Passing through Baton Rouge once I-10 was buggered up (shocking!) and the GPS took me 190 across the Huey P. Long to get past the delay.
I stopped for gas, went in for a drink and a snack, noticed nobody looked like me and noticed they sold cute little flowers in test tubes at the counter. But then it's like wtf, I'm already here.
I noticed the lady behind the counter eyeballing me in line and when I got to the counter she looked me up and down then said "Is dat your gray truck?"
I says "Yes ma'am, I paid at the pump."
"I know you did. I see you got Texas plates. Dat's why dey not fukin wit you ... dey KNOW you got a gun."