jimlongley wrote:jmra wrote:So, you didn't see a gun? All you saw was a guy put his hand on his hip? Maybe the guy normally wears his phone there and just realized he left it at home. Or maybe he wears an insulin pump and he was getting a silent alarm. Or maybe there is an inside pocket to his coat where he carries his wallet and he realized it wasn't there. Or...
There is a hundred different things this could have been that aren't gun related. It would not be uncommon for me at all to stop in midstride and touch my front pocket to make sure I had my keys or to make sure I hadn't forgotten my phone or wallet. I wasn't there, and I can only go by what you have posted, but I don't really understand the cause for alarm.
A few years ago I went to Plano Citizens' Police Academy. In one segment we were told that the officers could always tell when someone was carrying a gun, CHL or otherwise, because of a variety of tells, such as walking with the arm on the gun side out a little, touch checking the gun, and other such things. Being somewhat contrarian by nature, I decided to develop some of those habits just for giggles. Of course as an old telephone man I already walk with my hands away from my body (gunfighter stance according to them) because of years of wearing a tool belt, but I also developed the "tell" of tap checking various things I might carry in my pockets. I customarily, depending on the occasion, wear Tru-Spec pants: with a pen and stylus in the right side pen pocket, one carry gun or another the the right cargo pocket, along with two harmonicas, and a folder of business cards in the little pocket that is just the right size; on the other side I have four more harmonicas in the cargo pocket, a small measuring tape and other small things in the little pocket on that side, a spare magazine in the pocket that is just the right size for it; a bunch of lifesavers and bubblegum in the left front pocket, a backup battery and some mustache wax in the right front pocket, wallet in the right back pocket and leather gloves in the left.
By themselves my britches weigh more than 10 pounds, so I wear suspenders.
And I do touch and tap checks of a variety of those pockets, sometimes driving my wife to distraction, even if for some reason I am not carrying.
