You're a woman in a predominately mans field. I happen to like and respect that, as for the others who feel the need to troll you - well, the susceptibility of some folks to fall victim of the
idiocentricities of being a lesser human is either something to be ignored or used against them when the opportunity arises.
Kind words. My biggest complaint (not so much here but other forums) is the 1. lack of humor, 2. delicately invested egos, 3. Justification for things that aren't practical, 4. BS, 5. It is ok to say "I don't know," and 6. circle-jerk of who has thicker chest hair. Don't know if I mentioned, but I work at a dealer.
1. I like guns AND in my own head, I'm a successful stand-up comic (your miles may very) Why so serious?
2. If I don't like something that you're into, don't bleed from your anus. That just means that I don't personally care for it, not that it is junk. Just because you own it doesn't make it good either. How can you tell me a 'Vette is better than a Lambo if you've never been in a Lambo?
3. You DON'T have to be practical. Sometimes **** is just fun or badass and it it ok to admit that. Don't get butt-hurt either when I don't think that a setup that you have is practical. I'm getting into IDPA with a Glock 19. Practical? No. Fun? For now.
4. My workday is filled with people BS-ing their military service. Everyone was deployed with a special forces unit or was a sniper, SMH. My old boss was a Lt. Col. Green Beret legit, and another coworker teaches one of the sniper schools (forgot branch) so I've learned how to weed them a bit. Also, everyone lies about what they shoot, how often they shoot, how they carry, ect.
5. It is ok to not know something. Some of the guys that I respect the most and have the most knowledge are the ones also asking the most questions.
6. My balls are bigger than yours attitude... Guns are associated with masculinity and as a result, many men won't admit when they don't know how to shoot, I think. I think that is why that original comment got under my skin. No bad blood or anything but and means, just hit a pet-peeve. I probably needed a Midol.
Rant over, HA!