A friend and I were discussing handguns today and we got on the topic of his nephew who’d bought a .357 Magnum revolver (the only handgun he owns) but can’t shoot it worth a damn. It made me think about the husband of one of my employees who’s a retired firefighter, stands about 6′ 4″ has a WWE wrestler’s build and whose only gun is a compact .380. Which he never shoots. In both cases they were out with the guys and got a recommendation from someone as to what gun they should buy. In both cases that recommendation was wrong . . .
We’re assaulted by recommendations from all manner of “experts” who are only too happy to tell anyone who will listen about their idea of the perfect gun. The problem is those who are less knowledgeable often follow this advice without really understanding the implications. Until it’s too late and they’ve plunked down their hard-earned cash for a gun they hate.
I’ve been down that road myself. I’ve probably purchased something north of a couple of dozen handguns over the last few years in search of the “right” gun for me. I still own about half of them, but the ones that ended up sold provided some valuable lessons (as well as hits to the pocketbook) as to what I like and — just as important — what I don’t.