I’ve been OCing a bit more lately. Mostly, if I’m out with my pistol, I’m open carrying unless the venue is so air conditioned I want a jacket. And then I don’t worry about concealment.
I’ve OC’d at CVS a half dozen times, now. That seemed was odd at first, but it’s not a problem now. I’ve OC’d in Kohl’s and Target a handful of times, and I added Old Navy to the list this weekend. I REALLY wish we had a Trader Joe’s or Whole
Paycheck Foods less than an hour away so I could have that experience.
I had left work early one day a week or so ago and was grubbing around at home before picking Sweet Daughter up from camp at the YMCA. I had thrown on my shoulder rig and was heading out the door before I remembered the whole OC Ambassador mindset. I went back and changed out of the oversized shirt with stuff all over the front into a plain red fitted t-shirt. When I got to the pick-up spot, one of the counselors looked at me and said, “Are you a cop?”
Smiling, “No.”“I was wondering because I saw those.” (Pointing to the two magazines on my right side.)
“They go with this”, I said, turning and showing her the holstered pistol. She looked a little surprised.“So what do you do?”
II gave her a general idea.“So why do you carry that?”
(Pointing at SD) “To keep her safe.”Counselor #2 chimes in with “Yeah. I wouldn’t want to carjack your car.”
I said “That’s pretty much the point.”I saw the light bulb go off over the head of Counselor #1. And she said she’d like to learn how to shoot. I told her I’d be happy to help point her in the right direction and the next time Michael W. came to visit we could maybe set something up.
That’s a conversation that never would have happened if I’d been carrying concealed. We’re winning -- one at a time.