I packed heat one day when driving to a consulting gig through a known serial-killer freeway zone-- bodies had been piling up. I was concerned about being targeted if I had car trouble-- and this was WAY before cell phones. But it made for some pretty interesting gyrations of logic when I arrived at the preschool for the gig.....("NOW what do I do with it?!?!?!?!") The hosting administrator, fortunately, found the conundrum as hilarious as I did, and provided a secure storage location for the unloaded item and, elsewhere, the ammo.