You guys are such weenies... can't leave home without your gun.
My SIL and I stood between the girls and 4 cracked-up french fries down in the PorkChop in San Francisco. We were backed into a storefront with nothing but hand weapons(still hidden) staring these humps down without a word. They turned and walked away.
Granted, where I live in NJ is about as close to living in Dineyland as you could get, but we still get BGs here and there. Real men are ready to fight with no gun, a short-blade knife, a huge set of keys, steel toed workboots, or a squirrel if you have nothing else.
Oh yeah...I almost used Lucy, my favorite strat, to "El Kabong" a guy once, but a fan jumped and thumped him.
Just sort of kidding. You have to be ready, but I would really like to be able to carry here, but I used to not having that. If you are accustomed to that level of preparedness it must be maddening to live without.