I’m starting to feel like an old timer, but I started carrying (in the early 90’s) cell phones were still rare and too expensive for me. Back then I was also a lot skinnier not too imposing.
I was standing in front of the GameWerks (arcade/restaurant/bar) in Seattle waiting for my two roommates to out so we could leave. There were half a dozen other people loitering there including two pretty beefy homeboys, one of whom told me that he needed a phone. I had a pager and figured he did to, so I told I thought there was a payphone down the block. He repeated that he needed a phone so again I told him where about the pay phone. Now he puffs his chest up and says “No, I want a cell phone”. So I was bladed off in condition (redish) orange and wondering how my disparity of force argument would hold up in court when my (more menacing, but worthless in a fight) roommates show up and homebody #2 mutters something to #1 and they wander off.
About ten minutes later I realized that my S&W was printing though my sweater and that he had probably mistaken the lump for a cell phone. Boy was he going to be disappointed.
I was standing in front of the GameWerks (arcade/restaurant/bar) in Seattle waiting for my two roommates to out so we could leave. There were half a dozen other people loitering there including two pretty beefy homeboys, one of whom told me that he needed a phone. I had a pager and figured he did to, so I told I thought there was a payphone down the block. He repeated that he needed a phone so again I told him where about the pay phone. Now he puffs his chest up and says “No, I want a cell phone”. So I was bladed off in condition (redish) orange and wondering how my disparity of force argument would hold up in court when my (more menacing, but worthless in a fight) roommates show up and homebody #2 mutters something to #1 and they wander off.
About ten minutes later I realized that my S&W was printing though my sweater and that he had probably mistaken the lump for a cell phone. Boy was he going to be disappointed.