This weekend's AFHF class precluded my usual trip to the Indy 1500, which was a bit of a bummer, but... yay, gun school!
However, I figured to sneak in on Friday afternoon, since the show opens at 2PM on that day for a sort of sneak preview of the weekend, and at least walk the aisles some. I can't really afford anything right now, but maybe I'd stumble across some variant or barrel length of a Smith .32 or .38 top-break I didn't already have for stupid cheap, or an un-bubba'ed full-length Carcano or Stey-Mannlicher for a C-note-and-change.
Also, I sorta hoped the guys from Raven Concealment would have their portable holster-makin' gear there so I could get a proper IWB for my M&P9 with the CTC Lightguard mounted.
I arrived at the Fairgrounds at 2:03, and as I was preparing to park, I noticed that the line wrapped clear around the front of the building and halfway down the side. In spitting 46°F rain. In the middle of the day, on a weekday.
I whipped the car around, and headed for the nearest drug store to buy an umbrella, since I did not currently own one. I mean, the show had only been open for three minutes, and so it was probably taking some time to get the initial logjam through the gate. By the time I got back, surely they would have processed most of the herd and I shouldn't have more than a five or ten minute wait...
It was 2:26PM when I returned with my umbrella and now the line wrapped around the front of the building and all the way down the side (the length of a city block) and people were still streaming across the parking lot to get on the end of it.
I didn't even pull into the parking lot; I just kept driving. Screw that. There was not a single thing in that building I needed badly enough to stand for an hour in forty-degree rain, by myself with a bunch of strangers, fingers slowly getting numb and feet getting sore, before I even got into the crowded jostle of the show.
"But Tam!" you say, "Suppose there was a screaming deal on a Smith Triple Lock or a Colt 1905 just waiting in there?"
You know, there will be other shows, and the hunting's half the fun of the finding anyway. I know why that crowd was there, and I already have the stuff they were all herdin' up to get, and good luck to 'em all.
Me? I'm going to gun school.