Summer months I turn into something between a sloppy concealed carrier and an open carrier.. T shirt comfort without always remembering to blouse the T over the gun... Today was an open carry, no blousing day apparently.
After 8 years it happened.
I saw a local business opening up shop with their new sign on the street stating they were a steel house. Me being a machine shop who works primarily with steel I took great interest.
Out on a delivery and a pick up I made it a point to stop in, introduce myself and see if there was anything we could do for each other. I walked in to find stacks of plate and sheet goods but no one around. Turning around and going back to the front of the place I saw an office with a man looking at me from his desk. I entered the office and handed him my card, introduced myself and explained how I was a neighbor right across the drive and how I had this shop. I asked him exactly what it was he sold but the conversation immediately went off course before he answered.
"You like open carry?" Figuring at this point I'm had I didn't need to look down to see the form of carry I was currently in.
"Yes, I do open carry" was my reply.
I then start getting a lecture as to how I should have had a badge, how I scare people and how is he supposed to figure out if I mean him harm. I interrupted him and said I was sorry but I didn't see a posting and he said he didn't post.
I'm sorry folks, but sometimes one it just out of breath and tired of touting the cause. I wasn't going to argue. I wasn't going to debate. I wasn't going to lift an eyebrow. I reached over his desk and removed my business card from his hand and wished him well and left.
This one terrific country.
Unarmed people are vulnerable people, and criminal predators prey upon them.
"A story about a bird stealing a knife from a crime scene...and we're more interested in hearing about the Canadian with a gun.
Man, we need to get lives."