Wednesday, May 8, 2013

I Am Not A Prisoner of Ammo Buying Urges - I Am A Free Man!

My Absolute Last Ammo Order - As In Concluding, Ultimate, Ending, Closing, Terminal or final order of ammunition that I shall have ever made online as one several days ago for Winchester, 115 grain FMJ, 9mm ammunition. I promised myself that I never again would order ammo online or buy it from any other source. I promised myself that because I know, deep down inside, I am not an ammo hoarder. Nor am I a guy who goes out and shoots up his entire stores of ammo on his next range visit only to be left wanting for more of it. I am a sensible, oft frugal, reasonable, law abiding (well I do jaywalk and forget to move my vehicle for alternate side of the street parking now and then, among other such minimal infractions) firearms owner who is not addicted to buying as much ammo as I almost can afford whenever it becomes available. Nor am I a worrywart, who is overly concerned that zombies are suddenly going to rise up and take over America (well, depending on your definition of zombies that is) while trying to kill of the rest of us.

My Absolute Last Ammo Order - As In Concluding, Ultimate, Ending, Closing, Terminal or Final order of ammunition that I ever shall have made online, or anywhere else, was one made several days ago for Winchester, 115 grain FMJ, 9mm ammunition. As soon as I ordered that, I promised myself I never again would order ammo online or buy it from any other source. I promised myself that because I know, deep down inside, I am not an ammo hoarder nor an ammo buying obsessive/compulsive. Neither am I a guy who goes out and shoots up his entire stores of ammo on his next range visit only to be left wanting for more of it like a junkie shooting all of his dope and soon needing another fix. I am a sensible, oft frugal, reasonable, law abiding (well I do jaywalk and forget to move my vehicle for alternate side of the street parking now and then, among other such minimal infractions) firearms owner who is not compelled into to buying as much ammo as I almost can afford whenever it becomes available. Nor am I a worrywart, who is overly concerned that zombies are suddenly going to rise up and take over America (well, depending on your definition of zombies that is) while trying to kill of the rest of us.



Neither am I concerned, and thus forced to buy ammunition, just because some folks think it is the devil himself  who is in power in Washington, D.C. (I think maybe it's his cousin but not actually the devil) and that he and his minion want to destroy the American way of life and are well on their way to having done so. That is not really happening though - is it? Isn't it normal for the government to buy billions of rounds of ammo, armored vehicles, lots of rifles with 30 round magazines (that they cleverly call personal defense weapons with standard magazines when they buy them but call assault weapons and high capacity magazines when in the hands of free citizens) and have their civilian servant forces prepare for armed encounters against the citizenry. I mean, are we a socialistic/communistic type of a country - or what! Am I worried about all of that? Nah, not me but I am a practical sort of a guy and want guns and ammo in good supply anyway - but not too much and I don't need anymore ammo.

As I was composing all that, calmly sitting here at my computer, suddenly I heard something like this. It was the call to arms of http://gunbot.net alerting me that the price of one of the calibers of ammo I have earmarked had a price drop to my personally preselected price level. I went to their site and saw that the alert was for .32 Auto. Suddenly I heard a voice saying: 'Holy low priced horse shit Batman, did you see that? Prvi Partisan 71 grain, FMJ, .32 ammo is on sale at Widener's at only .24 cents per round as per gunbot.net!'  I thought: Wow, those are pre-second term election ammo prices; how can I not pick some up before it is too late. "No - No- NO - DO'T BUY ANYMORE" is what I was also thinking. The urge was strong to buy and seemed as strong to avoid buying. "I know I can do it!", thought I. Then I heard another sound, like this except it was booming and getting faster, I began to realize I was perspiring, even salivating. It was like this. I had to do something to stop it, to make that feeling go away, to dissipate the thoughts of: 'I gotta get some quick before it all sells out'. Oh what to do?

I knew how to make it stop, at least for the immediate future. I selected the number of boxes of ammo and filled in all the other required info then, I pressed "Submit Order".  It was almost as if I had no will of my own. Ammo buying, its like this and it is over and over and over and over an over again, maybe until there is no more ammo to buy. Another 250 rounds of ammo is about to be on its way to my doorstep. Oh my, can't anyone help me end these nightmares.

I really don't need any help; mind you I can do it by myself. I know I can beat this on my own. I don't need no stinking shrinks or counselors or interventions or friends on whose shoulders to cry. No sir, no ma'am I don't need your help. I know I must fight it, I know I can do it. I am resigned to it, to not buying one more single piece of solitary ammunition ever.  I will not be pushed into making anymore ammo deals. I will not index myself as some sort of ammo buying freak, I am not a prisoner of a compulsion to buy ammunition, I will make no more ammo deals for a single bullet. (Click), I am not a prisoner of imagined uncontrollable  ammo buying urges. I am a free man!

Later 4 U, I have got to go check http://gunbot.net/ while I still have the freedom to do so.

All the best,
Glenn B

1 comment:

Humble wife said...

In the world today and the legislation that is threatened, I would be more worried about what I have on hand or if I had health issues that would cause a raid to take what is in my home.

NY is one of those states that I see as a beautiful place but one that is so troubling. I pray we can reign in our legislators...

and btw~I seriously doubt that you~ GB are done, and am humored by your post.

Jen