Wife and son were out of town one evening and I was just going to go to the local Sub shop to get something to eat. Boxing match was coming on and I was in a hurry to get back. I grabbed my rig, which I carry SOB with a clip on. I wasn't going to be gone long and this was a quick run so I didn't bother putting on a belt and just clipped to the jeans. Pants fit tight enough, won't be a problem. Got to the sub shop and I standing at the counter ordering and low and behold, I felt my rig take a Southerly direction. I tried to fake it by putting my hand on by lower back saying I had back problems. About this time, an elderly lady walks in and is standing behind me. I excused myself to the counter man to retreat to the restroom. As I was turning, the rig slipped even lower into the "I'm in trouble zone." I had no choice left but to grab the seat of my pants and move through the Sub shop holding my butt like I was ready to go that very second. I made rearrangements in the restroom and came back out. No further conservation was exchanged between me and the counter man and the elderly lady was MIA. I guess she thought the place was unsanitary. Lesson learned, there is no quick runs and always wear a belt.