March 1st, 2008: Today was a day with with the family today... XD9 in my SERPA. Gray dress pants, black dress shirt.
First, I started off on my own and hit Supercuts in Governor's Square II and got a trim. Only think a couple of people noticed -- no real reaction.
I then headed next door to Moe's for a quick lunch. The manager there has seen me on a couple of occasions and has never mentioned it either.
Met the wife and kids at American Signature in Governor's Square I (used to be Value City Furniture) to buy a dresser for my youngest daughter. No reaction.
We then headed out to the mall to Build-A-Bear since my oldest daughter was good all week. I was mostly concealed since I was wearing a jacket, but unconcealed for payment, and no real reaction.
Lastly, I headed out to BJ's for a few bulk sundries. When I got to the registered and paid by credit, the cashier, for some reason, asked to see my credit card so he could verify the signature, which seemed a bit odd to me because my membership card, which he had in his hand, had my picture plastered on the back. Granted, I was wearing sunglasses, but he kept peeking down at my sidearm and checked the signature pretty well... I'm not sure whether I should be suspicious or thankful for an attentive cashier.
First, I started off on my own and hit Supercuts in Governor's Square II and got a trim. Only think a couple of people noticed -- no real reaction.
I then headed next door to Moe's for a quick lunch. The manager there has seen me on a couple of occasions and has never mentioned it either.
Met the wife and kids at American Signature in Governor's Square I (used to be Value City Furniture) to buy a dresser for my youngest daughter. No reaction.
We then headed out to the mall to Build-A-Bear since my oldest daughter was good all week. I was mostly concealed since I was wearing a jacket, but unconcealed for payment, and no real reaction.
Lastly, I headed out to BJ's for a few bulk sundries. When I got to the registered and paid by credit, the cashier, for some reason, asked to see my credit card so he could verify the signature, which seemed a bit odd to me because my membership card, which he had in his hand, had my picture plastered on the back. Granted, I was wearing sunglasses, but he kept peeking down at my sidearm and checked the signature pretty well... I'm not sure whether I should be suspicious or thankful for an attentive cashier.
Rob/Wynder
Delaware Open Carry, Founder
Notary Public
Delaware Open Carry, Founder
Notary Public