We're sitting down before the shift and eating dinner. It's a ritual in the old-school Italian restaurants....
The owner's son is there, chatting, he's very lively. Good looking, 26 years old, he's trying to sell us helicopters he's found in the back of his roommates "Soldier of Fortune" magazine. Helicopters, $50.00, Jeeps, $25.00, the US government is selling them off cheap....
Now I know he's talking about the Army Surplus, and since I've got that Helicopter Pilot's helmet (which I grossly overpaid for, but I'm a safety-first kinda guy) I think "Why not" and I offer to buy 2 helicopters. $100.00. He promises to bring me in the magazine, but I don't want it. I just want the helicopters. I offer him a hundred and fifty, so he can buy one for himself, let him deal with the paperwork and ordering, and now he's backpedaling.... His father just ignores us.
The next night, dinner again, we're talking about the gun control laws, the 1 billion wasted on the gun registry, the owner is telling us how anyone can get a gun, heck, he can get me any gun I want in 2 days, with silencer and everything, brought across from the border....
And I'm thinking to myself, "Great, throw in a couple of Glocks with silencers with the helicopters and I'll pay $200...".
But I don't say anything. I'm new, and I haven't tested his sense of humor yet. He seems pretty dry.