He was working the gun counter when a guy walks up asking for some .380 range ammo. My son grabs a box to show what's in stock. As he turns back to face the guy, he's standing there with shirt pulled up, pistol drawn. As he popped the mag out of the weapon my son looked around, and -- seeing that no one else was watching the gentleman -- quickly told him to put it away. The guy responded, "But I've got my CCL???" To which my son responded, "Yes, and there's a reason that it is called a "concealed" license."
The guy bought the ammo and left the store...still one fry short of a happy meal.

