I work downtown, and I'm still waiting on my concealed permit. I carry a large laptop satchel across my torso.
This morning I walked from my usual drop-off point, and a guy in the usual thug apparel crossed my path. There's an alley around the back end of the library where thug-boy walked as I walked around the front. I began to slow my pace as we were on opposite side of the building, anticipating our paths meeting at the other end of the library.
He saw me coming at a much slower pace than he anticipated, so his pace slowed. I made eye contact and stared him down. He had no choice but to step in front of me. I let him, there was no way I would let him behind me. About 20 ft later was the coffee shop I visit every morning. The coffee shop entrance is in a bank building, but the entrance is separated by a brick wall.
Thug-boy dove behind the brick wall past the coffee shop. I took my time and waited outside until thug-boy gave up and moved on. When he stepped out, he took a look and noticed me behind him. He crossed the street, but slowed his pace and kept an eye on me. He hid behind a pillar across the street from me. I took my sweet time and stood on the street corner and stared him down.
He eventually moved on, but kept looking over his shoulder at me and slowed his pace, but eventually realized I had him beat.
I don't have my gun as I don't have my license yet, but I do carry a knife but mine opens as I pull it out of my pocket. I also flipped the lid loose on my coffee cup so thug-boy would get a face full of scalding java and a blade.
I felt rather good about beating this guy at a very large chess game. I just kept him in front of me and took my time.
This morning I walked from my usual drop-off point, and a guy in the usual thug apparel crossed my path. There's an alley around the back end of the library where thug-boy walked as I walked around the front. I began to slow my pace as we were on opposite side of the building, anticipating our paths meeting at the other end of the library.
He saw me coming at a much slower pace than he anticipated, so his pace slowed. I made eye contact and stared him down. He had no choice but to step in front of me. I let him, there was no way I would let him behind me. About 20 ft later was the coffee shop I visit every morning. The coffee shop entrance is in a bank building, but the entrance is separated by a brick wall.
Thug-boy dove behind the brick wall past the coffee shop. I took my time and waited outside until thug-boy gave up and moved on. When he stepped out, he took a look and noticed me behind him. He crossed the street, but slowed his pace and kept an eye on me. He hid behind a pillar across the street from me. I took my sweet time and stood on the street corner and stared him down.
He eventually moved on, but kept looking over his shoulder at me and slowed his pace, but eventually realized I had him beat.
I don't have my gun as I don't have my license yet, but I do carry a knife but mine opens as I pull it out of my pocket. I also flipped the lid loose on my coffee cup so thug-boy would get a face full of scalding java and a blade.
I felt rather good about beating this guy at a very large chess game. I just kept him in front of me and took my time.