[jahwarrior72]

i have only recently begun to open carry, and only on the weekends. i am more comfortable now than i was, though i still prefer CC. i have OCd at various stores and restaurants in the greater scranton area, without much ado. in fact, the first time i had anyone give me a hard time of it was at the old country buffet last weekend.

i was with my g/f and our 4 kids, plus my small nephew. i'd OC'd here before, but none of the employees seemed to notice. the only people who did were 2 constables for lackawanna county, who were vocal in their approval of 2A rights. this time, however, someone finally noticed. my g/f took half of our gang to get their food. while i sat with my son and nephew waiting, the manager approached me. my first thought was, "he's gonna tell me my daughter's acting up." my oldest has severe autism, and sometimes has loud, verbal outbursts in public. he asked how my day was (?), and if everything was alright.

"sure, everything's great," i replied.

"well, sir, i hate to be a bother, but...is that a real gun?"

ah ha. "um, yup," i answered.

"well, again, i hate to be a bother, but is there some way...is it possible...could maybe, i don't know, cover it up, or hide it, or put it away, or something?"

"uhhh...."

"see, some of our guests are uncomfortable..frankly, so am i...and they asked if there was anything i could do. it justs makes them uncomfortable, and nervous. you understand, don't you, sir?"

"sure, i guess. it's not everyday you see a brown skinned man carrying a gun, legally. ......that's a joke, buddy." i smiled.

"oh! hahaha! sure, of course. i'm sorry to bother you with this. could you..."

"sure, no problem. don't want to cause a panic at the salad bar." i pulled my shirt up and over the butt, barely concealing it.

"thank you sir. i hate to be a bother. enjoy your meal sir."

my g/f came back just as he was leaving. "what was that all about?"

"nothing," i said. "just wanted to make sure everything was okay."

"and is it?"

"sure," i said.

we ate the rest of our meal in peace. on the way out, the manager, and some of the staff, watched me closely on our way out. buggers.