Single mother Ivette Ros doesn’t go anywhere without her gun.
But the 37-year-old lost her job as a bank manager for bringing her gun to work at a Wells Fargo branch in Oldsmar.
“When we take our course for concealed weapons licenses, they do state the bank is a place we can take your weapon to, so I never thought otherwise until I was being questioned,” she said.
Ros doesn’t know who found out she was packing or how they found out, but she says bank security questioned her about the gun she was carrying. She says she was fired three days later. … (John Lott)
The courts, or at least lawyers, will fight this one out.
When I worked in the financial industry, the company was VERY clear there were to be no firearms on the premises. Period. Or in the parking lot; in our personal cars. Or at company-sponsored functions – even if we weren’t being paid or after-hours.
Over-reaching a bit, I think.
Thankfully, the Arizona State Legislature addressed the parking lot issue positively. And, as above, I suspect the other issues will be/or have been addressed in the courts or by lawyers.
Not exactly the same, but similarly…
I had a ‘friend’ some years back named Chip. I’ve written about him in these pages. He was a friend to me when I needed one, but was probably a sociopath. He was, at the very least passive-aggressive. We are no longer friends.
He was paranoid about being caught carrying a concealed weapon (before such a law existed in Arizona) so he did carry, openly. A lot. Now, as there was no CCW back then, the culture was different, and people were much more accepting of such behavior.
Back then banks were not off limits to gun carriers. They still are not, unless, of course the dreaded statutory sign is portrayed (in AZ.). But Chip would go to his bank regularly with his Colt Combat Commander in a belt holster for all to see.
I’m guessing some new clerk from a hoplophobic State saw it and freaked out. Nothing happened in the bank. He had done nothing wrong.
But, one Saturday morning about 0800, there was a knock on Chip’s apartment door. Two large suited individuals stood there, imposing. Chip used the pejorative word jamokes to describe them.
One spoke. “We don’ wan’ chuz carrying yor gun in da bank anymore.” (I’m certain his mimicking of the bank employee’s statement was slightly inaccurate in it’s portrayal.)
Chip nodded in the affirmative, and closed the door. Then, on Monday morning, he tracked down the bank president and called him. Such was his nature.
And he proceeded to dress down the bank, the bank president, his employees, his policies, and his lack of legal knowledge.
Then he moved his banking elsewhere. I’m certain THAT told the bank president!
I’m all about every able-bodied, legally-able citizen to be able to carry. Openly, concealed…I don’t care. ANYWHERE. Banks, schools, shopping malls, hospitals, where we work – anyplace bad stuff might happen.
Because bad stuff DOES happen. And we cannot predict where or when.
But, let’s not be dicks about it.