EM87
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It was bound to happen, I just didn't know when or where. To clarify, I wasn't asked to leave right off the bat, just to put my Glock in my car. If I didn't, then I would have been asked to leave.
I was at Gallagher's, my favorite bar/restaurant in Kalamazoo. I frequent the establishment usually once a week, and the manager on duty has seen me many times and knows I'm part of a group who spends money there regularly, although I'd never spoken to her. I was sitting in the outside area with 3 friends, with my soda bread and a glass of water. The manager came out to tell me that I couldn't have a gun in a bar. She didn't look too pleased. I politely corrected her and told her that it is legal for a CPL holder to open carry in a bar. She said something like "Well I know some people that have their concealed licenses and they can't carry in bars." I told her once again that that was incorrect. Her last statement (still not looking at all pleased) was something like, "Well I just want you to let you know that we know you have it. Is that fair?" I said "Yes, that's very fair." I was confused about what she wanted me to make of that statement though. Uh, of course you know I have it. It's on my hip, completely out in the open. I went on conversing with my friends.
A short while later, maybe 10 minutes, she came out again and informed me that she had just gotten off the phone with public safety who had, of course, wrongfully informed her that in fact she was right, that guns weren't allowed in bars. I told her that I had the book of Michigan firearms laws in my car and that I would be happy to go and get it to show her that what I'm doing is legal. I also informed her that many people in law enforcement aren't aware of the laws regarding open carry, and that I was positive that I was in the right. She said that that's not what the lieutenant on the phone had told her. I said once again that I'd show her the law, but she didn't care. Instead she told me that I was making some of her employees nervous, and that I was making her nervous as well, so I could put it in my car or I could leave, and that she didn't want to argue. I let her know that I understood that she could ask me to leave private property, because she said it multiple times and I had said I understood multiple times. I wasn't arguing at all, just trying to get her to understand that I was not doing anything illegal. She of course didn't care. She wasn't interested in understanding the situation, just getting her way. What is it about an inanimate object that makes people so nervous? I had clearly been in the restaurant many times, and she had seen me. She knew I spent money there on many occasions. She knew I wasn't a threat. This is very irritating to me, if that's not obvious. I maintained my cool while talking to her, and told her I'd put it in my car. I left some cash on the table and then I did put my Glock in my car, firmly attached to my hip.
It's unfortunate that this happened because I will no longer be patronizing this establishment.
If I am somehow wrong about OC in a bar (with a CPL), please let me know. If I'm right, please let me know anyway, as reassurance.
I'm supremely irritated right now.
It was bound to happen, I just didn't know when or where. To clarify, I wasn't asked to leave right off the bat, just to put my Glock in my car. If I didn't, then I would have been asked to leave.
I was at Gallagher's, my favorite bar/restaurant in Kalamazoo. I frequent the establishment usually once a week, and the manager on duty has seen me many times and knows I'm part of a group who spends money there regularly, although I'd never spoken to her. I was sitting in the outside area with 3 friends, with my soda bread and a glass of water. The manager came out to tell me that I couldn't have a gun in a bar. She didn't look too pleased. I politely corrected her and told her that it is legal for a CPL holder to open carry in a bar. She said something like "Well I know some people that have their concealed licenses and they can't carry in bars." I told her once again that that was incorrect. Her last statement (still not looking at all pleased) was something like, "Well I just want you to let you know that we know you have it. Is that fair?" I said "Yes, that's very fair." I was confused about what she wanted me to make of that statement though. Uh, of course you know I have it. It's on my hip, completely out in the open. I went on conversing with my friends.
A short while later, maybe 10 minutes, she came out again and informed me that she had just gotten off the phone with public safety who had, of course, wrongfully informed her that in fact she was right, that guns weren't allowed in bars. I told her that I had the book of Michigan firearms laws in my car and that I would be happy to go and get it to show her that what I'm doing is legal. I also informed her that many people in law enforcement aren't aware of the laws regarding open carry, and that I was positive that I was in the right. She said that that's not what the lieutenant on the phone had told her. I said once again that I'd show her the law, but she didn't care. Instead she told me that I was making some of her employees nervous, and that I was making her nervous as well, so I could put it in my car or I could leave, and that she didn't want to argue. I let her know that I understood that she could ask me to leave private property, because she said it multiple times and I had said I understood multiple times. I wasn't arguing at all, just trying to get her to understand that I was not doing anything illegal. She of course didn't care. She wasn't interested in understanding the situation, just getting her way. What is it about an inanimate object that makes people so nervous? I had clearly been in the restaurant many times, and she had seen me. She knew I spent money there on many occasions. She knew I wasn't a threat. This is very irritating to me, if that's not obvious. I maintained my cool while talking to her, and told her I'd put it in my car. I left some cash on the table and then I did put my Glock in my car, firmly attached to my hip.
It's unfortunate that this happened because I will no longer be patronizing this establishment.
If I am somehow wrong about OC in a bar (with a CPL), please let me know. If I'm right, please let me know anyway, as reassurance.
I'm supremely irritated right now.