Ignorance Is Bliss Until...

 ...someone gets nasty in defending it. Then it is just downright annoying. Take for example the guy who was at one of my tables at a local gun show last week. He was an old timer, probably well into his eighties, or at least his late seventies. He was talking to another younger guy who was with him while picking up several boxes of ammo I had for sale. As he did so with each, he mentioned the bullet grain weight written on each box, to his buddy. With one, it was apparently too small for him to read so he asked me what was the number on the box. He specifically asked me how much is the powder weighg of the cartridges.

WEll, my ignorance shone through at that moment when I said I had no clue. He said, it's right here on the box. I looked at where he had pointed on the box and I politely said that is the bullet weight. He immediately snapped back at me and in a huffy tone corrected me by insisting it was the powder weight. He then guffawed and told the guy with him it is the powder weight and that he has known that for sure for many years. He then turned to me and told me the same with another guffaw while yet again, in a not nice tone, insisted it was the powder weight. I just said, no sir that is the bullet weight. He laughed at me and my reply and insisted it was the bullet weight and mumbled something about him being a reloader. His laugh and tone of voice were not jocular nor friendly, they were a laugh and tone that you send someone's way when you are amazed by their ignorance or outrighg stupidity. 

 

I repeated myself once more in a polite way and he just laughed that laugh at me again and said he has known for years it was the powder weight. I was about to either look it up on the Internet, using my phone, to show him, but I think his buddy whispered something to him and he walked away after that saying he must have been wrong all those years. He said that as if he was dismissing an ignoramus, that being me.

 

Sometimes it is difficult to deal with potential customers in as much as staying cool and polite goes. He was one of those customers.  Another few verbal barbs from him and I would have told him to shove his smug attitude up his hole into where the sun does not shine. 

 

Now, I will admit, he had me wondering who was right, and  even though I was 99.9% sure it was me, I checked on the web. Turns out the grain weight listed on every box of brand name ammo, that I had at the show, was the bullet weight not the powder weight. I am wondering when I will read the news that a reloader in AR blew off his hands when his gun exloded.

 

All the best,

Glenn B