I went to the doc for the first time since I started carrying yesterday. The first nurse asked me to take off my jacket so she could take my blood pressure. I said, "Just so it doesn't surprise you...I'm wearing a pistol on my belt." "Oh, ok. Thanks for the warning." That was that...with her. Then the PA comes in (I didn't need or really want to see the real Doc). She needs me to take my jacket off again, to listen to my chest. I give her the same heads-up. "Oh, no problem. You're not the first person with one to come in here." I replied, "I figured I probably wasn't." Then she says, "Well, I promise not to reach for it and pull it out." I chuckled and said, "Ok, then I won't either." She laughed and that was that. Perfect.