A small matter of necessity.
What to do when your work is arguably as dangerous as the cops', but your job disallows you to legally carry a weapon?
In some cases, you may decide that you'll just have to risk your life, unarmed. That's your decision, but you made it.
Others, though, will decide that it's better to just quietly carry a weapon, try to avoid conflict, and deal with the consequences if they should have to use it.
Farm Girl, the small-handed woman who doesn't much like small pocket pistols, has decided that it's better to beg forgiveness than ask for permission, and is breaking a minor company policy to ensure her own safety.
She's not breaking any laws. She's not looking for trouble. She's just not willing to risk her own life, over a silly rule made by a company that she's not willing to die for.
Farm Girl is not compromising the quality of her work. She's not allowing this to affect anything else about her. She'll be just as friendly to her customers and co-workers. She'll get just as much done. It's just that she chooses to arm herself, with the smallest gun she can find, which no one will ever see, unless Things Happen.
I can get behind that.
There are other jobs, should Things Happen.
Good job, Farm Girl.