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I just got back from a double-action revolver match.
In the parking lot of the apartment, a guy I've never seen stopped me and asked me what street the building was on and what a particular apartment number was. I'm not the friendly type and naturally suspicious of strangers. I told the guy the street, but had no idea of the apartment number. The guy was on his cell phone and volunteered that his brother was inside, apparently threatening to cut himself (at least) with a knife.
I didn't see anybody in the hall before I got to my apartment. I had my hand on my gun and was very cautious on the way in.
It was certainly nice to have my Glock 22 IWB. A nut threatening himself with a knife can become a nut trying to stab you in less than the blink of an eye. I'm now short a godsister in Chicago on account of a crazy boyfriend with a knife.
You can never be too careful.
In the parking lot of the apartment, a guy I've never seen stopped me and asked me what street the building was on and what a particular apartment number was. I'm not the friendly type and naturally suspicious of strangers. I told the guy the street, but had no idea of the apartment number. The guy was on his cell phone and volunteered that his brother was inside, apparently threatening to cut himself (at least) with a knife.
I didn't see anybody in the hall before I got to my apartment. I had my hand on my gun and was very cautious on the way in.
It was certainly nice to have my Glock 22 IWB. A nut threatening himself with a knife can become a nut trying to stab you in less than the blink of an eye. I'm now short a godsister in Chicago on account of a crazy boyfriend with a knife.
You can never be too careful.