I had to let you guys know about my first date with a nice real estate agent a couple weeks ago. After picking her up and enjoying great conversation at the bar over her love of "her" motorcycle, visiting strip clubs, and beer!
I picked my car up from valet and opened the glove box to retrieve my ipod, ignoring the obvious fact my .40 was tucked carefully to the side. I saw her look down so I glanced over at her to see what her reaction would be.
She said dont worry "My Glock is in my purse"