In my old job, I spent a lot of time on horseback and carried openly, but only while at work.
I wore a pre-Model 10 in a nylon holster on my belt. It worked for riding on horseback, keot the gun secure, and fit in with my job provide equipment budget. Which was zero.
One day, I had to run to Tractor-Supply and Wal-Mart and forgot to leave my revovler at work. Was standing in line at wal-mart, and the little boy behind said something I couldn't quite hear and then his mother said
"Don't worry sweetie, I think he's a game warden."
I just smiled and proceeded to check out.
NRA Life Member
Ladyfriend: "I need help with the leaves in the yard"
Me: "Controlled burn?"
LadyFriend: "I forgot my Boy Scout turned into an infantry officer."