How many people here have used a gun to defuse a situation?

[Ehtereon11B]

Haven't had to use my weapon to settle anything in the USA (thankfully) although there were a few times where I was glad to have my hand on it, just in case.

Overseas there were plenty of instances where a weapon saved my butt. Usually it was my M9 over M4. Pistols are deemed as authority weapons in most Arab nations (because dictators would execute people with them). So I usually used my pistol to settle serious disputes over a rifle.

 

[Thinker]

I once lived in a "not so nice" neighborhood. One night some guy started banging on the door screaming for "Johnny". My name is not Johnny. I told him this through the front door, while my wife was calling the police. He didn't believe me. The guy actually started kicking the door in the meantime. I yelled out "I have a gun!" He didn't believe me, again. I stepped to the side and raised the blind on the door, one of those doors with glass in the top half. I stepped in front of the door and I told my wife to hit turn the lights on as I held up my 12 gauge.

Situation over. Guy ran. Didn't have to shoot. Cops had no problems with it when they arrived, except that I should have stayed completely away from the door for my own safety.

I know now I should have never approached the front door. I also know, had that door come unhinged there would have been a dead guy when the cops arrived. I kept thinking about the safety of my wife and our 1 year old son.

Like others I got the shakes, but only after the cops arrived and I was retelling the story. They didn't even ask to see the gun, they just asked where it was. It was back under the bed the moment they rolled up.

Glad I wasn't in Florida though....

 

[ol' scratch]

I have posted this in another thread I started. I was in the garage one day and heard death metal music from my neighbor's driveway. Thinking this was strange because my neighbor was 75, I went to investigate. A stranger walked up to his garage and started smashing it with a sledge hammer. I yelled "What the (colorful adjective) are you doing?" He yelled "John has my (colorful adjective) train!" I yelled, "I don't care what the man has, I am not going to stand here and watch you destroy his garage." He replied, "Don't you tell me what to do!" He then began running across the yard. I said "I am getting my (colorful adjective) gun!" The man chased me into the house. I got the gun, but found out later that I scared him enough that he threw the sledge in my yard. He had every intention of bludgeoning my neighbor with the sledge. I found out he had been high on meth and was coming down and looking for a way to score more meth. He remembered that my neighbor collected trains and came to steal them to score more meth. John's wife came over later and thanked me claiming the man was out of his mind.