Do any of you other guys waiting on a gun to return form one of the LTW gunsmiths go through these same feelings?
Ever time the phone rings in your home, do you go running to it like some lovesick teenager so you'll be the one to answer it.
Hoping beyond all belief that it'll be Ted Yost, Lew Bonitz, Chuck Rogers, Don Williams (Steve Bailey?

) or one of the other LTW crew on the other end of the line telling you your gun is coming home.
Only to be dashed on the cruel rocks of reality that it's the wife calling to tell you to pick her up at the auto mechanics shop?

And she says "what do you mean exactly by...oh, it's only you"?
How long does this behavior go on? It's causing a few problems around the home.
