DingoDog
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This incident happened on Friday morning on the way to work.
My wife and I were carpooling to work and stopped at the gas station to fill up and get some coffee. We stop in about 2 or 3 times a week and it is always the same nice attendant behind the counter. He knows us pretty well and always asks about our dog.
As we pull in, we both notice a junker car with 1 guy in the passenger seat and 2 people in back. We see another guy walk from the car to a woman filling her car and from her body language can tell he is saying something that is intimidating her. She stops pumping gas, gets in her car quickly and is moving before we are stopped at the pump.
My wife and I look at each other and are both thinking they are panhandling for gas money. We both get out of the car at the same time, her to go get the coffee and me to start pumping gas. The guy from the car tries to stop my wife, but she ignores him and goes into the station.
The guy gets into the drivers side, pulls out a forty ouncer of beer and takes a long drink. He says something to the passenger who takes a drink, then gets out and comes over to me. (I've had my hand on my snubbie .38 since we got out of the car. My wife had her .380.)
He comes over and gives me a story about them being out of money and gas and asks for money. I politely say no. He then starts cussing and saying I should **** help people who need it. (Here is the only real mistake I believe that I made) I replied to that that I don't have a lot of sympathy for people who can afford to buy beer when they're driving but not gas. This, of course, led into another tirade of cursing and yelling. He then started to walk away and said we'll see about that.
My nerves went about 3 feet of my body as he went over to the car and reached under the seat. He looked over his shoulder at me and yelled what the **** are you looking at. I ignored the yell, but kept watching.
The tank was filled and I put on the gas cap and started walking toward the station, still watching his reflection in the glass. As I got ready to enter, I heard him yell "don't rat me out!" and he started running toward me.
I entered and told the clerk to call the police. As the other guy enters, he yells to the clerk not to listen to me, because I'm sleeping with his girlfriend and he's just trying to get me to stop. At this, the clerk, my wife and I all start laughing at him. The clerk then tells the guy to get off the station property. They guy sees us all laughing at him, runs back out to the car and they take off like a bat out of hell.
I never pulled my gun, but had it ready to draw with my finger just outside the trigger guard when he reached under the seat of the car.
I was a little annoyed with my wife, who has had a CCW longer than I have for not notifying the clerk when she went in and keeping an eye on what was happening outside.
My wife and I were carpooling to work and stopped at the gas station to fill up and get some coffee. We stop in about 2 or 3 times a week and it is always the same nice attendant behind the counter. He knows us pretty well and always asks about our dog.
As we pull in, we both notice a junker car with 1 guy in the passenger seat and 2 people in back. We see another guy walk from the car to a woman filling her car and from her body language can tell he is saying something that is intimidating her. She stops pumping gas, gets in her car quickly and is moving before we are stopped at the pump.
My wife and I look at each other and are both thinking they are panhandling for gas money. We both get out of the car at the same time, her to go get the coffee and me to start pumping gas. The guy from the car tries to stop my wife, but she ignores him and goes into the station.
The guy gets into the drivers side, pulls out a forty ouncer of beer and takes a long drink. He says something to the passenger who takes a drink, then gets out and comes over to me. (I've had my hand on my snubbie .38 since we got out of the car. My wife had her .380.)
He comes over and gives me a story about them being out of money and gas and asks for money. I politely say no. He then starts cussing and saying I should **** help people who need it. (Here is the only real mistake I believe that I made) I replied to that that I don't have a lot of sympathy for people who can afford to buy beer when they're driving but not gas. This, of course, led into another tirade of cursing and yelling. He then started to walk away and said we'll see about that.
My nerves went about 3 feet of my body as he went over to the car and reached under the seat. He looked over his shoulder at me and yelled what the **** are you looking at. I ignored the yell, but kept watching.
The tank was filled and I put on the gas cap and started walking toward the station, still watching his reflection in the glass. As I got ready to enter, I heard him yell "don't rat me out!" and he started running toward me.
I entered and told the clerk to call the police. As the other guy enters, he yells to the clerk not to listen to me, because I'm sleeping with his girlfriend and he's just trying to get me to stop. At this, the clerk, my wife and I all start laughing at him. The clerk then tells the guy to get off the station property. They guy sees us all laughing at him, runs back out to the car and they take off like a bat out of hell.
I never pulled my gun, but had it ready to draw with my finger just outside the trigger guard when he reached under the seat of the car.
I was a little annoyed with my wife, who has had a CCW longer than I have for not notifying the clerk when she went in and keeping an eye on what was happening outside.