I go to my local gas station/corner store tonight to pick up some water, bread etc. (too lazy to drive all the way into town).
I parked just outside the front door- 1st spot. When Im leaving, a family of 6 (I assumed they are family, anyway) walk in.
Before I even get to the car, there's some commotion going on inside between them. The older man, and woman yelling at and shoving one another.
I shake my head, and begin to get into my car.
(Mistake #1, I had left the windows down in the car, and took my eyes off the craziness inside while I got in, and put my bag of stuff on the passenger seat).
Next thing I know, the guy from inside the store is reaching in through my window, grabbing my throat, and screaming hes going to f-ing kill me!
All I need to hear- out comes the .45 -straight to his face, and a warning to let go, and step off NOW.
A kid, I'm guessing his- mid/late teens, comes running up, grabs the guy from behind and begins pulling him off. The kid tells me- "hes not after you, he's just confused-ill take him home". I said that would be a very very wise decision.
He gets the guy off of me, and away from the car, maybe 8-10 ft. And the guy shrugs the kid off, and immediately charges at another car in the lot, and does the same thing to that car's driver, who hadnt gotten out yet.
I shouted at the kid to get his arse under control NOW. I left the "or else" to his interpretations...
So, as I'm keeping an eye on this, and making sure this kid has this clown under control, and walking to their car- when my PASSENGER door opens.
Im like WHAT IN THE F !!is going ON HERE???? - I turn around, and the woman this guy had been shouting/shoving in the store is trying to climb into my passenger seat.
I said get the F OUT OF MY CAR NOW. She just looks at me like IM nuts??? And says "who the f are u??" . Im holding a .45 and shes asking me WHO AM I???
At this point, one of the other "women" of this lot comes up and tells her she's in the wrong car. The lady says "oh" and gets out.
I ask the other lady, what the fc is WRONG with these folks? She just shrugs and says "they're confused". and they walk off.
All this in under-maybe -3 minutes or so. I waited around a sec to make sure all these whackaloons had left, then went back into the store, and asked them wtf.
They said the family was a bunch of meth-heads that lived in a trailer nearby. That every time they come to the store, something like this happens..., but that this was the craziest they'd seen of them.. I asked if maybe I had passed through the Twilight Zone, and ended up in the Wal Mart..
Now, apart from my mistakes I admit to earlier (poor SA/windows down) for which Im already berating myself, there are 3 concerns.
1) there was no build-up to this. no exchange of words, argument, etc, with these folks. dont know em, never seen em before this happened-no reason to have even remotely anticipated this.
2) they did not appear -when I 1st saw them, in passing, on my way out of the store- to be the slightest threat to anyone, other than looking odd and behaving oddly with each other, once they got inside the store. the old guy looked to be about mid-60's. the older lady maybe a few yrs younger. they looked just like any other bunch of toothless, inbred, trailer-dwelling, domestic-beer swilling, trailer- hicks that infest the area.
for all I knew (not that I considered it any of my biz, at the time) their little spat inside the store was over their being late home and missing some episode of WWF or a Nascar event on t.v or something.
3) Neither of these folks, when facing a .45 auto, so much as blinked. Didnt even seem to notice, or register their peril in the slightest... THAT rattled me a bit, I'll admit. Usually when some jackass gets a .45 shoved in his mouth, he re-considers his/her course of action. This guy? nothing. zip. I may as well have been whistling at him. Had that kid not arrived, I fear I may have had to pull the trigger on the old guy, and to be honest, am Second-guessing my hesitation to have done so. He had his hand around my throat, screaming "IM GOING TO FNG KILL YOU", and armed or not, elderly or not, I gotta think I'd have been within my rights to spray his meth-adled brains all over that parking lot.
For what does one consider, when-armed, and able to try to deter a potential or even a real threat, and that deterrent fails, entirely? I could easily have found myself in a Zimmerman situation, begin cruxified in the media for gunning down an elderly, "confused" and un-armed man.
