Yep, I guess it's supposed to happen if you O.C. regardless, but my "first" was yesterday, and it left an awfully bad taste in my mouth, even though it wasn't super bad or anything.
I'm a younger guy, red-haired dude that welcomes people a lot, and I openly carry a medium-large sized revolver as an EDC (it's what I'm most accustomed to) in Tennessee, and I was surprised at my little run-ins today.
I had a doctor appointment and errands to run in the afternoon, so I dropped by a local gas station to top off beforehand. I casually slid in an got hooked on the door by some joker (loud, middle aged idiot carrying 2 cases of Bud Lite, probably intoxicated) with a quick, unfriendly question:
"Hey, boy! Hey, why you got that gun sittin' on yer hip like that, huh?!"
"It's there for the bad guys." I smartly replied with a smile as I moved along.
"That crap's just plain asinine! Look at this kid walking around with this gun onem'!" he exclaimed across both the interior of the store and the parking lot.
I sharply glared at this guy to try to sense his motives a bit more closely, I was really too close to this foolish .
I kept my eyes on this dirtbag as I once again tried to continue out the door, then he seemed to advance at bit at me with his free hand.
I lunged clock-wise about three feet, he was at my 2, with my hand hovering my holster and I calmly advised him that it'd be a really good idea to back off.
He mumbled some raff under his breath and stormed out the door, but my nerves were eased a little as I got profuse apologies from almost everyone in the store, but I just wanted to get out of that place with my gas.
So, off to the doc.!
Little to my knowledge, I quickly find out that my family doctor of some twenty-something years is a full blown anti-gun, liberal, and he lets me know this; "the world would be a better place without guns" he says.
He was rather reasonable about it, not kicking my out of his office or anything, but he felt it damn necessary to voice his viewpoints on guns thoroughly (at which point I felt was absolutely unethical) in my paid session.
"I know for a fact that the crime rate would be greater if everyone was waking around with guns."
"I thought we grew away from the wild West?"
"What happens when all the crazies who are hopped up on dope and drunk all have guns?"
"In my whole life I have yest to see anyone need the assistance of a fire-arm."
Now, of course I had some very thought out counterpoints, but after a volley of about 3 or 4, and trying to level the discussion by making it clear I'm not trying to push him around by any means (I was being nice about it ) I started wondering if I was going to get what I actually came here for.
Then, with red eyes, he just asked a paltry question or two and wondered off to another patient. I was confronted by the secretary and was informed that the person who was out today was going to be handling some referrals that were planned, and they would call me. /sigh
I wanted to let the doc. know he could climb up the hill to his pretty glass house and bury his head in his sandbox if he wanted to, but again, another place I just wanted to get out of.
'Bout 7 or so, and I swing by my girlfriend's folk's house just to see what's happening.
I drop in, and her Mom sees me. I ask politely if it's alright if I bring an arm in the house (first time), and she's welcoming.
She even brings out her .22 pistol just to show it off :p. It was a fun little moment, but soon after she asks," Why do you carry around such a big gun all open like that?" (GAWD)
I just kept quiet, spent some time with the gal and got out of there.
And that's the mentally exhausting day I had with O.C. in my little town in Tennessee.
Thank you, O.C. support group, for reading my little diary entry.