I had it on when my wife asked me to go to the Corner Store, the only store available in our hood without getting in a car, and get some cash.
So, while I am at the ATM the managers son, all from Libiya, spots me and gets this look on his face that is kinda hard to discribe. He points at my shirt and chatters something in his native tounge. I look down and say, "well I am ain't I?" He then asks me where I obtained said shirt. When I told him AR-15.com he about shit. I then asked him if it was correctly spelled. he said yes it was and he chattered something again, only this time at the manager all the while pointing at my shirt. The manager gets this look on his face like he wants to say something nasty to me.
By this time I am done with my transaction and start heading out the door waving bye.
These folks have already banned my son from the store. They have also been convicted of selling meth from the store and lost the liquor licence for 45 days. I don't normally say much when I go in there which is not often but I am never rude.
I long for the days of old when the store was owned by a drunk old guy that could have cared less about anything.
Anyway, I just wanted to share.