Instead of walking around the Wally World, I went to my local bank. Then I took my better half over to her bank. After that I looked for some supplies at Home Depot. Finally tonight I went to the Fountains AMC Theater where there was an 8 1/2 by 11" 30.06 appearing paper sign on a few of the doors at shoe-level. Since I am not a mouse, I could not read the 1/4" lettering. Inside I visited with the ticket sellers and joked with the Constable standing by the ticket-counter. As I wished him well and headed for my theater he gave me a friendly pat on the shoulder.
After all of this, not once did my firearm jump out of it's holster by itself. No one screamed: "He's got a gun!" It was just a normal seeming day.
Having such a normal day while carrying must be against some law of man or nature, so do I need a lawyer?
