I started open carrying (that means having a pistol in a holster where people can see it, as opposed to having one concealed somewhere on one’s person) a couple of months ago, primarily because I had allowed my concealed carry permit to expire. After I renewed my concealed carry permit, I have continued to open carry, partly because the weather was warm until quite recently, and partly as a social experiment to see how people would react.
By and large, people haven’t reacted at all. Open carry is legal in Virginia, with reasonable restrictions (as long as one is at least eighteen, not drunk, legally permitted to own a firearm, etc.), and from my experience, most people understand that law-abiding citizens who carry firearms are just that — law abiding, and not something to cause concern.
Earlier today, I open carried at a Five Guys Burgers, and although I did not get harassed, I did have an unsatisfactory encounter — and it was my fault.
A friend and I had finished lunch, were throwing away the trash and getting ready to go help a friend move. A little boy, no more than five or six (if that) appeared out of nowehere, looked up at me with a nervous-little-kid expression, and asked, “Why do you have a gun?”
“Because I can’t carry a policeman,” I replied, kind of annoyed because the kid was between me and the door.
“Why?” he asked again, clearly confused by my answer.
“Because I pay taxes,” I said, and walked around him to leave.
I was driving away but not yet out of the parking lot when I realized that I had been an ass. I should not have been impatient and sarcastic with a little kid. Yes, I had somewhere to be, and no, I do not like children as a general rule, but he was polite, and he was just a little kid, and I should not have been short with him.
As I was leaving, I saw his dad leaning down to him, and them talking. Chances are, the boy had asked the dad about my pistol, and the dad had sent him over to ask me. It was a public place, and the dad was only a few steps away, so that was not an unsafe or even rude thing to do. Actually, I think that was a pretty cool thing to do.
But I dropped the ball. I should have taken just a minute or two to talk to the kid in a reasonable fashion. I am not sure what I should have said instead, but even “for personal protection” would have been better than my snarky replies, which accomplished nothing positive.
I will do better next time.