words to describe my aggravation of this experience, how can someone who sells firearms and suppressors tell me with a straight face that the ATF is good people and that waiting for big brother to allow you to use a suppressor is perfectly fine?
Another thing that drives me nuts about Jensen arms is the ego of everyone that sells objects there, its like everyone there has fought in every war since the war of the deities on Mt Olympus and has used every piece of equipment ever made. It's like, I get it man, your a killing machine and know everything, I need to bow to your excellence. This individual we were talking to had a t shirt that had peter pan pooping in a jar and it said "how peanut butter is made". I think that t shirt is cute in a college frat house, but when your in a retail environment looking to take the money that i bust my ass for working in the Navy and the oil industry and my brothers money who is a BNSF train crew and in the Air Guard don't be surprised if we refuse to spend a dime of my money in your store, and laugh right in your face.
Well that is my rant, thanks for listening. Living in Wyoming my brother and me go to Colorado to go to gun stores to get more selection. By far the favorite places Ive been to is Mile High and USA Liberty arms. Most notably there is this individual named Bear at mile high who rolls out the red carpet for us and we spend money there because of it.