In Red Deer at the local CT firearms counter years ago, a young man being told by the manager what a magnificent firearm the Remington 710 is/was.
Everything was going smooth until the bolt binded and couldn't be moved...
The manager gave it a few hard yanks with no success then laid the rifle down on the counter and went of praising the wonderful design and how accuarate it is.
The young man kept nodding his head, bobbling it all around just listening to the ongoing bull and slowly walked away leaving the manager talking too himself.
The "manager" is still out there selling firearms at a local store plying his salesmanship, although I haven't seen him around for awhile. The guy is right up there with a used car salesmen or crud you would find on the bottom of you boot after spending the day at the rodeo.
I try not too spend much time at gun counters, it's too painful.