Jason's close call

I forgot to write about this one... tehehe.

Jason and I had a heated conversation about concealed weapons. I said that it's concealed if its in the glove box, he said it's only concealed if it's on your body. For some reason we never resolved it and kept packing.

We saw my parents on Thursday night, and as we were getting ready to leave, my dad tells Jason "Listen to everything Sarah has to say, she knows EVERYTHING. And if she doesn't, she knows how to look it up online." LOL... the things my dad comes up with! ;)

Jason was thirsty, so we drove down 2nd street in Nampa... it was about midnight and that's not a very nice area of town. An officer pulled us over because he couldn't see our temporary tags. I opened the glove box and out falls the gun... i could have smacked him! The officer comes up and Jason tells him that there is a gun in the glove box and the officer asks for his carry permit. Jas explains that he doesn't have one, and the officer asks why he's carrying it concealed... then asks us to step out of the car because there's a gun involved.

Now, this is NOT a nice area of town! It's dangerous, there are gangs, and this is the middle of the night. In Idaho you can have all the rifles in the world, but hand guns are a different story, especially with gang violence on the rise (thank you, California!).

The officer runs the cereal number on the gun, runs the plates, checks our licenses... everything comes out clean. We explain that we are moving and he didn't want the gun to get packed or disappear. He says okay, have a nice day, and keep the gun on the dashboard!

Jason's butt should have been thrown in jail! I still tease him about that... if he would have just listened to me! Ugh. Anyway. If you feel so inclied, stop by his facebook and laugh at him :)