I’ve started buying half a dozen at a time, dumping them all on the floor together, and just letting my two geniuses pick whichever one they want. The younger one always rushes to be the first to grab one and then is immediately dissatisfied when she sees that her sister also got one – apparently one that is even smellier. Does she go back and pick up one of the remaining four hooves that are fair game? Of course not, she sits there brooding for 20 minutes until her sister gets up for a drink and then immediately steals the one she was chewing on.
Even if the charging handle doesn’t catch on that grille and stop it from cycling, it’s still not going to be able to eject shell casings, at least not without jamming.
Shit, I’ll mock them. I’m too jaded and depressed at this point in my career to give a fuck. I’ll go full Nick Burns on their asses if one of my end users wants to use Excel as a database and expects me to make it work. The may even learn something in the process. It might be the fact that I’m a dick, but everyone figures that out pretty quickly.