Ran to get gas when I emptied the last of my 5-gal cannisters; didn't really feel like it, but took a moment to put the holster on -- but without all the usual supportive gear -- I was, after all, going to immediately return to my yard and garden work.
I was worried about the vertical slip on the leg leash; normally I wear sports capris with webbing I'd stitched to the pant leg with horizontal stitched stop points; but the leg leash held. It felt odd sticking to my skin after nearly a year of always wearing the spandex sports capris.
I also was surprised at how distracting the chafe of the holster was against my bare leg; again, accustomed to wearing something under the holster.
However, the biggest challenge came from the yard work pants -- they are not +2 sized for conceal carry -- and I did not take the time to get suspenders on; I opted instead to zip up as far as I could and tighten the belt to hold it. Partway through the trip, it felt like my underwear was sliding down.
I got the gas, got home, headed in to unholster and I no sooner cleared the back door when my pants flat fell to my ankles.
I guess things *were* slipping.
Anyway, that evening, we opted to get Subway after a long day working the yard & garden. Once again I didn't want to swap out clothes entirely, since it was a short trip and I was planning to head back out after dinner to get a few more things done in the yard. But the raw sense of OOPS when my pants had hit the floor on the previous trip was all it took to reset my laziometer. I fully downed and upped to full EDC.
There was a young couple checking out, and as it became my turn to place my order, another guy walked in. Typical of habits from from watching ASP for so long, I scanned his hands and waist... nothing. Now, the statistics are that one in five Ohioan adults are licensed for concealed carry. So he might have been like me, totally dedicated to concealment, but as I watched his behaviors, he was kind of clueless, mindlessly reading the menu board even long after his order had been taken. No scan, no apparent awareness -- I guess you'd say he was the NPC in the room.
Then another guy came in, and I scanned him... and as he moved, I saw the imprint of his otherwise concealed handgun. As he moved to the far end of the counter to place his order, I slid over to the extreme near side so we were at nearly a square angle to the door from each other. He did a quick scan of the room, his eyes met mine, and I nodded (there are unexpected tiny benefits to wearing a cowboy hat in public; a nod, amplified by the motion of the brim, often conveys about a page and a half of good intentions), and then nothing. He occasionally did what appeared to be a quick scan of the room, but he otherwise carried on as you would expect a proper Defender to do.
Then a very fit young lady in yoga pants and a long crop came in. I scanned and... not 100% sure, but her phone was in a side pocket on the tights, and every so often I swore I could see another bump where one might expect a quality concealed holster to be. Never was quite sure. But her attitude was TAD: Totally Alert Defender. I am all but convinced she was carrying, and ready. At any rate, she moved to the corner opposite of mine, leaving the three non-door corners occupied by armed defenders.
Then another, large, boistrous woman entered. She had not a care in the world for her concealment, and her movements frequently caused her top to print what looked to me like a gun and a reload in a combo holster. She carried on with the people at the counter, and her presence completely filled the room. I'm generally assessed as being a fairly gregarious guy, but this woman made me seem shy and demure by comparison.
The two men had, in the meantime, slid down the assembly line, toward me, and Ms. Charisma occupied the corner opposite the door.
Mr. Clueless was still mindlessly reading the menu board, and it occurred to me:
At least 3, and more likely 4 ,out of 5 customers in the room were armed and well-positioned. If anyone had thought to commit armed robbery in this Subway during the 5 or 10 minutes we were all there, I suspect their day was going to go vastly differently than they'd planned.
Made me smile.