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<blockquote data-quote="SoonerP226" data-source="post: 3481801" data-attributes="member: 26737"><p>The one bad reaction I got to my SDA license was with a rural county deputy. I guess he didn't like the way I gave him the DL and SDA card, because he kind of freaked smooth out on me, going on about how he was an SDA instructor and that's not how I was supposed to handle notifying him (although, in point of fact, he interrupted me while I was trying to notify him). Every response I gave to him was as polite as I could make it, and I made damn sure every response ended with "sir."</p><p></p><p>I think he figured out that he had overreacted just a bit, and as the Mellencamp song says, once he cooled down, he was OK. He let me go with a verbal warning, even though he had me dead to rights for driving just a bit too far over the posted limit.</p><p></p><p>The funniest one was when I was taking my Mom to pick up my aunt at the Tulsa airport not long after the SDA had been passed. We were scooting up the Turner Turnpike when a bored Trooper decided that we needed to have a roadside conference.</p><p></p><p>I handed him my OKDL and SDA card and informed him that I was carrying. He asked where it was, and I told him it was in my back pocket. He asked me to step out of the car, then had me put my hands on my head while he pulled it out of my pocket, and then we went back to his car. We had a nice chat about this, that, and the other, and he was curious about my carry piece, having never seen a Baby Browning before. </p><p></p><p>So he finishes running my plates, etc, gives me a warning, and tells me to slow down a little bit, and sends me back to the car.</p><p></p><p>And that's when I find out that while we've been back there shooting the bull, my mom has been freaking the heck out. She thought I was getting arrested, and she was trying to figure out what to do next...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="SoonerP226, post: 3481801, member: 26737"] The one bad reaction I got to my SDA license was with a rural county deputy. I guess he didn't like the way I gave him the DL and SDA card, because he kind of freaked smooth out on me, going on about how he was an SDA instructor and that's not how I was supposed to handle notifying him (although, in point of fact, he interrupted me while I was trying to notify him). Every response I gave to him was as polite as I could make it, and I made damn sure every response ended with "sir." I think he figured out that he had overreacted just a bit, and as the Mellencamp song says, once he cooled down, he was OK. He let me go with a verbal warning, even though he had me dead to rights for driving just a bit too far over the posted limit. The funniest one was when I was taking my Mom to pick up my aunt at the Tulsa airport not long after the SDA had been passed. We were scooting up the Turner Turnpike when a bored Trooper decided that we needed to have a roadside conference. I handed him my OKDL and SDA card and informed him that I was carrying. He asked where it was, and I told him it was in my back pocket. He asked me to step out of the car, then had me put my hands on my head while he pulled it out of my pocket, and then we went back to his car. We had a nice chat about this, that, and the other, and he was curious about my carry piece, having never seen a Baby Browning before. So he finishes running my plates, etc, gives me a warning, and tells me to slow down a little bit, and sends me back to the car. And that's when I find out that while we've been back there shooting the bull, my mom has been freaking the heck out. She thought I was getting arrested, and she was trying to figure out what to do next... [/QUOTE]
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