So I'm walking from work out to my car @ 6:00PM. On a Friday our parking lot is a ghost town by 4:00PM. Anyway, I always park my car at the far end of the lot in an attempt to get a little exercise. So I'm about 25 feet away when a truck comes hauling ass down the the main road (I mean really hauling ass, probably double the posted 35 m.p.h. limit). As the truck passes a guy leans out and yells something. I keep walking to my truck and as I'm opening the door the guy in the truck slams on his brakes and flips a U and heads back.
Something ain't right.
I have my PX4 in a holster under the driver seat so I pull it out and stand behind the driver-side door. The guy comes burning down the street and stops in the middle of his lane. Normally this street is quite busy, but again because it is Friday, it is a ghost town. He stopped at kind of an angle to me and a strip of curb and lawn separates us. I can now see that there are two guys in the truck. I'm thinking "cripes, if they both get out I'm in real trouble."
I step one step back away from the door so that they can see that I have my PX4 at low ready. And I get a reaction I really didn't expect; they both just sit and stare at me. Now I'm thinking "If they come out, I'll have to drop the passenger-side guy first." As I'm thinking this I'm looking right into the eyes of the driver. Then the driver slowly, very slowly, drives past and on down the street. I watch to make sure that he isn't going to pull into the parking lot and I get in my truck and I drive a very different way home.
I may have over-reacted, but the whole situation was too weird. In retrospect, I'm pretty sure they weren't going to ask for directions.
Something ain't right.
I have my PX4 in a holster under the driver seat so I pull it out and stand behind the driver-side door. The guy comes burning down the street and stops in the middle of his lane. Normally this street is quite busy, but again because it is Friday, it is a ghost town. He stopped at kind of an angle to me and a strip of curb and lawn separates us. I can now see that there are two guys in the truck. I'm thinking "cripes, if they both get out I'm in real trouble."
I step one step back away from the door so that they can see that I have my PX4 at low ready. And I get a reaction I really didn't expect; they both just sit and stare at me. Now I'm thinking "If they come out, I'll have to drop the passenger-side guy first." As I'm thinking this I'm looking right into the eyes of the driver. Then the driver slowly, very slowly, drives past and on down the street. I watch to make sure that he isn't going to pull into the parking lot and I get in my truck and I drive a very different way home.
I may have over-reacted, but the whole situation was too weird. In retrospect, I'm pretty sure they weren't going to ask for directions.