I parked just outside the front door- 1st spot. When Im leaving, a family of 6 (I assumed they are family, anyway) walk in.
Before I even get to the car, there's some commotion going on inside between them. The older man, and woman yelling at and shoving one another.
I shake my head, and begin to get into my car.
(Mistake #1, I had left the windows down in the car, and took my eyes off the craziness inside while I got in, and put my bag of stuff on the passenger seat).
Next thing I know, the guy from inside the store is reaching in through my window, grabbing my throat, and screaming hes going to f-ing kill me!
All I need to hear- out comes the .45 -straight to his face, and a warning to let go, and step off NOW.
A kid, I'm guessing his- mid/late teens, comes running up, grabs the guy from behind and begins pulling him off. The kid tells me- "hes not after you, he's just confused-ill take him home". I said that would be a very very wise decision.
He gets the guy off of me, and away from the car, maybe 8-10 ft. And the guy shrugs the kid off, and immediately charges at another car in the lot, and does the same thing to that car's driver, who hadnt gotten out yet.
I shouted at the kid to get his arse under control NOW. I left the "or else" to his interpretations...
So, as I'm keeping an eye on this, and making sure this kid has this clown under control, and walking to their car- when my PASSENGER door opens.
Im like WHAT IN THE F !!is going ON HERE???? - I turn around, and the woman this guy had been shouting/shoving in the store is trying to climb into my passenger seat.
I said get the F OUT OF MY CAR NOW. She just looks at me like IM nuts??? And says "who the f are u??" . Im holding a .45 and shes asking me WHO AM I???
At this point, one of the other "women" of this lot comes up and tells her she's in the wrong car. The lady says "oh" and gets out.
I ask the other lady, what the fc is WRONG with these folks? She just shrugs and says "they're confused". and they walk off.
All this in under-maybe -3 minutes or so. I waited around a sec to make sure all these whackaloons had left, then went back into the store, and asked them wtf.
They said the family was a bunch of meth-heads that lived in a trailer nearby. That every time they come to the store, something like this happens..., but that this was the craziest they'd seen of them.. I asked if maybe I had passed through the Twilight Zone, and ended up in the Wal Mart..
Now, apart from my mistakes I admit to earlier (poor SA/windows down) for which Im already berating myself, there are 3 concerns.
1) there was no build-up to this. no exchange of words, argument, etc, with these folks. dont know em, never seen em before this happened-no reason to have even remotely anticipated this.
2) they did not appear -when I 1st saw them, in passing, on my way out of the store- to be the slightest threat to anyone, other than looking odd and behaving oddly with each other, once they got inside the store. the old guy looked to be about mid-60's. the older lady maybe a few yrs younger. they looked just like any other bunch of toothless, inbred, trailer-dwelling, domestic-beer swilling, trailer- hicks that infest the area.
for all I knew (not that I considered it any of my biz, at the time) their little spat inside the store was over their being late home and missing some episode of WWF or a Nascar event on t.v or something.
3) Neither of these folks, when facing a .45 auto, so much as blinked. Didnt even seem to notice, or register their peril in the slightest... THAT rattled me a bit, I'll admit. Usually when some jackass gets a .45 shoved in his mouth, he re-considers his/her course of action. This guy? nothing. zip. I may as well have been whistling at him. Had that kid not arrived, I fear I may have had to pull the trigger on the old guy, and to be honest, am Second-guessing my hesitation to have done so. He had his hand around my throat, screaming "IM GOING TO FNG KILL YOU", and armed or not, elderly or not, I gotta think I'd have been within my rights to spray his meth-adled brains all over that parking lot.
For what does one consider, when-armed, and able to try to deter a potential or even a real threat, and that deterrent fails, entirely? I could easily have found myself in a Zimmerman situation, begin cruxified in the media for gunning down an elderly, "confused" and un-armed man.