This week I was having lunch at a Village Inn on the outskirts of Denver. I was getting very warm so I took off my fleece, exposing my 1911. After awhile I got up to use the rest room. When I walked into the room there was an older gentleman standing by the sink. I noticed his eyes got real big. I thought here we go, I am going to have an incident. He asked me "Is that a real gun?". I replied that yes it was. He then said " It looks like the trigger is cocked.". I replied that is the way it is supposed to be carried. As I was getting ready to leave he said " How about putting a few round through the stall door!" Apparently he had been waiting for quite while to use the stall. That statement left me speechless. One never knows whenOCing!