On my way to Organized Play to have my ass handed to me at a prerelease game for the new set of Magic: the Gathering (I did manage to "win" one round, but only because we ran out of time and the other guy threw the last of our three games… and one of the rounds I "lost" because we once again ran out of time and I threw the last game – ties help no one.), and I had to stop for gas at our local Kroger – their list prices are as good as anyone’s, and since they give you $0.03 off a gallon in exchange for being able to build a database on your purchasing habits, every little bit counts these days.
So there I was pumping away, making my appropriate notes on GasBuddy, when the person on the other side of the pump – a late-40s-ish man who looked like he had just left a church service – piped up out of nowhere with, "So what do you have in that little pouch on your belt?"
I glanced down – mostly to ensure I had pants on (I had been playing Tribes all morning, so my preparations to leave were somewhat… hurried) – and replied, "Oh, that’s just a reload." (The pouch in question is a custom fabrication by Michael’s Custom Holsters, modeled like this one but colored to match my holster from them, of which I really need to take pictures.)
The man’s response was… amusing: "Oh… *blink*… oh."
Given the way I was standing and the fact that both of our respective attentions were on refueling our vehicles, I doubt he had noticed that I was quietly openly carrying, and had to process through exactly what I would need a "reload" for. On the other hand, I doubt the revelation was that unsettling to him – he immediately asked what kind of material my knife‘s handle was comprised of (stag horn, per the manufacturer), and I handed it over to him for a closer inspection, which he seemed to appreciate.
We finished pumping and wet our separate ways. No muss. No fuss.
And that is all there is to it – openly carrying a firearm simply is not that big of a deal. Carrying a firearm is not that big of a deal. Yes, it literally can mean the difference between life and death in certain circumstances, but it is definitely not something to come unhinged over. If you do not want to carry a gun, do not carry a gun; if you do not want to be around people who carry guns, do not be around people who carry guns (if they are kind enough to let you know in the first place).
But the very second you start demanding that the government limit my rights and my freedoms and my liberties due to your baseless fears and your specious phobias and your outright bigotry? Yeah, you just surrendered the high ground, along with any chance of me taking you seriously.