So much for the rail gun.
Guy walks in with 2 "broken" guns. He's a neighbor from down the road so I let him hang in the shop while I see what's up. We start talking and he tells me he just inherited these 2 from an Uncle who recently passed away and aside from that bummer, he just got laid off so he figured, well, we're neighbors, so....
First one is a .38 Taurus that's broke. Looks like its never had a round fired through it. Chrome was 100%. The cylinder spins when you pull the trigger but the hammer is locked. Can't even manually cock it. Found that stupid Taurus safety key they came out with a while back in a drawer, unlocked the gun, wiped it with my magic silicone rag and handed it back and told him it would be a nice nightstand gun.
Now the good part. A genuine mint condition original Series 70 Gov, blued with two, yes 2 fitted barrels. When he took it apart, the link pin dropped out. Measured it all up (that's how I knew they were fitted, well that and the fact that it was in a custom shop box that said "extra barrel for s/n xxxx), put the good one in - locked up nice an tight, and fired a mag of mixed type bullets. Ate everything I threw at it. Told him I'd have the other barrel fixed and I'd detail strip and clean (God, there really nothing more beautiful than a polished colt blue slide). Start poking around in his pistol case and he's got a grip style scope mount and a laser that I explained would ruin his gun when he tightened up the SIX pointed setscrews that just seem to, well, bolt on the the front somehow. Advised him to lose the laser and send it back to China.
Today I staked in the link pin, cleaned it all up and did a fast polish (it didn't need much - I doubt this gun had more than a few hundred rounds at most over its lifetime) and was planning my strategy for how I'd get him to sell me the gun and the extra barrel. Didn't really want the scope mount, looked solid but scratched up and scopes on 1911's just aren't my thing but I figured a shot of dura and someone will buy it. He shows up. We head out back to the range, run a couple of mags through each of the barrels and since he clearly didn't know squat about guns or shooting (by his own admission) i walked him through the basics. He's clearly scared of the colt - took the scared factor to a whole new level). Then he turns to me and says, things are pretty tight, I don't think I'll really shoot the colt - I don't suppose you'd be interested in buying all this stuff, would you? I was hoping maybe I could get, oh maybe $400 cash.
I believe this qualifies as "I had a very good day". It was all I could do to not break out in a giant grin.