About two hours ago cleaning up the department, a guy was standing at the gun counter. He asked me to help him. I came over and he said, "what do you recommend?" For what? "Anything?" What are you looking for sir? "Uhhh, lemme see that Marlin 45-70 lever action". About the time I handed the firearm to him, I could smell the alcohol on him. I ended up getting it back in my possession but not before he argued with me of why I refused to take the trigger lock off. "Man how am I supposed to buy a gun with a trigger lock on?" "Ok screw it, I'll take it." Walked into the office, called the manager in, told her the story and said, "I ain't selling him nothing." She called the store manager and I talked to him for like 15 minutes. By the time I was told how to handle the situation, he got fed up and left. I have no sympathy or soft spot for public drunks. He did try to tell me he wanted it because he was going to Alaska and wanted it in case a bear attacked him. Oh the joy of working behind the gun counter.