After work I hurried home, showered, changed and headed out to do some shopping for some new clothes to wear at the NRA Annual Meetings and Exhibits. I quite smoking awhile back and packed on some pounds (that's my story and I'm sticking to it). Some pounds is kind of an understatement, so it was time to pick up some new things anyway.
Stopped in at the Men's Warehouse, one of my favorite places to shop for stepping out clothes. I had planned on letting the sales person who was working with me know that I was carrying a sidearm before they did any waist measurements, but never got the chance to put my plan into action. When I tried on a jacket, the sales associate discovered my Kimber. He patted my side and said, "That's there all the time, isn't it?". I said yes and that was the last of it. When measuring my waist he measured behind and also over the Kimber and set me up with some quality duds that afforded good concealment. There was another CHL'r in the store getting a suit tailored specifically for concealment. It was not big deal to the staff, the way it should be everywhere. It was very nice to work with folks like the staff at Men's Warehouse, folks who are professionals in what they do and who see the fact that you carry a sidearm as an opportunity to demonstrate their craftsmanship.
After getting done with that, I met V at Studio Movie Grill and watched Iron Man. We had a great time.