An hour ago, some idiot woman began knocking at our door -- and front windows -- and didn't stop. We called the police -- it took them a while to get here (~8-10 minutes). In the mean time, I readied my handgun, got to the area of my house with the most protection from someone entering the front but still with a line of sight, while my wife was on with the 911 operator. Police finally got here, then they knocked on my door to say the girl was looking for her boyfriend and somehow had traced his phone to my area or my house -- I couldn't gather which. I'm standing there in the front door walkway in my underwear (make your own jokes about that) yelling at her that she damn near got herself shot. Once they got here, the officers seemed to handle it professionally. Said they had been really busy tonight.
Been online for the last half hour since I'm a little too keyed up to go back to sleep.
I'm going to get a pair of shooting gloves and practice with them at the range. While waiting for the police, with the gun in my hand, my palms started to sweat a little. This was, by far, the closest I've ever come to potentially using deadly force. Just passing on the glove idea.
Been online for the last half hour since I'm a little too keyed up to go back to sleep.
I'm going to get a pair of shooting gloves and practice with them at the range. While waiting for the police, with the gun in my hand, my palms started to sweat a little. This was, by far, the closest I've ever come to potentially using deadly force. Just passing on the glove idea.