BTW, as I was walking out I did check myself and I definitely was not printing.
On another occasion, back around the turn of the century I had to make a semi-emergency run to the grocery store. It was cold and I was in a huury so I dropped the Model 36 in my breast pocket of my coat. I was standing in line behind a mom with her 3 year old looking back at me. He points and says, "Gun." I play ignorant and ask, "What?" He says it again while mom and everyone else is oblivious. I feign looking around for what he sees and there it is, a cap gun in a blister pack right next to me.
