Speedway Gas Station @ South and West Streets downtown. Colt Defender .45 on my hip.
Walked in, grabbed my Monster Mocha-Java-Caffeine-Bomb and walked to the register.
A few moments later I hear a, "Man..." behind me.
I ignored him as I didn't know if he was talking to me or not. He stepped to my left side and repeated himself, "Man, you really scared me when you walked in front of my car."
Acting coy, I asked him what he was talking about. He pointed to my gun and said, "With that."
I chuckled and said, "Eh, you don't really have to worry unless you see it in my hand."
About that time the clerk called me to the register and I walked away.
Walked in, grabbed my Monster Mocha-Java-Caffeine-Bomb and walked to the register.
A few moments later I hear a, "Man..." behind me.
I ignored him as I didn't know if he was talking to me or not. He stepped to my left side and repeated himself, "Man, you really scared me when you walked in front of my car."
Acting coy, I asked him what he was talking about. He pointed to my gun and said, "With that."
I chuckled and said, "Eh, you don't really have to worry unless you see it in my hand."
About that time the clerk called me to the register and I walked away.