I was driving along on the interstate today when I figured out that something just wasn't right. Ended up I had a flat. Easy enough to fix right? WRONG. I grab the Fix-a-flat and air compressor and go at it. Well about 1/4 mile later it is flat again. Turns out that I have two huge places ripped out of the time. (Don’t ask my how I still haven't figured it out) Ok time to break out the spare. Hmm Wait I am on my way in town to have the spare replaced.
Ok on to my next plan. I reach for my ever present and trusty Cell phone. Uhh, Opps I left that at home today in my rush to leave. About this time I start on stream of curses that would make a Sailor Blush. Luckily I saw a police car driving by and I flagged them down. It is at this time that I also realize another important fact. I have three guns on me or in the car and two of them are loaded. So I start praying this guy is nice and doesn't try to raise **** hell about the guns.
Well Two off duty officers get out of the car. Apparently they had seen my gun since it printed while I was kneeling down next to the tire. One went to each side of me and I stood there with my hands out to my side. One took my Sig 226 from my Holster and checked me for other weapons. I told the other my permit was in my wallet. One officer unloads the gun and to my surprise he takes great care with it. He was very careful where he pointed it but he also handled it with the care that you would of someone else’s valuable possession. The other officer got a Cell phone for me to use while the first officer got back in the car with the gun. I am assuming he was running a check on me and the gun. After all this was done he came back. They told me that the first thing I should always say when I am approached by an officer is that I am armed and have a permit. I can understand this, as they would want to know I am sure.
Now here is where it gets good. The officer holding my Sig goes to put it in my glove box. He sees the Colt Box on the seat and asks me if it is unloaded. I tell him that it is and he checks to confirm. Then he tries to get into the glove box to put my Sig in there. ****** it is locked and a loaded Berretta is in there. I inform him and give him the keys while stepping away from the car a bit. He got the M9 and unloaded it. I made the comment to one of them that it is kind of funny. The one time I have had any kind of dealing with police like this and I have three Guns on me. Must look kind of bad from their perspective. (Yes I was trying to kiss ass) But he just looked at me and said, "Doesn't matter how many you have on you, it is your right".
Now I was extremely happy to hear that. Then it got better. The other officer commented that the Sig was just like the one they use and asked me a couple questions about the Beretta. (it is an M9 Commemorative) He said it was a nice pistol then he locked them both in the Glove box and gave me back the Keys. He put all the Ammo in a small cup and gave that back as well. We BSed for a few while waiting for the tow truck, and they asked me not to load the guns till they were gone. Overall I was very happy to run into two officers that not only reacted well but also were supportive of the RKBA and appeared to be an avid shooter. One even asked if I knew where he could get a Beretta like mine. Looking back the only thing I think I did wrong was not informing them early on that there were more weapons in the car. He asked if I had anymore weapons on me but he seemed to be referring to my person and not the car since we were not even near my car at the time. To be honest the whole thing made me forget about what a crappy day I was having before then.
Ok on to my next plan. I reach for my ever present and trusty Cell phone. Uhh, Opps I left that at home today in my rush to leave. About this time I start on stream of curses that would make a Sailor Blush. Luckily I saw a police car driving by and I flagged them down. It is at this time that I also realize another important fact. I have three guns on me or in the car and two of them are loaded. So I start praying this guy is nice and doesn't try to raise **** hell about the guns.
Well Two off duty officers get out of the car. Apparently they had seen my gun since it printed while I was kneeling down next to the tire. One went to each side of me and I stood there with my hands out to my side. One took my Sig 226 from my Holster and checked me for other weapons. I told the other my permit was in my wallet. One officer unloads the gun and to my surprise he takes great care with it. He was very careful where he pointed it but he also handled it with the care that you would of someone else’s valuable possession. The other officer got a Cell phone for me to use while the first officer got back in the car with the gun. I am assuming he was running a check on me and the gun. After all this was done he came back. They told me that the first thing I should always say when I am approached by an officer is that I am armed and have a permit. I can understand this, as they would want to know I am sure.
Now here is where it gets good. The officer holding my Sig goes to put it in my glove box. He sees the Colt Box on the seat and asks me if it is unloaded. I tell him that it is and he checks to confirm. Then he tries to get into the glove box to put my Sig in there. ****** it is locked and a loaded Berretta is in there. I inform him and give him the keys while stepping away from the car a bit. He got the M9 and unloaded it. I made the comment to one of them that it is kind of funny. The one time I have had any kind of dealing with police like this and I have three Guns on me. Must look kind of bad from their perspective. (Yes I was trying to kiss ass) But he just looked at me and said, "Doesn't matter how many you have on you, it is your right".
Now I was extremely happy to hear that. Then it got better. The other officer commented that the Sig was just like the one they use and asked me a couple questions about the Beretta. (it is an M9 Commemorative) He said it was a nice pistol then he locked them both in the Glove box and gave me back the Keys. He put all the Ammo in a small cup and gave that back as well. We BSed for a few while waiting for the tow truck, and they asked me not to load the guns till they were gone. Overall I was very happy to run into two officers that not only reacted well but also were supportive of the RKBA and appeared to be an avid shooter. One even asked if I knew where he could get a Beretta like mine. Looking back the only thing I think I did wrong was not informing them early on that there were more weapons in the car. He asked if I had anymore weapons on me but he seemed to be referring to my person and not the car since we were not even near my car at the time. To be honest the whole thing made me forget about what a crappy day I was having before then.