It's a short one, but it reassures me that "I'm doing it right" I don't tell my wife when I'm carrying (which is probably about 95% of the time). Last night we were going out with some friends. I was standing up next to her, as she was sitting on the couch. My strong side hip basically 18" from her face. She was concerned about a possible "no weapons" policy where we were going, and asked our friends "will they check for weapons?". I immediately thought "oops, my shirt must have come up some and revealed my weapon". When the friends said "no, they don't even check" she said "good, I was worried he would have to leave his pocket knife in the car!". She saw the clip of my knife in the front pocket and was remembering the time we went to a baseball game and the stadiums "no weapons policy" where they told me to either toss the knife in the trash at the gate or walk it the mile back to the car. (I wasn't carrying a handgun at that event). If she doesn't even know I'm carrying, then I must be doing it right, because if anyone would see or feel my firearm, it would be her!