Shane Tuttle
Staff
I placed an order earlier this week for some Precision Delta bullets. Today, I received a phone call from (Lisa?) regarding my order. Looks like the .45ACP 230gr bullets are not going to be shipped until sometime in October. The 9mm 124gr bullets are not going to be at my doorstep until LATE winter. What's my point? Well, it isn't what you think...
I had to post this issue for a number of reasons:
1. Bullet manufacturers are apparantly still going strong. At least some companies are actually providing jobs when others can't in this economic condition.
2. Notify others if they place an order, be patient with them. I'm sure you can order in confidence.
3. I found it refreshing to have "Lisa" take the time to call me and let me know the status of my order so I'm not left hanging. It's bad enough a business is in "all hands on deck" mode. It must be even worse to try and keep up while spending time to call all of your customers to give an update. I can only imagine the various colorful ungrateful remarks coming from irate people.
4. Speaking of refreshing...she sure was a sweetheart. Downhome southern accent. Called me some terms of endearment that only a southern belle can say while a yankee would probably think, "Hey, I'm not your honey, baby, or sugar". Not me. I was smitten. Made me miss my stomping grounds...
I had to post this issue for a number of reasons:
1. Bullet manufacturers are apparantly still going strong. At least some companies are actually providing jobs when others can't in this economic condition.
2. Notify others if they place an order, be patient with them. I'm sure you can order in confidence.
3. I found it refreshing to have "Lisa" take the time to call me and let me know the status of my order so I'm not left hanging. It's bad enough a business is in "all hands on deck" mode. It must be even worse to try and keep up while spending time to call all of your customers to give an update. I can only imagine the various colorful ungrateful remarks coming from irate people.
4. Speaking of refreshing...she sure was a sweetheart. Downhome southern accent. Called me some terms of endearment that only a southern belle can say while a yankee would probably think, "Hey, I'm not your honey, baby, or sugar". Not me. I was smitten. Made me miss my stomping grounds...