Situation my wife could have put us in...
We were on our way out to do some shopping, she picks up the mail on the way out. There is a letter addressed to a house about 3 miles away, so we (she) decide to deliver it ourselves instead of putting it back in the box with a note.
As we approach the somewhat secluded house, there is a Sheriff's car parked by the garage, which is open. Can't see what's in the garage or any activity.
I'm thinking, OK were not stopping here, maybe drop the mail in the box and keep on moving, maybe just go. Wife turns into driveway. I immediately tell her to pull out and leave. She stops and asks why. I suggest that we might not want to get involved in what may or may not be going on inside. Burglar alarm, domestic, shots fired complaint are the first three things I tell her might be happening, plus the general idea of surprising an LEO and injecting an unknown into what the LEO is already dealing with.
Wife pretty much tells me I am crazy, but she does back out and then pulls up to the mailbox to drop the letter. About this time, the Deputy pulls out and starts talking to us about how she just served us civil papers. Wife quickly stops her and explains that we do not live there, we are just dropping off some misdirected mail. She thought we were BSing her. Guess it looked like we were picking up our mail. So in the end, we still could have been caught up in a dangerous scenario, since it looked like we lived there.
All ended well, but it could have been a lot worse.
My wife doesn't share my tactical fu mindset. I do the best that I can...
I have the same problem Grady mentions
And it isn't just an issue with avoiding BGs. It is inappropriate reactions to false fire alarms, to knocks at the door, to minor stove top fires, to driving situations, to who is entering or leaving a restaurant... and even sometimes inappropriate comments others might overhear.
Originally Posted by grady
She reminds me a little bit of a dog we once owned. (Not to insult her, but to describe the behavior.) If I ever had a bad accident or sudden serious illness, it is a certainty that Jaz the dog would do one of two things; check out how good I tast while I am helpless, or stand on top of my chest and keep the paramedics at bay. Maybe both!
Similarly, I can almost count on my Mrs. to forget to unlock the door for the paramedics or somehow get in the way of them doing their task--all the while doing precisely nothing (or the wrong thing) in the way of first aid on her own.
My big fear, should we ever have a home invasion, is that she would not follow my instructions and would put herself in the line of fire--- because she wants to see what is going on.
Well, somehow we survived 36 years of marriage without anything terrible going wrong; so maybe the good luck will continue.