As many of you know, Chris, my son, is Autistic. One of his many endearing traits is latching onto a subject and not letting go until another subject peaks his curiosity. Like a lioness going in for the jugular -not letting go until the prey is dead.
So, Andy decided to surprise us by going for brunch. Of course, it seems as if everyone and their mom's decided to go on Saturday at the exact time we were going. Waiting in line, loud noises, and not prepared to handle Chris's symptoms, I'm left feeling frustrated and can't wait to be done with this "surprise".
While waiting for food and hundreds of tic-tac-toe games later, a couple with two children sits down catty-corner to us. Chris, noticing the family- also notices another thing. A gun. The guy has a gun on his hip -in the middle of IHOP. Are you fucking kidding me? I get that Indiana is an Open carry state-that laws are loosey-goosey, but really-you needed to bring your gun to IHOP, on your hip, where every child in the Allen county area and their parents chose to eat that day?
Wouldn't you know it- Chris goes, "OMG, that guy has a gun". Well, sir, if that is the reaction you wanted to get, you got it. Now, parents and children sitting next to us, whip their head around-along with that corner of the restaurant.
Next, comes the questions. Why does he have it? Is it because someone might rob this place? Is he a cop? If so, where's his uniform? Can I ask to see it? Is he allowed to have the gun? Remind you- Chris is not using a librarian tone. More like a kid at a rock concert saying he has to pee.
Meanwhile, I have to answer all the questions to the best of my ability. No, you can't go see it, obviously you can see it from where you're at. I doubt he's a cop, because they don't generally carry while not in uniform, or if they did, most would have common sense to not let anyone see they are. You would have a better chance of seeing a shark swim past this window then someone robbing this IHOP mid-morning. He is allowed to carry a gun if he has a permit saying so- and NO, I'm not going to ask him if he does.
Food came and we ate, but I could see Chris eyeing the guy the entire time and occasionally saying, "When I grow up, I'm going to carry a gun, too.". So - to the guy at IHOP, who just had to carry the gun...
1. If a reaction is what you wanted, well you got it, and made my brunch even more miserable than it already was.
2. Ever hear of the expression, "Just because you can, doesn't always mean you should"? Well, now you have. It applies to this situation. If you really think IHOP on two main intersecting roads, 15 min from the sheriffs stations, where cops drive by all the time, mid-morning, on a decent side of town- IS GOING TO GET ROBBED, then someone sir, has robbed you from common sense.
3. Being as my step-father was an FBI agent, I do know a thing or two about carrying. You apparently don't. I could've easily taken the gun, taken the safety off, and put it to your head, before you had a chance to do anything. The flimsy way you had it attached to your hip-with a flip clip -is one of the easier pull out methods. Cops generally have those because they have to make split -second decisions-but they are easily taken from the owner as well.
4. It was not necessary to bring your gun into IHOP and I hope your children don't have easy access, considering a cop's son actually shot his brother by accident because it was. You are not above anything like that happening.
5. I truly should've allowed my son to go to your table, so I could hear how eloquently you would've answered my son's questions. I'm sure your explanation would've provoked more from him. Also, you would've had a inkling as to what "your right" provoked for me.
6. If you think that showing you have a gun -helps protect you, you sadly mistaken. If someone wanted to do something, they would eliminate you first-because they can see you are carrying. Showing someone you are "packing" doesn't hinder those who want to cause harm to others-rob, etc.
P.S. THEY HAVE HOLSTERS FOR BACKS UNDER SHIRTS, -next time USE DISCRETION.