1/13/09

I am so pissed off right now. Here’s what happened when I went back to the courthouse the second time yesterday. First off, I was right, the receipt did have the letters all mushed up printed on it. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the line she was talking about when she called me back. By the way, none of this refers to my friend Shari who works at the courthouse. She’d left already and now I’m dealing with a totally different lady. Apparently there is another line, hidden down in the middle of the receipt, which shows what the dumb cunt who sold them to me originally had actually entered and sent off to the state for manufacture. The goddamned fuck-head shit-for-brains civil servant fuck-hole bitch typed the motherfucker in wrong and then didn’t bother to show me where to look to confirm it was what I wanted. I looked at the receipt when I got it, and the window sticker by the way, and they both read “UNHUHU.” Had I seen the way dumb-cunt had typed it, I damn well would have had her change it. But no, since she didn’t show me what she was actually sending in, I got stuck for forty motherfucking dollars and plates I refuse to put on my car. Then the lady helping me had the audacity to say that they’d have to charge me another forty dollars to have another set made. Of course with the letter combination already made, I'd have to get something else this time. Fuck that. I said, “Just give me a new window sticker for the old plates then.” Well, they had to give me new plates as well as a new sticker. Fine, what the fuck ever. I'm tempted to call my friend Shari and tell to make sure all her counter monkeys point to the exact line where the plate order is spelled out so more people don’t get fucked like I did. Of course that won’t do any good, but at least she’d know I was pissed off and why. I'm almost too pissed off to continue. But here goes. After the first trip to the courthouse, on the way back to work I stopped in at Cutie Patootie’s range to ask about misfires and mis-feeds on the CHL test. It was agreed that if I could clear the jam and make the shot within the time limit, I'd be fine. “Actually,” one of the guys said, “they might like to see how you handle the situation and know that you can deal with it.” I still think I'm not going to use Slick Willie for my CHL class. The guy behind the counter asked of John had sold his 1911. I said, “Yeah, to me. Then I traded it back to him for the Baby Eagle.” He said that John had been back since then and made it sound like John was trying to sell the gun again. I called John to ask about it, not that it was really any of my business. He assured me that the dude asked first and John, being the mercenary he is, gave the guy a price. I said something about if I had the money I'd buy it back again because I really like 1911s. He once again offered to trade the Hebrew Hammer for it. I'm giving that some serious thought. While we were talking, a dude sat down at the table (I was having lunch when John called) and overheard me saying I ought to sell Slick Willie but know I'd take a bath on it. I know I paid way too much for it now. It wasn’t worth what I paid when it was new and it certainly isn't “twice as much gun as a Hi-Point 9mm” like I said to justify buying it. When I finished with the phone call, the dude asked for an explanation. I told him about Slick Willie and he thought about it for a moment. As he was leaving later he said something to the effect of he’d be willing to make an offer if I did decide to sell it. I doubt I'd ever carry the thing. I did a little playing around with it the other day and while it is true that I can walk around with it in my pocket, and it does not have anything protruding to snag on said pocket, it still won’t draw worth a crap and I cannot get to my change or keys without removing the gun first. So, other than it looks cool and is rare, never mind that the rarity is because it was an unpopular and “crappy” gun, there is really no reason to hang on to it. I don’t know. I think I could get enough for it to pick up a Hi-Point as a backup to the 1911. The .45 caliber Hi-Points are almost always in stock at SMR Firearms. They sure are mud fence ugly though. I would kind of like to be a .45 guy again. I'm beginning to re-doubt the 9mm as a man stopper. On the other hand, fifteen rounds of 9mm ought to solve any “social disputes” just as well, if not better than, seven or eight rounds of .45 caliber ammo. And the Hebrew Hammer is so friggin’ cool! I really love that octagonal rifling. It is such a breeze to clean. I don’t know what I'm going to do. I think I'll bring Slick Willie to show to the dude interested in it and see where things go from there. Perhaps I'll take his money and go see the folks at SMR. If they have a Hi-Point 9mm, we’ll be in business. If not, I'll look at the .45 and…we’ll see.