I'm actually a huge jerk in real life...
You are very wise @dave in "just assisting your wife" towards what she likes and wants versus "dictating or influencing" what she should get. I think us men, way underestimate a females potential and capabilities of learning and handling firearms.
Yet females, can drive a car, chew gum, talk on the cell phone and put make up on and do all these things at the same time while dropping the kids off at school and still getting herself to work on time. I don't know of any man who is that multi-faceted.
I know my wife is just typical of most others, yet she can not only pick up on, but master most firearm training, faster than I can teach her. She absolutely amazes me, how hungry and focused she can be when learning and honing new firearm skills.
While I admit, I am a Glock fanboy, when she decided to upgrade from her Ruger LCP .380, She shot many different compact 9mm's. After she eliminated the Walther PPS, Springfield XDS, Taurus Millenium, Ruger LC9 and the Kimber Solo from the first round, the only three that were left standing from that initial round was the S&W Shield, Glock 43 and Sig 938.
She really liked shooting the Shield, but decided it was just too bulky for her to carry in the type of work attire she wears. I ended up getting her the Glock 43 for Christmas, but a friend of mine, let her carry around his Sig 938 for a couple of weeks in her spare time and she would practice drawing and dry firing between that Sig 938 and the G43 I purchased her.
she really liked both the Glock and Sig and to be honest, I was kinda hoping she would choose the Sig so I could keep the G43 for myself. But damn my luck, she chose the Glock. And I think she sort of knew that I secretly wanted it, because she never let's me be alone in the same room with her gun anymore.
I think she is kind of a jerk in real life also...
Agreed, we are both blessed. Personally, I would feel even more blessed if she would take some of the crap I dished out. But I would probably die of starvation first. Terrible death, starvation.
Ha! Yet another reason why I'm the cook in our house.
Terrible death indeed! I'm lucky: she's told me for 28 years that she's got a frying pan with my name on it for when I stray too far off the reservation! As a nurse I figure starvation takes longer than I want to take in the dying process. Now I just pray the War Department hits me well enough to finish me off quickly so I don't suffer much! And the saddest thing is this: she'd get off because she's got enough folks to testify on her behalf that the prosecutor would consider it justifiable homicide! And enough folks know me well enough to figure I'm hard enough to live with that they'd consider it a public service to remove me from the planet!Agreed, we are both blessed. Personally, I would feel even more blessed if she would take some of the crap I dished out. But I would probably die of starvation first. Terrible death, starvation.
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simon1Now back to the subject of the thread...I've never shot a Bersa said:
