I was 14 years old at the time. My mom was helping to buy a rifle for moi and brought me to Edmonton. At the counter of the store, when asked what I was interested in, I asked for an "authentic" stock... I meant synthetic but didn't know what I was talking about. A few customers chuckled, but not in a mean way.
While I was there, an order came in over the phone from a customer the owner knew well, it seemed. The order was for 50 fully automatic rifles, but fixed (i forget what it's called) to be semi-auto. I was like, umm... target practice much? uhh.. huh. Someone knew about zombies before zombies were cool, I think.
I read last year that the owner of that gun store commited suicide some years back.
So yeah, there goes a happy thread.