A Creative Loafing reporter straps on a .38 and heads to Longhorn Steakhouse with the first black guy he meets who has a gun. The reporters name? Andisheh Nouraee.
A little long, but worth your skimming. The bottom line: No one seemed to care.
I chickened out of taking Zaylvia Carmichael to Chuck E. Cheese with our guns.
When I mentioned the plan to a friend who is usually supportive of my stupid ideas, he sounded appalled. He didn't elaborate, but he's the father of two small kids. I suspect the thought of two yutzes pushing social boundaries by carrying pistols into Chuck E. Cheese contravened his sense of decency.
So instead of choosing an inappropriate place for dinner, Carmichael and I chose an ironically appropriate place: a LongHorn Steakhouse. ...
When I arrived, I got out of the car, tucked in my shirt and put the .38 on my belt. ... I walked around front and there he was, wearing jeans, a baseball cap, a tucked-in rugby shirt, and a .40-caliber Glock on his belt.
What happens when a Middle Eastern-looking man and a young black man walk into a LongHorn with loaded pistols on their belts?
"Welcome to LongHorn, will it just be the two of you?"
The hostess told us there would be a 20-minute wait. We stood at the doorway and talked. Nobody said a word or even looked at us funny. A few people glanced down at my belt as they walked up, but honestly, a new iPhone would have caused a bigger fuss than our guns.
Story also contains this gem:
Imagine if someone with a firearms license walked onto a MARTA train with a shotgun. He couldn't be arrested, even though someone can be ticketed for eating on a train.
"So I just want to be clear," I asked MARTA police Chief Wanda Dunham. "If I had a turkey sandwich in one hand and a gun in the other hand, MARTA police would ticket me for the turkey sandwich?"
"If you're eating it," she replied. "Only if you're eating it."
Hat tip to the Fresh Loaf.