I did just recently, but the potential bad guys didn’t know I had drawn it. Before that, I pulled a gun to stop a convenience store robbery in Kansas back in the early 1990’s. No shots were fired, the bad guy fled when he saw I was armed too.
The most recent one happened last week. I was sitting in a dark parking lot downtown in a run down part of my town, which really isn’t all that bad. My son was taking his drum lessons and I was sitting in the Jeep with the lights out surfing on my phone.
I noticed a college aged male across the ally from me staring me down. He was smoking but rarely broke eye contact with me. He just kept smoking and staring at me. Then he gets up, walks in the house he’s sitting behind and comes out with another college aged male. Now they’re both sitting, talking, smoking and staring at me while they talk among themselves. I have my window down at this point but can’t hear the conversation.
After about 10 minutes of this, they both get up and start walking straight at my Jeep. The first guy is staring me straight in the eyes as he approaches giving off that “tough guy” vibe. I pull my pistol from my appendix carry (he can’t see the movement) and place the weapon under my right leg. At this point I’m focused on his hands and temper and intent. I continue to stare straight at him, trying to convey to him I’m not the least bit intimidated by his actions.
He and his buddy get about one car length away from me, stop and the first guy looks at his buddy and laughs. He says something I can’t quite hear, but it was snarky. They both laugh and walk off. After I’m sure they’re gone, I place the weapon back in its holster and now I’m constantly watching the area around me until my son comes out. So much for surfing and killing time!
All is well that ends well. I try to stay focused on my surroundings and what’s going on. If I get a bad feeling, I never question it. I respond.