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I have learned: while I may or may not have a metric ass-ton of firearms, and while I may or may not go and shoot a handful of them on a regular basis, to blow off some steam but still get some practice in. I can shoot somewhat well on my own, despite not knowing shit. When I have an angry little man yelling in my ear to relax and loosen my grip once a year, I shoot like shit. When I am trying to concentrate on sight alignment and trigger control, and the assbag next to me seems to have his or her shots timed to bounce hot brass off of the side of my head and down my shirt as I am at the breaking point of applying steady pressure to the trigger, I shoot like shit. In a nutshell, all things considered, I shoot like shit and should take some real courses, where all of the verbal abuse is fine as long as I get sufficient practice on how to do it properly, under stress. Not once a year's worth of "What the fuck are you doing? You are gripping the fuck out of that pistol! Just relax, loosen up the grip, and pull the trigger! Goddammit, I said relax! Why aren't you relaxing!?!?!" Gotta love it.
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I've got the love of my life and a job that I enjoy most of the time. Life is good.
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