Out To Get Me.....
Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 12:06 pm
Those who also frequent the "Waiting Room" forum know I have my license now "issued" but obviously still caught up in the postal system.
Me: In MO travelling to in-laws for Turkey week
CHL License: My Mailbox in TX *doh*
Over two days of driving, and 16 hours, it was quite a pleasant journey, as it was last christmas, but this time I almost had to draw on someone...
Anyways, like I said, we were travelling by car across several states to IL, and we had to stop along the way and chose to stop in Springfield, MO, home of a Bass Pro Shop - not that that influenced our thinking.
So we go to dinner, and it's kind of late - 8pm - and the parking lot was packed when we arrived so we parked quite a ways out in the lot, in fact, we are in the last row on the end, and the Tahoe we backed in because it made it easier to get out when we leave. So the driver's side door is facing away from everything.
Anyways, here we are at Ruby Tuesday's restaurant, me and the wife and the kid, all waiting on our meal, when my daughter is coughing from a recent cold, and she has asthma which doesn't help. So we decide I need to run out to the truck and get her inhaler right quick. I of course put on my hooded sweatshirt (where I always keep my hands when it's cold mind you), and head outside to the car. Now because it is like 8pm and kind of late, it is very dark (sun set at 4:34pm in Springfield MO this time of year). Add to that, I don't have my weapon on me (*doh*) as I don't have my CHL plastic in pocket yet (and MO would let me carry and RT is not 51%).
So here I am going out to my truck thinking "man I feel naked and I don't even have my license yet"... funny.. USPS cannot come soon enough I tell you!
Anyways, I get into the truck via the driver's side door (out of habit I guess) and grab her inhaler in the center console. Gun is in the back seat in my camo day pack in the floorboard area.
As I lean back from my inhaler reach I see a guy approaching me via the windshield. Red hoodie, hands in pockets...
*CRAP*
Something is telling me something bad could happen here......
Now the guy is smaller than me, and a bit younger, maybe 24ish. Doesn't look too threatening, but he begins to mutter as he is walking over and he is now looking right at me...
I'm just about to close the door when he comes up to it. I'm thinking the open door just might be handy should I need it here in a sec....
He stops about 4 feet from me and says "excuse me sir, we're not from here and we're looking for a place to eat - do you know of any places we can get some food?"
I'm thinking ... Is this guy for real?
I quickly and abruptly smash my hands into my pockets and bring them up a bit as if I have something I'm holding onto (keys *doh*).
My response to him: "Uhhhh you mean like the restaurant behind me?"
At this point I'm expecting him to jump me right that very second. My heart is POUNDING and I even reflect on how I know my adrenalin is kicking in now.. I WAS READY!!!!!!!
I even changed up my stance and stared him down like I was READY!!!!
He actually takes note of my hands and then looks back at me.
He then goes on to tell me that he is looking for some help - he has no job, no money, and needs food or a shelter.
I exclaim that I don't have any cash as I use only credit cards, and I'm not from around here, I'm just passing through - someone else may be able to help.
At this point, he is clearly stalling if in fact he was going to jump me. He's still just 4 feet from me and I don't feel safe whatsoever. I couldn't even run because I'm kind of barracaded in my driver's side entrance at this point. You can't even see us from the restaurant if you were looking out the window at my car either. Regardless, I couldn't care less about what he really wants, and in order to prepare for the worst, I take this oppty to pretend to de-escalate and I step back to the rear door of my vehicle driver's side, right where I know my gun is. I open the door and reach into my camo pack and lay my hand on my gun and grasp it. I don't pull it out, I pretend like I'm doing something.
So now here I am behind my rear door, now about 6 feet from him, hand on gun..
I'm watching him through the tinted window and he can probably see only my feet at this point..
He pauses and even as I recount this event in order to share it with you here today, I seem to see it is only seconds of a confrontation, but it felt like we were out there for 20 minutes, I swear...
He then just up and walks away... I could not believe it. I'm thinking at this point... I watch him pass from through my windshield, and I quickly check to make sure nobody else is behind me..
I wait for him to get a good ways away down the street, and I lock up the car and run back inside the restaurant, inhaler in hand, and armed with a good story for my wife.
*PHEW*
Was I being too paranoid?
Or was I just being cautious? (I didn't draw, remember)
Could this have turned out much worse? Heck yes - robbery, carjacking, who knows, but I wasn't about to just sit there and let it happen to me!!
Anyways, I'm glad I brought the gun with me and glad I didn't have to use it. I feel naked now w/out being able to carry for a few more days including the return trip, and can't wait to get back to TX and open my mailbox.
