kle
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I know, I know, I've been a forum member here for a while and I've even made a fair number of posts, but...I've never actually done any true OC other than the "Virginia Tuck" every now and then.
Well, today was different: I left my CCW at home when I went to the NRA Range since I wanted to get some practice in with my 1911. After doing the range-thing, I realized that I was on my last box of .22. Since Walmart was on my way home, I stopped by, still wearing my (now dirty) 1911 in its Bianchi UM84 holster.
I felt somewhat self-conscious, but the tip given on this forum (and many others) that the other people are all primarily concerned about what's next on their shopping lists or corralling their kids kept running through my mind as I picked up some soap and made my way over to the ammo counter. And I felt reasonably confident in my ability to deal with the "holy crap! he's got a gun!" reactions (and possibly exchanging pleasantries with Law Enforcement).
It seemed the only person who noticed was the man running the ammo counter. I was checking out some gun cleaning supplies when he came around the corner and saw me, and glanced down at my sidearm. He asked me about whether a license was required to own a handgun, and I told him the conditions for ownership and carry, and bade him a good day.
I felt good as I was leaving, and the peanut M&Ms I picked up never tasted so good.
OC won't be something I do often (I prefer to CC), but it was a neat little experience nonetheless.
I know, I know, I've been a forum member here for a while and I've even made a fair number of posts, but...I've never actually done any true OC other than the "Virginia Tuck" every now and then.
Well, today was different: I left my CCW at home when I went to the NRA Range since I wanted to get some practice in with my 1911. After doing the range-thing, I realized that I was on my last box of .22. Since Walmart was on my way home, I stopped by, still wearing my (now dirty) 1911 in its Bianchi UM84 holster.
I felt somewhat self-conscious, but the tip given on this forum (and many others) that the other people are all primarily concerned about what's next on their shopping lists or corralling their kids kept running through my mind as I picked up some soap and made my way over to the ammo counter. And I felt reasonably confident in my ability to deal with the "holy crap! he's got a gun!" reactions (and possibly exchanging pleasantries with Law Enforcement).
It seemed the only person who noticed was the man running the ammo counter. I was checking out some gun cleaning supplies when he came around the corner and saw me, and glanced down at my sidearm. He asked me about whether a license was required to own a handgun, and I told him the conditions for ownership and carry, and bade him a good day.
I felt good as I was leaving, and the peanut M&Ms I picked up never tasted so good.
OC won't be something I do often (I prefer to CC), but it was a neat little experience nonetheless.