Last Thursday, I was in a local shop owned by a young friend of mine and his wife. My friend proudly informed me that, at my urging, he had taken and passed the course for obtaining a carry permit and had just purchased a Ruger LCP .380 and one of the Uncle Mike IWB holsters as his first rig. His usual mode of dress at work is an untucked shirt over matching trousers with his shop logo on the shirt pocket.
I had urged my friend to get his carry permit because he and his wife close up their shop after dark during the winter months and usually have the day's receipts with them to drop into their bank's night deposit box. I had also given him a 2009 catalog of handguns for his use in selecting a firearm -- recommending, of course, that he give particular attention to one of the Rohrbaughs.
My friend said that, although he had wanted a Rohrbaugh, he just couldn't afford one at this time. He also said that the only .380 ACP ammunition he had been able to find was one box of FMJ but that his FFL had promised to let him know if some JHPs became available. I asked him what brand of ammunition he had purchased. He said, "It's here in the spare clip," and handed it to me. I smiled, gently explained the difference between a "clip" and a "magazine," extracted the top cartridge and looked at the stamping. Surely enough -- it was that coprrosive foreign "stuff" which I wouldn't use in any weapon unless as a last resort. I reinserted the cartridge into the magazine and handed it back to him with the comment, "It's made overseas."
My friend then asked me what was the "best method" for carrying a concealed weapon. I thought for a moment and replied: "I do not believe that there is any single
best method for carrying your weapon concealed. The question is what you find with experience to be the best method for
you under the conditions in which you spend your time each day. That may take some time and experimentation with various carry modes. Meanwhile, if your current IWB rig is comfortable, it should serve you well as you become more accustomed to the practice of carrying a concealed weapon."
As I was driving home from my friend's shop I couldn't get my mind off of that foreign "stuff" he was carrying in his new Ruger. So . . . when I got home I went up to my gun room, opened the safe, looked far in the back, pulled out a box of .380 ACP Remington Golden Saber BJHPs, and drove back to my friend's shop. As I walked in, he asked, "Did you leave something?"
"No," I said. "I brought something." At which, I handed him the box of Golden Sabers and said, "Christmas comes a little early this year."
I turned and left him standing there in his shop, speechless, with his mouth wide open. But I was smiling.