Me: In MO travelling to in-laws for Turkey week
CHL License: My Mailbox in TX *doh*
Over two days of driving, and 16 hours, it was quite a pleasant journey, as it was last christmas, but this time I almost had to draw on someone...
Anyways, like I said, we were travelling by car across several states to IL, and we had to stop along the way and chose to stop in Springfield, MO, home of a Bass Pro Shop - not that that influenced our thinking.

So we go to dinner, and it's kind of late - 8pm - and the parking lot was packed when we arrived so we parked quite a ways out in the lot, in fact, we are in the last row on the end, and the Tahoe we backed in because it made it easier to get out when we leave. So the driver's side door is facing away from everything.
Anyways, here we are at Ruby Tuesday's restaurant, me and the wife and the kid, all waiting on our meal, when my daughter is coughing from a recent cold, and she has asthma which doesn't help. So we decide I need to run out to the truck and get her inhaler right quick. I of course put on my hooded sweatshirt (where I always keep my hands when it's cold mind you), and head outside to the car. Now because it is like 8pm and kind of late, it is very dark (sun set at 4:34pm in Springfield MO this time of year). Add to that, I don't have my weapon on me (*doh*) as I don't have my CHL plastic in pocket yet (and MO would let me carry and RT is not 51%).
So here I am going out to my truck thinking "man I feel naked and I don't even have my license yet"... funny.. USPS cannot come soon enough I tell you!
Anyways, I get into the truck via the driver's side door (out of habit I guess) and grab her inhaler in the center console. Gun is in the back seat in my camo day pack in the floorboard area.
As I lean back from my inhaler reach I see a guy approaching me via the windshield. Red hoodie, hands in pockets...
*CRAP*
Something is telling me something bad could happen here......
Now the guy is smaller than me, and a bit younger, maybe 24ish. Doesn't look too threatening, but he begins to mutter as he is walking over and he is now looking right at me...
I'm just about to close the door when he comes up to it. I'm thinking the open door just might be handy should I need it here in a sec....
He stops about 4 feet from me and says "excuse me sir, we're not from here and we're looking for a place to eat - do you know of any places we can get some food?"
I'm thinking ... Is this guy for real?
I quickly and abruptly smash my hands into my pockets and bring them up a bit as if I have something I'm holding onto (keys *doh*).
My response to him: "Uhhhh you mean like the restaurant behind me?"
At this point I'm expecting him to jump me right that very second. My heart is POUNDING and I even reflect on how I know my adrenalin is kicking in now.. I WAS READY!!!!!!!
I even changed up my stance and stared him down like I was READY!!!!
He actually takes note of my hands and then looks back at me.
He then goes on to tell me that he is looking for some help - he has no job, no money, and needs food or a shelter.
I exclaim that I don't have any cash as I use only credit cards, and I'm not from around here, I'm just passing through - someone else may be able to help.
At this point, he is clearly stalling if in fact he was going to jump me. He's still just 4 feet from me and I don't feel safe whatsoever. I couldn't even run because I'm kind of barracaded in my driver's side entrance at this point. You can't even see us from the restaurant if you were looking out the window at my car either. Regardless, I couldn't care less about what he really wants, and in order to prepare for the worst, I take this oppty to pretend to de-escalate and I step back to the rear door of my vehicle driver's side, right where I know my gun is. I open the door and reach into my camo pack and lay my hand on my gun and grasp it. I don't pull it out, I pretend like I'm doing something.
So now here I am behind my rear door, now about 6 feet from him, hand on gun..
I'm watching him through the tinted window and he can probably see only my feet at this point..
He pauses and even as I recount this event in order to share it with you here today, I seem to see it is only seconds of a confrontation, but it felt like we were out there for 20 minutes, I swear...
He then just up and walks away... I could not believe it. I'm thinking at this point... I watch him pass from through my windshield, and I quickly check to make sure nobody else is behind me..
I wait for him to get a good ways away down the street, and I lock up the car and run back inside the restaurant, inhaler in hand, and armed with a good story for my wife.
*PHEW*
Was I being too paranoid?
Or was I just being cautious? (I didn't draw, remember)
Could this have turned out much worse? Heck yes - robbery, carjacking, who knows, but I wasn't about to just sit there and let it happen to me!!
Anyways, I'm glad I brought the gun with me and glad I didn't have to use it. I feel naked now w/out being able to carry for a few more days including the return trip, and can't wait to get back to TX and open my mailbox.
