Eeyore
Regular Member
Coming home from Memphis the other night I stopped in Tupelo for dinner at Cracker Barrel. I had been carrying my "winter rig" (M&P9 in a SERPA) all day in Memphis, but had put the weapon between the seat and console during the long drive. I was seated right away, and assessed the area--I sat facing the entrance and noticed several tables around me and behind me had families with young kids. As I slipped my jacket off, I was bracing for the possibility of somebody's little darling yelling "Hey, Dad, that guy's got a GUN!" Nothing; so far, so good. I leaned back into the hard wooden chair carefully so as not to jab the grip into my kidney, but it didn't happen. That's when I realized I was OCing....an empty SERPA. I hadn't put the gun back into my holster, so it was still in the car.
D'oh.
D'oh.