Pawn Shop Circuit: Jazz and Mad Women
Neil's Astra Constable and Heritage Rough Rider had not moved. While I was at Neil's pawn shop, a young woman brought in a chrome plated pistol that appeared to be a Lorcin or a Bryco from my vantage point. She also had a box of 9mm ammo. She became quite upset when Neil would not buy it from her. She declared that every other pawn shop accepted her photocopied driver's license and that her husband was an idiot for buying the gun in the first place. Neil was unimpressed by her histrionics, and kept his eyes on the gun as well as her hands. I kept my hand on the J frame in my pocket. Finally, once she had spit invectives throughout the shop, she stomped out of the shop. She slammed the door to her ratty pick-up truck, and spun gravel across the parking lot to announce her angry departure. Neil chuckled and picked up the phone to let Dave know what was on the way.
I did not have a chance to go by Amber's shop.
Labels: Pawn Shop Circuit