Humerous Concealed Carry Stories?

[HankB]

I'm just wondering if anything has happened that, in retrospect, is funny in relation to concealed carry. Nothing illegal like forgetfully trying to go through airport security while armed, but something that is basically harmless.

Here's my story.

I was a fairly "new" CHL holder, and was carrying a BHP in an IWB holster under an untucked shirt. I was shopping at a local Fry's electronics store during a major sale, and was standing in a long line that was moving s-l-o-w-l-y. (Never again, by the way!)

Well, I'd been talking to other folks in line, and after a while a real hillbilly type turns to me and says, in a loud, whiney hillbilly accent -

"Say, y'all wouldn't happen to have a GUN on ya now, would ya?"

I sort of froze - did my shirt ride up? Was I "printing?" Did someone bump into me? All these thoughts are running through my head.

And what seems like 100 other customers are all looking at me.

"Uh . . . why do you ask?" sez I.

"'Cause if y'all had one, then I could ask y'all to SHOOT me so I wouldn't have to wait in this gawdawful line any more!"

So I patted myself down and said "Doggone it, I KNEW I was forgetting something!"

Lots of laughter . . . the lady I was with had to turn away to stifle her reaction.

If the hillbilly only knew . . .

 

[45shooter]

Back in mid 70's when everybody was wearing those big wide tie with their suit I knew a guy in my office that carried a pistol behind his tie. He had a .25 caliber nylon brush cut to about 1" length and then had one end sewn it to the back of the tie about half way up. He would carry a Beretta (Jetfire?) model 950 in 25ACP with the brush jammed into barrel and the width and length of the tie would hide it (most of the time ) as it hanged on pointing barrel up.

I was always scared knowing the pistol was always pointed at his head

 

[Battlespace]

Not humerous, but still a story. One night at Wally World there was a youngster in line behind me who said to his mother in a voice that seemed loud enough to be heard in the next county. "That man must be a policeman as he has a gun." Sheesh! I was carrying a AF99 in a high rise and realized that my jacket had ridden up some and about an inch or so of the gun was showing. The clerk did not say anything, I simply smiled, paid and left. Lesson learned.

 

[MrMurphy]

I was once in my birthday suit and suddenly heard what sounded like someone creaking across the boards of the house (possible break in). No, you don't need to know what the young lady and I were up to, but the dive across the floor for my Chief's Special was... interesting. In the dark. And I had no Surefire.

I ended up having to clear the house without my Surefire (after a long long listen for any more noises, and getting partially dressed) which scared the crap out of me, but we were miles in the boonies with no cops around anywhere. So I did. Turned out to be nothing..... house heating up, boards creaked, but it sounded EXACTLY like someone walking across the floor.

Lesson learned... always remember exactly where you left your piece, even in the dark. In the future I always took the holster/gun off and put it somewhere I'd remember even if was "busy".

 

[Shane333]

I was once in my birthday suit and suddenly heard what sounded like someone creaking across the boards of the house (possible break in). No, you don't need to know what the young lady and I were up to, but the dive across the floor for my Chief's Special was... interesting. In the dark. And I had no Surefire.

Lesson learned... always remember exactly where you left your piece, even in the dark. In the future I always took the holster/gun off and put it somewhere I'd remember even if was "busy".

Hmmm...things happening at the worst possible time...must be...MURPHY'S LAW!

Sorry, I just couldn't resist when I saw your username.

 

[Sean85746]

You ain't gonna believe it

When I was still a fed leo, I had a partner who was a great guy, but in no danger of being recruited by NASA.

We had just done in-service training with plastic non-guns. In this case, Glock copies, as that was our issue peice.

For those of you who cannot see what is coming next....

We left our facility and headed out to dinner. As he was putting his jacket on I asked him if I could see his gun.

He reached into his holster and handed me his bright orange "Glock".

I asked him where I could get a finish like that on mine.

He simply responded with a colorful expletive that I cannot quote here, however it did require acrobatic skills I do not possess to accomplish.

We drove back to retreive his real gun, and the whole way he was begging me not to tell anyone.

It cost him dinner that night to keep me quiet.....'til now.

 

[Gordon Fink]

I carry a concealed humerus every day. Does that count?

~G. Fink

 

[Blackhawk 6]

No, you don't need to know what the young lady and I were up to, but the dive across the floor for my Chief's Special was... interesting.

Cudos to your situational awareness.

 

[MrMurphy]

Yeah, we got interrupted right when everything got......interesting.



Afterwards she sat shivering in my lap for about forty five minutes while I had my .38 sitting next to me. Now she has her own 12 gauge. And she can shoot it.

 

[stans]

Well, this isn't a concealed carry story, but there was one time I heard the downstairs deck door open in the wee hours of the morning. I grabbed the gun of the day (FIE TZ-75 Series 88, it was the hot item in the late 80's) and proceded to investigate. Turns out it was a tree that had fallen in the woods some time ago and was resting in the crotch of another tree. When the wind blew the trees would move and the noise from the sliding tree trunks sounded exactly like that door.

Then there was another time I was awakened by the sound of a window breaking. Grabbed the TZ and began my house clearing exercise. Turned out to be a dead tree that the wind blew into the window.

 

[jpthegeek]

Strangest thing!

Was out looking at investment property opportunities with my wife. Had my G19 in a paddle on my jeans covered by one of those 'i'm an uber-outdorsie kinda guy' fleece vests on covering it. I usually carry IWB so when I do it this way, I'm constantly making sure the vest is't riding up.

Anyway, we go look at a few properties and after a while the wife says she has a headache and is out of advil. We pull into the parkinglot of the local drugstore.

As I walk through the door the metal detector/security thing goes off. I'm thinking that there is no way the piece is setting it off, but I just get a strange look from the counter girl and we go about getting the advil.

At checkout I'm standing there wondering if it's going to go off again and also wonder what's going to happen if they request to search me.

We walk through the door to leave the alarm goes wild again! Checkout girl looks at me again with a strange look and just waves us out.

We get in the car and my wife asks me if it was my G19 that set the alarm off and I just shrug.

Now, fast forward a couple of days... Just to see if it was my Glock, I stop by the very same drugstore, go in unarmed and no alarm. I must have looked pretty strange because I walked back and forth through the security thing several times before going in a buying some toothpaste.

Either bizarre coincidence or those things are way too sensitive!

 

[Black Snowman]

If it's one of the "security tag" sensors were you wearing the same shoes? Sounds funny but some brands of shoes have the security tags molded into the shoes. If they aren't deactivated (like if the company selling them doesn't use the system) they can set of other store's sensors. This happened with some motorcycle boots I got on line. I had to wear them for quite a while before the tags inside broke and stopped setting off the sensors at Wal-Mart.

 

[VG]

Didn't happen to me but I read a story about a guy getting stopped at night while carrying on glocktalk. He told the officer he was CCW and he said, "I won't shoot you if you won't shoot me," which I thought was a pretty good line.

 

[Warren]

There is this delivery guy I know who was dropping off some food in a customers kitchen. When he was done he turned to go and there was a loud THUNK as his G26 carried at 4 o'clock slammed into the fridge.

There was a pregnant pause with the delivery guy and the customer looking at each other, then the delivery guy pulled his radio from where it is carried (7 o'clock) and said "Sorry, hit your fridge with my radio." Customer bought it.


The same delivery guy was in his local gunshop once when someone new to guns said to him "With your job, I bet you wish you could carry." Delivery guy responded with a wishful sounding "I do." and an ain't-that-sad shake of the head and left it at that. The customer did not bother to parse the statement. Though one of the counter guys rolled his eyes.