echo6tango
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Until I stumbled across this site a couple of weeks ago, I promised myself that I would never open carry again. Based on the motivation from reading hundreds of posts of others' opinions, experiences, and reasoning, I've done a 180. Below is a story of something that happened to me last April at the Wendy's on 301/I-95 (exit 104?).
Okay, I'm in Virginia and legally carrying my handgun. I was picking my son up from Va Beach and returning to Maryland. I decided to stop at a Wendy's along the way home for a burger and since I needed to wake up a bit before continuing the drive home, I decided to go in and sit down to eat. I'm standing in line waiting for our food and in the corner of my eye, I notice this guy to my right looking me up and down. Then I hear, "Hey, are you a cop?" Not knowing if the guy was talking to me, I turned my head in his direction and said, "What?" Again, this time a bit agitated, he asked "I said are you a cop?" I replied simply, "No" and turned my attention back to the wait for my burger. Then, in a much louder voice, he asks, "Then what's with the gun?" Not fully catching on right away, I look at him sideways and ask, "What did you say?" Even more agitated and now almost yelling, he says, "You heard me, what's with the gun...why are you carrying a gun?!" Again, I calmly and simply reply matter of factly, "Lawful self defense" and I again turn my head away from him (although keeping him in the corner of my eye watching for any movement in my direction). He comes right back, this time yelling in the direction of the people behind me in line, "Lawful self defense...with all these kids around?!” as he’s waving his hands in the air. Again calmly and simply, I replied "Yes sir, and I do have a permit to carry issued by the Virginia State Police and [more sternly and looking straight into his eyes] I would appreciate it if you would LOWER your voice NOW." He was quiet for a moment and then saw my Spyderco Delica knife clipped to the inside of my pants pocket and said, "And what's with the clip knife?!" Again calmly and simply I replied, "Sir, the blade on that knife is less than three inches long and well within the limits of the law. I appreciate your opinion and I hope you have a great day." With that, he again raised his voice and stated to what was a declaration to me, but for the benefit of everyone in the restaurant, "Not with people like you walking around, I'll see you in the funny pages" and he walked out the door. (I have no idea what the comment of the “funny pages” meant by the way)
At first I was kind of shocked that someone would be that angry and express themselves in such a way in a public place, especially to someone who they thought was obviously endangering the general public. As the situation unfolded, I did not attempt to escalate the incident by engaging in a public debate with this guy who was obviously already irate. He had at least 6 inches and 30 pounds on me, but I never felt threatened by him. No one in line behind said anything (surprise) and I actually thought about taking my food and leaving as I was almost sure this guy called 9-1-1 about a gun-wielding madman in line at Wendy’s. Then the lady behind the counter slid me my tray of food, looked me right in the eye, and with a big smile, she said “Sir, I hope you have a great Easter.” With that, I smiled back and my son and I sat down and enjoyed our food. All in all, I think this was something that I needed to experience in order to appreciate that those against guns are just as passionate as those that are for guns.
So, has anyone had an experience like this, being confronted by someone that you could not logically argue with and not legally drop on the floor? All the way home (until I pulled over before the Maryland border to lock up my bad gun), I replayed the situation through my head over and over. I could have reacted in many other ways and said a thousand other things but I don’t believe that was the time or place to mix it up with someone willing to flip out on someone with a gun on their hip. Who stands in the middle of a fast food restaurant yelling erratically at someone with a gun?! Maybe he thought I had too many spare mags on my belt...
The “funny” thing was that I was carrying concealed the entire day as I was wearing a light windbreaker jacket that covered my gun. I had taken it off while driving and simply not put it on when I stopped at the Wendy’s.
I’ll be in VA most of this coming weekend…and for the first time in over a year, my pistol will not be hidden.
Until I stumbled across this site a couple of weeks ago, I promised myself that I would never open carry again. Based on the motivation from reading hundreds of posts of others' opinions, experiences, and reasoning, I've done a 180. Below is a story of something that happened to me last April at the Wendy's on 301/I-95 (exit 104?).
Okay, I'm in Virginia and legally carrying my handgun. I was picking my son up from Va Beach and returning to Maryland. I decided to stop at a Wendy's along the way home for a burger and since I needed to wake up a bit before continuing the drive home, I decided to go in and sit down to eat. I'm standing in line waiting for our food and in the corner of my eye, I notice this guy to my right looking me up and down. Then I hear, "Hey, are you a cop?" Not knowing if the guy was talking to me, I turned my head in his direction and said, "What?" Again, this time a bit agitated, he asked "I said are you a cop?" I replied simply, "No" and turned my attention back to the wait for my burger. Then, in a much louder voice, he asks, "Then what's with the gun?" Not fully catching on right away, I look at him sideways and ask, "What did you say?" Even more agitated and now almost yelling, he says, "You heard me, what's with the gun...why are you carrying a gun?!" Again, I calmly and simply reply matter of factly, "Lawful self defense" and I again turn my head away from him (although keeping him in the corner of my eye watching for any movement in my direction). He comes right back, this time yelling in the direction of the people behind me in line, "Lawful self defense...with all these kids around?!” as he’s waving his hands in the air. Again calmly and simply, I replied "Yes sir, and I do have a permit to carry issued by the Virginia State Police and [more sternly and looking straight into his eyes] I would appreciate it if you would LOWER your voice NOW." He was quiet for a moment and then saw my Spyderco Delica knife clipped to the inside of my pants pocket and said, "And what's with the clip knife?!" Again calmly and simply I replied, "Sir, the blade on that knife is less than three inches long and well within the limits of the law. I appreciate your opinion and I hope you have a great day." With that, he again raised his voice and stated to what was a declaration to me, but for the benefit of everyone in the restaurant, "Not with people like you walking around, I'll see you in the funny pages" and he walked out the door. (I have no idea what the comment of the “funny pages” meant by the way)
At first I was kind of shocked that someone would be that angry and express themselves in such a way in a public place, especially to someone who they thought was obviously endangering the general public. As the situation unfolded, I did not attempt to escalate the incident by engaging in a public debate with this guy who was obviously already irate. He had at least 6 inches and 30 pounds on me, but I never felt threatened by him. No one in line behind said anything (surprise) and I actually thought about taking my food and leaving as I was almost sure this guy called 9-1-1 about a gun-wielding madman in line at Wendy’s. Then the lady behind the counter slid me my tray of food, looked me right in the eye, and with a big smile, she said “Sir, I hope you have a great Easter.” With that, I smiled back and my son and I sat down and enjoyed our food. All in all, I think this was something that I needed to experience in order to appreciate that those against guns are just as passionate as those that are for guns.
So, has anyone had an experience like this, being confronted by someone that you could not logically argue with and not legally drop on the floor? All the way home (until I pulled over before the Maryland border to lock up my bad gun), I replayed the situation through my head over and over. I could have reacted in many other ways and said a thousand other things but I don’t believe that was the time or place to mix it up with someone willing to flip out on someone with a gun on their hip. Who stands in the middle of a fast food restaurant yelling erratically at someone with a gun?! Maybe he thought I had too many spare mags on my belt...
The “funny” thing was that I was carrying concealed the entire day as I was wearing a light windbreaker jacket that covered my gun. I had taken it off while driving and simply not put it on when I stopped at the Wendy’s.
I’ll be in VA most of this coming weekend…and for the first time in over a year, my pistol will not be hidden.