I was out with the wife one night and as we walked up to the restaurant I found a wallet on the steps outside. When we got inside and were seated I started looking through the wallet for a name. As I looked around, the only other occupied table was full of police officers and sheriff deputies obviously on dinner break. I walked up to the table and said "excuse me, is anyone here named XXXXXX". Sure enough, one of the police officers had dropped his wallet on the way in.
I was armed the whole time. I thought about it for a split second, but felt confident the entire time. I consciously made an effort not to tug on my shirt
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