I stopped in at the local convenience store to get a cold drink, reached up, grabbed it and walked up to the counter to pay. There was another guy (that I know is a sheriff deputy) that walked to get in line behind me and as was paying I felt him a little pull on my shirt. I then noticed that my shirt had gotten stuck above the grips and he was covering it back up. I just turned to him and thanked him for covering it back up for me. He never asked to see my CHL or said anything else about it...one of the many great things about a very small town.
