I had an interesting lunch today. I leave the office in a marked company truck for lunch. I am legally parked on a public street that receives very little traffic, even though it is next to one of our dying strip centers. I pack my lunch and use this escape time to get away from the office.
A white Buick Skylark (early '80's X-Body) driven by a white female with two male passengers - one white, the other hispanic - drives by and proceeds toward the nearby Micky D's. The vehicle returns in less than a minute, slows down as it approaches my truck and the two men look at me. They looked like Post Office mug shots with a drug habit! They drove by me, went two blocks, turned around and drove by me very slowly - again with both men looking at me. At no time did I see either man's hands. This process repeated itself yet a third time!
The first pass I chalked up to somebody forgot money for Mc D's. The second time I figured something was up and had my .45 in hand and the third time I stared back at them with my .45 aimed outwards, yet hidden below the window line. I left the area shortly thereafter and returned to work.
This is not a big town (125,000) but it is not without crime. We have some drive-by's, gang-banger wannabies and drug/domestic crime. Living in Orlando for 14 years and reading things in here helped a lot with my awareness. I do expect to see the vehicle (and perhaps its occupants) again driving on the streets of this town again. Perhaps they thought I was someone else, or perhaps they thought I looked like an easy mark. For their sake, I hope it's the former and not the latter.