No real encounter but I'm pretty sure someone called in on me. I had breakfast at the local Chick Fil-A carrying a little browning .380 in a holster on my hip. This particular one is frequented by a lot of college kids and their parents and professors I would imagine. Didn't talk to anyone except the cashier. No one said anything to me but a Campus Police SUV pulled up right outside and watched me till I left. He never got out to get anything or come inside. Not sure where his partner was, probably on the other side of the restaurant. Needless to say I'll be going back!