The Big Guy
Regular Member
Was shopping Costco Henderson about noon today with wife and family. As we approached the checkout a young man named David came up to me and asked if I was law enforcement. I told him no. He then said that he would appreciate it if I did not come in armed next time. I told him that what he was asking me was not Costco policy. He told me that it was. I asked him when it changed and he said that it has always been their policy. I told him that I have read a letter from corporate and their policy is that Costco follows all state and local laws. That OC is perfectly legal in Nevada. He said he is aware of the law but that he could trespass me. He then asked me if I had a copy of the policy on me. (huh? I should carry a note from Costco on me?) I told him I certainly could get it and show him next time I come in. He said that would be great. In hind sight, screw it, it's not my business to train Costco's employees. I'll just go through corporate. I have been shopping in that same store for years, armed, no problem.
This young man told me that he knew all the Costco policies and knew the law, as he had taken a class and got his Nevada permission slip. I almost laughed in his face. I did everything I could, and my wife was proud of me, that I kept my cool with him. I find it interesting that he did not want to kick me out before I paid for my nearly $400.00 in groceries. Oh well, there is policy and there is money. Just to make it clear, at no time did he ask me to leave only pretty please don’t bring my nasty ol’ gun in next time.
TBG
This young man told me that he knew all the Costco policies and knew the law, as he had taken a class and got his Nevada permission slip. I almost laughed in his face. I did everything I could, and my wife was proud of me, that I kept my cool with him. I find it interesting that he did not want to kick me out before I paid for my nearly $400.00 in groceries. Oh well, there is policy and there is money. Just to make it clear, at no time did he ask me to leave only pretty please don’t bring my nasty ol’ gun in next time.
TBG