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I no longer care about 'the look'... or the noobs/snowbirds who give it. For awhile it was amusing (to me) but now I ignore 'em unless they say somethin' stupid... 'n even then they'll get 'the look' from me.
The last really bizzarre encounter was whenI was walkin' across a gas station lot to get to a Mickey D's on Cortaro (near I-10) 'n some putz in short pants by the gas pumps starts yellin': "I don't want no trouble, I don't want no trouble"... with his hands in the air, 'bout 30' away.I mean... WTF? He got 'the LOOK'! This is the sort that'll call in a MWAG inna heartbeat. Maybe he did for all I know. What you don't want'a do is have a confrontation... 'cause they'll swear up 'n down you threatened 'em. I figure it was just some tourista dork comin' off the interstate to gas up... but ya never know.
I'm not in the 'education' business. I don't hand out cards (nor wouldI if I had any) or explain squat. No more than I'd explain my hat 'n boots. Sometimes I'll get a "Is that a 9mm?" (Already they dunno squat...) 'n I'll just say 'No, it's a .45 'n keep on goin'. A cocked 'n locked 1911 is kind'a obvious.