Today I left my office around Noon to get some lunch and when the elevator opened at one of the parking floors, it was pitch black. The maintenance guy had taken out the lights while fixing something else.
I wasn't parked on that level but the lady on the elevator with me was and the tone in her voice showed me that she was very nervous about walking to her car.
I stepped off the elevator and pulled out a mini-maglite from my pocket that I now carry since joining this group and turned it on and said I would be happy to escort her to her car. Now I have no idea why she trusted me over the boogie-man that might be lurking but she did and I am glad I give off that vibe.
We navigated the stairs to the cars and I had her walk down the middle of the road while I scanned both sides of cars and turning around to check "my six". Once we got to her car, I quickly illuminated the area around it to be sure we were safe and she got in a drove off. All the while, I had my right hand in my front pocket on the hilt of my 642. She, of course, had no idea what I had in there.
I then walked further down and found my car bathed in lights. Apparently only the top level was out.
I felt myself once again entering into a larger world than I had previously known.