So the other day I went to a Dairy Queen here in San Marcos for some ice cream with my family in celebration of my sister's 24th birthday. Little did I know that I wasn't the only one headed to Dairy Queen that night...
When I arrived, the first thing I noticed was about 20 State Trooper cars taking up almost the entire parking lot. Hehe, well, I momentarily thought about leaving my gun in the car, but then again, that wouldn't be any fun. So I parked, went in, had some ice cream, and left. So not really an encounter, but I was half-expecting one of those sharp eyed LEOs to ask if I "had a license for that thing".
He said, "I assume you have a CHL? I can see the clips for your holster." I told him yes, I had a CHL, and asked if he wanted to see it. He told me no, not at the moment, and asked if I wanted to sit with him. Then I ordered my meal and told the lady at the counter I'd get the troopers also. We both got our meals and sat down. I sat with my right side against the wall to hide my hole. He asked to see my CHL at the table and told me that he hadn't wanted to make a scene, and it obviously looked like a accident. So we talked about guns and holsters and all kinds of stuff for about half an hour. He asked about the holster I was wearing and how it works with a tucked in shirt. I told him, "Works great without any holes in my shirt!" Turns out, he knew my brother from when he was with OPD. We talked about him for awhile and I told him he'd moved to a new department near Austin and was enjoying the PD there. After lunch, we walked outside. He stayed on my right and hid my little problem. He headed back off to work and I ran home and changed shirts! All is well now and lunch was interesting to say the least!