I just came home from my local grocery store and I ran to the computer to type this up while my memory is fresh. I was minding my own business and walking along the meat aisle checking out the specials when I get a tap on my shoulder....the conversations is as follows:
Lady: EXCUSE ME...WHY do you have a gun at your hip?
Me: Huh, pardon me?
Lady: Why do you have a gun? You are not a cop.
Me: Well...I am a lifetime licensed carrier and it is clearly written in the 2nd Amendment that I have the right to do so.
Lady: Well I just think that is wrong. What are you afraid of? What do you need protection from?
Me: Have a good day.
I simply walked away and I heard her scoff...apparently I didn't give her the reaction she wanted. I just figured I would share this my INGO family.
Lady: EXCUSE ME...WHY do you have a gun at your hip?
Me: Huh, pardon me?
Lady: Why do you have a gun? You are not a cop.
Me: Well...I am a lifetime licensed carrier and it is clearly written in the 2nd Amendment that I have the right to do so.
Lady: Well I just think that is wrong. What are you afraid of? What do you need protection from?
Me: Have a good day.
I simply walked away and I heard her scoff...apparently I didn't give her the reaction she wanted. I just figured I would share this my INGO family.