knockonit
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This happened several weeks ago, and I have posted on a local site here and got some feed back lets see what happens here.
I had posted some jeep parts on craigslist, as time went by had a fella call me and we chatted a bit, he was planning on coming over in a day or so to pick up, so consequently all following calls I asked them to check in later in the week to see if this fella came thru, well his chance came and went, I called him on several occasions to give him a second chance, no answer or a call back.
Well I sold the unit a week and a half later to another fella.
So come sunday morning early, the door bell rings, dogs are a little crazy, so I grab up a pistola and make my way to the front door.
Fella says " Hey i'm Chad, the guy buying the axles,.
I tell'm " sorry man left you several messages the last few days telling you I sold them, you never bothered to return any of my calls.
He gets all puffed up, as he does I swing my security screen door open almost hitting him as he steps back, and I am still standing sideways my right hand packing a micro .45, still hidden.
He gets all ****ty starts ranting and ****, then say" maybe I oughta leave you something to remember a deals a deal" lifts his shirt and shows me a cheap pistola, I being a pretty good size fella take two big steps as I bring my weapon up in his face and pull his jennys nine out of his pants and start backing him up, about that time my future son in law comes rolling out the door racking my mossy kept in the hall closet.
The fella just about ****s himself, I back him down the drive to his truck, ( a beautiful 71 chevy four wheeler) all the while advising him not to come back, he gets in the truck and tries to start it, he floods it, and then is almost in tears, I'm pretty pumped up and am talking loud, the fella across the street comes out with a baseball bat asking me if I need help, the guy tries to start it again and it finally catches and he hauls ass.
I get the make, model, color and lic. number and spend the next few minutes talking with the neighbor and then head to the house, and then the explanation to the old lady, who is smiling, and saying, damm he doesn't know how lucky he is does he. ( she;s referring to the part where as a younger man, I woulda beat his sorry ass till some one pulled me off him, but I've mellowed out some, besides at my age it hurts to get hit (63).
Ok then, I took the nine and cut it up on my band saw and called the cops after a few fellas on the local site advised me to do so.
Local cops showed up, and one of them was damm near rolling as my neighbor described the guy almost crying and trying to start his truck.
The other was extremely serious, especially on me having a weapon on him etc, well they ran his plates and found he had several warrants out on him. Then I handed the one cop the cut up nine, he choked on his bottle of water I'd given him as he took it out of the bag and laid it on the hood of their cruiser and kinda put it together.
It wasn't hot.
As of now no problems, I did make a couple friends (cops) they stop by when in the neighbor hood and check out my jeep (rock crawler) and a few of the bang sticks.
I'm just glad I didn't shoot him, or beat him, woulda ended up a whole lot different.
What would you have done??
I had posted some jeep parts on craigslist, as time went by had a fella call me and we chatted a bit, he was planning on coming over in a day or so to pick up, so consequently all following calls I asked them to check in later in the week to see if this fella came thru, well his chance came and went, I called him on several occasions to give him a second chance, no answer or a call back.
Well I sold the unit a week and a half later to another fella.
So come sunday morning early, the door bell rings, dogs are a little crazy, so I grab up a pistola and make my way to the front door.
Fella says " Hey i'm Chad, the guy buying the axles,.
I tell'm " sorry man left you several messages the last few days telling you I sold them, you never bothered to return any of my calls.
He gets all puffed up, as he does I swing my security screen door open almost hitting him as he steps back, and I am still standing sideways my right hand packing a micro .45, still hidden.
He gets all ****ty starts ranting and ****, then say" maybe I oughta leave you something to remember a deals a deal" lifts his shirt and shows me a cheap pistola, I being a pretty good size fella take two big steps as I bring my weapon up in his face and pull his jennys nine out of his pants and start backing him up, about that time my future son in law comes rolling out the door racking my mossy kept in the hall closet.
The fella just about ****s himself, I back him down the drive to his truck, ( a beautiful 71 chevy four wheeler) all the while advising him not to come back, he gets in the truck and tries to start it, he floods it, and then is almost in tears, I'm pretty pumped up and am talking loud, the fella across the street comes out with a baseball bat asking me if I need help, the guy tries to start it again and it finally catches and he hauls ass.
I get the make, model, color and lic. number and spend the next few minutes talking with the neighbor and then head to the house, and then the explanation to the old lady, who is smiling, and saying, damm he doesn't know how lucky he is does he. ( she;s referring to the part where as a younger man, I woulda beat his sorry ass till some one pulled me off him, but I've mellowed out some, besides at my age it hurts to get hit (63).
Ok then, I took the nine and cut it up on my band saw and called the cops after a few fellas on the local site advised me to do so.
Local cops showed up, and one of them was damm near rolling as my neighbor described the guy almost crying and trying to start his truck.
The other was extremely serious, especially on me having a weapon on him etc, well they ran his plates and found he had several warrants out on him. Then I handed the one cop the cut up nine, he choked on his bottle of water I'd given him as he took it out of the bag and laid it on the hood of their cruiser and kinda put it together.
It wasn't hot.
As of now no problems, I did make a couple friends (cops) they stop by when in the neighbor hood and check out my jeep (rock crawler) and a few of the bang sticks.
I'm just glad I didn't shoot him, or beat him, woulda ended up a whole lot different.
What would you have done??