I was at a mall in the southern part of King County. I didn't see any "no firearms" sign at the door so I walked right in, concealed carrying, of course.
I heard from someone on this forum, that it is wise to laminate your CPL, so I did and it was in my back pocket.
I finish eating at the food court and try and look for a leather store since I wanted a jacket. As I walk past the stores, I notice a wheelchair bound lady coming towards me "Young man, young man..." I stopped and asked her if she needed help.
She asked me if I was missing something out of my back pocket. I was naturally alarmed that my CPL mysteriously slipped out of my back pocket by some insane law of physics. Then she asked me if it was a concealed weapons permit. I nodded in the affirmative. I thought she found it and was going to hand it to me. She then told me that she gave it instead to a security guard and had asked him to call the police. As soon as she said that, she hurried away on her motorized wheel chair.
I was going, "what????" So I hurry out of the mall since I don't have a CPL on me at that point, lock my handgun inside my car safe, take a copy of my CPL from my glove box, and walk into the security office.
The guard there asked me if I was there for the CPL and I said yes. He saw my ID and handed the CPL to me without a single question.
I am kicking myself for laminating the CPL. As soon as I got into my car, I ripped the plastic out and folded it into my wallet. The CPL from my police department is oversized and cannot fit in any wallet.
(((These incidents have to stop...too much excitement! *sigh*)))