So are you 100 percenters, all day everyday crowd claiming you carry in the shower? Just asking.
Call me paranoid if you will, but 'yes'
I live in an apartment in a neighborhood that I can't wait to move out of, and don't have a canine companion as of yet, I will as soon as I have a back yard for him to run around in
Also my bathroom is located immediately next-to the entrance to my apartment.
It's not that I'm expecting a break-in when I'm in the shower, it's more like, I don't want to be that -hitting the lottery kind of odds- person that ends up not only at the mercy of a crazy, but nekkid too! When I'm in the shower, a stainless pistol is easily within reach, tucked under my towel on top of the reading material so as to keep the steam from getting to it.
I will not be killed in my bleeping bathroom!
On a completely different note, I've considered sharing this on THR before, and always decided not to, but after thinking it over I suppose why not, maybe it'll help prevent it from happening to someone else.
Before I had my carry permit, in my early 20s, I was assaulted by complete strangers, for no other reason than their own amusement. They didn't rob me. I was walking alone, and there were four of them all very muscly types, and I'm pretty sure they were jacked up on cocaine or steroids at the least. I soon found out that these were very aggressive and malicious humans. One of them approached me smiling and began to ask me something but before he even finished the question I was being physically beaten. The thing is, after the first few blows, I had a moment where I got them off of and away from me and if I had been carrying I could have opened fire. Pain and adrenalin made the exact memory a bit of a blur, but I basically 'went bazerk' at them, fighting back, even though they had me outnumbered. They laughed it off, but it seemed to surprise them and they chose to continue on their merry twisted way leaving me to realize how much pain I was in. I ended up in the emergency room, and that worst day of my life left me in suspense for the next two weeks wondering if I was going to keep my severely ruptured testicles. Had I been armed that day I would not have hesitated to resort to lethal defense. They messed me up good, and I'm lucky to have made a full recovery. I'm a pretty normal looking friendly guy too, I'm positive they were just waiting for someone who was alone to come along. I wasn't even in a 'bad neighborhood', certainly had never seen any of them before and haven't seen any of them since. I'm a pretty sharp witted dude and very aware at all times, and yet still this happened. This will not be happening a second time for me. I had already been into recreational shooting for many years, but after that I obtained my permit as fast as reasonably possible. Four on one is not a 'fair fight,' and I had done nothing to provoke it.
I am now several years into carrying at all times with very few exceptions which are purely based on legality.