I end his career of armed robbery, and finish my medium rare steak and blueberry cheesecake....
My life, and the lives of my family, take precedent over him, or ANYONE else in the room.
PERIOD. I'm looking for the opportunity, and I'm sitting and he's standing. It's actually an "angle advantage" in the prescence of a crowd. (if there ever is any kind of advantage really, in putting rounds downrange).
Hesitation, is the worst enemy someone willing to have a deadly weapon can ever possess. Hesitation, might have the ARMED idiot pissed off enough to smack a patron who's taking too long and the weapon go off, killing ME, or a loved one.
We carry to protect ourselves and others, and I'll be damned if I continue to let these idiots dictate my last breath...
Did I mention that the blueberry cheesecake, was delicious? Oh, and that our dinner was paid for by the rest of the people there?
