He was blowing Homeland Security smoke at you.  You have a legitimate reason to be there; I suggest giving future Georges your business card and suggesting that you might mention his name in your article. 

I am deeply insulted - all you guys think I wimped out!  Forget that shit!  I told him my name, and gave him my number, and then I took my picture. Then I told George - this was after he shoved me - that the owner had written me and asked me to inspect the door hardware.   George became very cordial at that point.  Jes' a little misunderstandin', ya know? 

 

Sincerely,   Only My Wife Pushes Me Around And Gets Away With It

 

PS  I told George he was going to be in my next porn novel - it's set in prison.