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Today is the first day that I open carried with my rig. I wore my K32 Masterpiece on my gun belt supported by my self modified SOG sheath reverse Sam Browne that houses my swedish mauser 1896 bayonet and prominently displays my GWCL. I posted a photo earlier in the welcome thread, "waving a paw from Loganville", only with my celtic dagger in the sheath instead. I wear that dagger with my kilt.
Anyway, back to the point. My wife called me to meet her at the gas station behind our neighborhood to pay inside the store because she couldn't leave our 3 year old in the car. So, I stood in the store for a while letting people pass while my wife pumped gas. The attendant knows me, so I am sure one of the 5 customers that passed me called 911. I guess they thought I was casing or something. If my arms are crossed, it blocks the license. Anyway, as I went outside, I noticed someone was building out the suite next door. I asked a worker (who turned out to be the owner of the new sandwich shop going in) what was up. We got to talking about my guns history, yadda yadda, and I thanked him for his time and started crossing the parking lot to my car. Walton county sherriff pulled in the parking lot with two officers in the car and began to slow down. I casually raised my arm and waved at them. This exposed my license. The driver waved back and accelerated out the back entrance to the gas station. They turned into my neighborhood, took the first left which comes back out the other side of the gas station. It was at that moment that I realized that I had likely just experienced my first encounter. (Sort of)

Anyway, back to the point. My wife called me to meet her at the gas station behind our neighborhood to pay inside the store because she couldn't leave our 3 year old in the car. So, I stood in the store for a while letting people pass while my wife pumped gas. The attendant knows me, so I am sure one of the 5 customers that passed me called 911. I guess they thought I was casing or something. If my arms are crossed, it blocks the license. Anyway, as I went outside, I noticed someone was building out the suite next door. I asked a worker (who turned out to be the owner of the new sandwich shop going in) what was up. We got to talking about my guns history, yadda yadda, and I thanked him for his time and started crossing the parking lot to my car. Walton county sherriff pulled in the parking lot with two officers in the car and began to slow down. I casually raised my arm and waved at them. This exposed my license. The driver waved back and accelerated out the back entrance to the gas station. They turned into my neighborhood, took the first left which comes back out the other side of the gas station. It was at that moment that I realized that I had likely just experienced my first encounter. (Sort of)
