NY2AZ
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I was at Carl Jr the two nights ago, waiting for my wife's to-go order, so I could bring her home some food. I was with my cousin just standing back waiting. The place was pretty much empty, other than 3 teen guys who didn't seem like trouble makers, but deffinately were no angels. They were being loud and a bit obnoxious. ( you know the drill, homey this, homey that, pants falling et al...)
When my order was ready and it was placed on the counter, one of the boys grabs my bag and starts to unravel it. Before I could even say anything, he notices my m&p on my hip, freezes, and says," uh...... Here you go......... I work here".
I thank him grab the bag and leave. As I'm leaving, however, I hear one of the girls that did work there say," you work where?"
The last thing I want is for people to be affraid of me because I carry a pistol, but in this case it was just a little bit funny.:lol:
Any thoughts?
I was at Carl Jr the two nights ago, waiting for my wife's to-go order, so I could bring her home some food. I was with my cousin just standing back waiting. The place was pretty much empty, other than 3 teen guys who didn't seem like trouble makers, but deffinately were no angels. They were being loud and a bit obnoxious. ( you know the drill, homey this, homey that, pants falling et al...)
When my order was ready and it was placed on the counter, one of the boys grabs my bag and starts to unravel it. Before I could even say anything, he notices my m&p on my hip, freezes, and says," uh...... Here you go......... I work here".
I thank him grab the bag and leave. As I'm leaving, however, I hear one of the girls that did work there say," you work where?"
The last thing I want is for people to be affraid of me because I carry a pistol, but in this case it was just a little bit funny.:lol:
Any thoughts?