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Not too long ago there was a thread on leaving home & forgetting your gun. Well today I did not forget my gun. That is the good part. I got in my truck & headed for town. About 300 yds from the drive I suddenly looked down & said, hey LT, you aint got no vest on. Any of you ever suddenly realize you had your gun but forgot your cover.

longtooth wrote: Any of you ever suddenly realize you had your gun but forgot your cover.

Yes, I did it just the other day! Kimberly has had to remind me a couple of times while walking out the door. I do not wear a concealment vest in the house. It is VERY easy for me to forget if I am wearing comfortable leather! Its alright.....I know the officer would appreciate a fine Glock in a good holster
Jason

LOL...too funny. At least you caught yourself before you got TOO far.
I had finished an IDPA match one day and hed left my pistol in its rug in my truck and went in to the store. Still wearing my vest, but it flapped open and a lady pointed and asked what kind of phone went in THERE!!

I told her a Beretta........she paused deep in thought and then her eyes got wide and said "Oh.....well, I can see that, ok....." and promptly shuffled off. One of those funny moments I never get to tell anyone until now.

I haven't, but the crazy thing is that I dreamed that I did, just last night!

What a NIGHTMARE. Everyone looking & cant get it covered up.

longtooth wrote: Any of you ever suddenly realize you had your gun but forgot your cover.

Doh!!!!!!!!!!!!

Like the others have said, at least you got the opportunity to correct the situation before someone else corrected it for you.

JLaw

Yikes! Hasn't happened to me, yet. I did walk out to get the mail once without cover but was wearing a tucked in black t-shirt and carrying a black gun. Nobody saw a thing.

With your hand in the mail box would that make it a federal offense

Haven't yet, and hope I don't. But I was doing some dry-fire and magazine reload practice one evening last year, and got a phone call from an old friend. I sat down and relaxed. About 15 minutes into the call, the doorbell rings. I'm on the cordless so I think nothing of it, just get up and go to the door.

Our subdivision is posted against door-to-door solicitors, but it does sometimes happen, as it did this time. It was a young guy at the door; and it wasn't until I saw his eyes drop from my face that I realize I'm wearing a T-shirt tucked into jeans, a gun belt, a double-magazine holder with two mags on my left side, and a full-sized, cocked-& locked 1911 in a Kydex OWB holster on my right.

Nothing illegal about it--I was standing in my own house--but I would never intend to shock a poor kid just trying to sell pest services or something.

It was a very brief sales pitch, though. He didn't want to stick around.

Skipprr: About the same thing happened to me. I was sitting in the living room watching TV when the doorbell rang. I got up and answered the door with my Norinco in an OWB holster. The man at the door was an FBI agent doing a security clearance interview on my neighbor. He just looked at the pistol, said something like "I see you're going heeled," and went on with his questions.

Bob

New Years' Eve. Takeout from Rosa's. Take off jacket back home, discover order filled incorrectly. Back to Rosas's without jacket. GG reminds me as we go out front door. All OK.

Mmmmm, Rosas.

How could you think of going out of doors without a jacket?!

It's been cold up here, sir!

This is good. I sure am glad I dont mess up alone.

Skiprr wrote:Our subdivision is posted against door-to-door solicitors, but it does sometimes happen, as it did this time.

Heh. That reminds me of my most recent visit from a religious organization known for door-to-door solicitation.

We have four dogs, all of whom think they're Pavlov's prize students when the doorbell rings. The two largest are no threat at all -- the standard poodle would help burglars load the truck, and the great dane/bloodhound cross would gladly tow them down the street if their battery died.

The scruffy little terrier mix is terrified of strangers. She'd hide, but if someone cornered her, she'd turn into a piranha with fur.

Soooo.... when the bell rang, all four charged the door. I shush them back, all except for Katie, the border collie/terrier mix. She's a scaredy-cat with people, except in our house, where she knows that Strangers Must Die.

I crack open the door, where our white-shirted visitor has opened the glass storm door. There had already been a canine cacophony when he range the bell, and for some reason he shut the storm door quickly when Katie appeared between me and him.

"I'm with the errr, ummm, does that dog bite?"

"Might. Can I help you?"

At that point the inner door was fully open, and he could plainly see that 45 pounds of quivering lip was backed by .45 ACP on the hip.

"I can see you're busy, so, uh, I'll just... uh... leave this here for you.... " He half-heartedly thrust a pamphlet towards the handle of the storm door, and double-timed in reverse down the sidewalk.

Good doggie.

Kevin

HighVelocity wrote:Yikes! Hasn't happened to me, yet. I did walk out to get the mail once without cover but was wearing a tucked in black t-shirt and carrying a black gun. Nobody saw a thing.

I sometimes visit the mailbox while uncovered. Perfectly legal, so long as I stay in my yard and don't step into the street.

(Of course, if we get right down to it, "my yard" includes several feet of city right-of-way that isn't technically part of my lot (even though it includes my mailbox, and I have to mow it). Most private residences are the same.)

I don't bother covering when I'm stepping out to one of our vehicles for something, or to our travel trailer that sits at the end of the driveway.

Kevin