We made a quick jaunt to the Big Blue Box of Lumber and Hardware for paint and garden plants. As we went in, I double checked to make sure there was no binding signage, and found none. Other than that, I didn't pay it any mind, and apparently no-one else did. I noticed no strange looks, and interacted with several employees and other shoppers.
On the way home, I stopped to get some gas at one of the local stop-n-rob's. While waiting to pay for my bucket of Coke Zero, I chatted with the local constable, and he didn't say anything about the gun on my hip. By the way, that's not a euphemism. The little town I was passing through doesn't have police, they have a constable. The clerk did notice it as I checked out, but he did it at the same time I noticed the rather large revolver on his hip. Did I mention that this was a family owned business in a pretty rural area? Something tells me that a chain store in the suburbs wouldn't have a clerk that was openly armed.
So there you go. I openly carried a firearm, nothing happened, and no-one else seemed to have an issue with it.
6 comments:
"... about the gun on my hip. By the way, that's not a euphemism."
I read that as the gun on your hip being a euphemism for ... something.
Yeah, but you have to remember DB, you are NOT in a liberal enclave like some of us are... sigh...
OK, now I've got images of Gunny singing "This is my pistol, this is my gun".
Yes, NFO, you just don't see a lot of Joyce Foundation or Brady Campaign bumper stickers in Kentucky.
NICE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I went to NH today just so I could participate... :)
I was wondering how you accomplished that Jay.
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