I stopped a burglar tonight. He entered a Jeep across from my place, and I came upon him.
"hello" I said. "can I help you?"
"no". he said. I insisted again, as I am a good neighbor, but he said "......"
Things were funny, so I walked with him as he walked away from the Jeep."How's it going?" "How are you?'
As we walked down the fire road he was trying to put distance between us. I offered to call for "assistance", and for the next minute or so offered to call the police to help. He said "no".
After a few hundred yards I finally called, and let the lady know that something wasn't right. He became to become agitated, and we ended walking a good 8-10 blocks with me about 30 feet behind describing the scenario to the lady on the end of the phone. (who by the way was far more interested in me than the situation, which, to me was incomprehensible)
So we walked and he threw a hammer and saw at me as I kept jabbering on to the lady, trying to give her our exact location, street by street, alley by alley, east, then twenty feet in the other direction as he tried to rush me. He became to get mad and would walk away and then pick up the hammer and let me know that I wasn't to mess with him. Anyways, meanwhile, on the phone I kept vocal as to our contining whereabouts to the lady.
After, six or so minutes, after the hammer was thrown a couple of times along with the saw and pliers. The cops came along. A lot of them. When they eventually came there were about four cars. The lieutenant was decent, let's leave it at that. Three or four ended up talking to the guy.
The two others, besides the Lieutenant, were less than impressive. (one in particular wouldn't introduce himself with a handshake), because "he didn't" because of "germs". At that point he was dismissed by me as...well, all I can say was that he was dismissed. We then walked the 4-5 blocks back to the Jeep. ect. ect 30 minutes more...
My good deed for the day. Watching the neighborhood on a rainy night.
have a great day,
cavman
ps to keep this gun related. I was thinking about if I had my .45 I think that all in all I am glad I didn't have to reach for it, but the thought did occur. Just some guy.
The germ cop was talking about MAC-15's, and how when the folks on Broad Street (Street in front of my place) shouldn't be asked to turn down their music when they are cranking it because they have MAC-15's. Sorry. Whatever, pal.
"hello" I said. "can I help you?"
"no". he said. I insisted again, as I am a good neighbor, but he said "......"
Things were funny, so I walked with him as he walked away from the Jeep."How's it going?" "How are you?'
As we walked down the fire road he was trying to put distance between us. I offered to call for "assistance", and for the next minute or so offered to call the police to help. He said "no".
After a few hundred yards I finally called, and let the lady know that something wasn't right. He became to become agitated, and we ended walking a good 8-10 blocks with me about 30 feet behind describing the scenario to the lady on the end of the phone. (who by the way was far more interested in me than the situation, which, to me was incomprehensible)
So we walked and he threw a hammer and saw at me as I kept jabbering on to the lady, trying to give her our exact location, street by street, alley by alley, east, then twenty feet in the other direction as he tried to rush me. He became to get mad and would walk away and then pick up the hammer and let me know that I wasn't to mess with him. Anyways, meanwhile, on the phone I kept vocal as to our contining whereabouts to the lady.
After, six or so minutes, after the hammer was thrown a couple of times along with the saw and pliers. The cops came along. A lot of them. When they eventually came there were about four cars. The lieutenant was decent, let's leave it at that. Three or four ended up talking to the guy.
The two others, besides the Lieutenant, were less than impressive. (one in particular wouldn't introduce himself with a handshake), because "he didn't" because of "germs". At that point he was dismissed by me as...well, all I can say was that he was dismissed. We then walked the 4-5 blocks back to the Jeep. ect. ect 30 minutes more...
My good deed for the day. Watching the neighborhood on a rainy night.
have a great day,
cavman
ps to keep this gun related. I was thinking about if I had my .45 I think that all in all I am glad I didn't have to reach for it, but the thought did occur. Just some guy.
The germ cop was talking about MAC-15's, and how when the folks on Broad Street (Street in front of my place) shouldn't be asked to turn down their music when they are cranking it because they have MAC-15's. Sorry. Whatever, pal.
