It worked out in my favor. Come to find out, the trigger group in my gun—for some reason still unbeknowngst to me—was not absolutely, fully in place, and that must've had my safety in a bind. I pressed on it, and it moved ever so slightly. We're talking less than a millimeter. My guess is some tiny piece of grit, left over from cleaning, worked itself into a spot where it shouldn't have, and that caused the problem. Regardless, the safety is working just fine now. Hansen insists that hearing my whispered cussing fit—which he did a great job of editing out of the video—was worth any anxiety I may have felt at the time.