DonNikmare
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Well, I was able to leave work early and decided to sneak off to the local CTD store. I usually go there every pay day for a little ammo but missed last Friday due to a work function 
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I was on a tight time schedule. I had to be in order to get home and stash the ammo away and look innocent . It was raining/hailing at times, tornado warning sirens were sounding (no joke), close to 1600 hours, and traffic was getting more backed up by the minute. But undeterred I drove on...
So I quickly picked some Gold Dots and Golden Sabers, conversed with a clerk regarding the likely availability of S&B in .45 ACP (they were out), handled a HK .45, marveled at the 12 round capacity of its mags
, looked at .357's in Ruger and S&W, had a brief discussion about those S&W locks, got a Hougue grip, had another brief discussion about what was the most common grip screw thread size and whether I should rethread/retap the grip screw holes on my CZ's so I could get cooler looking grip screws, had yet another brief discussion about what was the best and closest rifle range in the area, and finally hurried off to the register. But then I remembered "5.11 pants! Yes they have 5.11 pants!", that was supposed to be the main purpose of this trip :banghead: My ADD got the best of me.
"Well...", I said to myself "I can still make it". I was going through the stacks of pants as fast as I could at the risk of making a mess and pissing off the clerks. I even broke a little sweat. And then I got paged! It was my wife...more than a little sweat. She almost never pages me. In fact, I complain how I'm always the one to call. So, I had to call back. Well, to make the long story less long...Caller ID is not always a good friend but I calmly explained how I was able to leave work early and that I was just catching up on what I was supposed to do last Friday. I was surprised at her calm and accomodating reaction, especially considering our recent discussions of our financial matters. I think she figured "Well, he is buying pants. He never buys clothing..."
I still made it home in time to stash the ammo and she liked those 5.11 pants!
She looked at the big back pockets, said "What are these?", stuck her hands down in them pockets and It all went much better than it could have!!!
Now about those 5.11 pants... Most were made in Combodia, some in Hong Kong. Slight variations in color were noticable especially in the Olive green. Some pairs' fabric also felt thicker than others regardless of place of manufacture. Some had the flash light pocket on the right side some on the left. I plan to use that pocket for an extra mag so I chose the ones with it on the left for 'tactical' reasons For some strange reason, all of the pants that had the flash light pocket on the left side had some extra fabric reenforcement on the corners of the front main pockets. I chose Khaki.
Nik
.I was on a tight time schedule. I had to be in order to get home and stash the ammo away and look innocent
. It was raining/hailing at times, tornado warning sirens were sounding (no joke), close to 1600 hours, and traffic was getting more backed up by the minute. But undeterred I drove on...So I quickly picked some Gold Dots and Golden Sabers, conversed with a clerk regarding the likely availability of S&B in .45 ACP (they were out), handled a HK .45, marveled at the 12 round capacity of its mags
, looked at .357's in Ruger and S&W, had a brief discussion about those S&W locks, got a Hougue grip, had another brief discussion about what was the most common grip screw thread size and whether I should rethread/retap the grip screw holes on my CZ's so I could get cooler looking grip screws, had yet another brief discussion about what was the best and closest rifle range in the area, and finally hurried off to the register. But then I remembered "5.11 pants! Yes they have 5.11 pants!", that was supposed to be the main purpose of this trip :banghead: My ADD got the best of me."Well...", I said to myself "I can still make it". I was going through the stacks of pants as fast as I could at the risk of making a mess and pissing off the clerks. I even broke a little sweat. And then I got paged! It was my wife...more than a little sweat. She almost never pages me. In fact, I complain how I'm always the one to call. So, I had to call back. Well, to make the long story less long...Caller ID is not always a good friend but I calmly explained how I was able to leave work early and that I was just catching up on what I was supposed to do last Friday. I was surprised at her calm and accomodating reaction, especially considering our recent discussions of our financial matters. I think she figured "Well, he is buying pants. He never buys clothing..."
I still made it home in time to stash the ammo and she liked those 5.11 pants!
She looked at the big back pockets, said "What are these?", stuck her hands down in them pockets and
It all went much better than it could have!!! Now about those 5.11 pants... Most were made in Combodia, some in Hong Kong. Slight variations in color were noticable especially in the Olive green. Some pairs' fabric also felt thicker than others regardless of place of manufacture. Some had the flash light pocket on the right side some on the left. I plan to use that pocket for an extra mag so I chose the ones with it on the left for 'tactical' reasons
For some strange reason, all of the pants that had the flash light pocket on the left side had some extra fabric reenforcement on the corners of the front main pockets. I chose Khaki.Nik
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I'm not sure why it's still there on the "Tactical" version, but I know one guy who thinks that it helps keep his OWB holster tighter to his butt. Whatever.