I would have liked to put this somewhere else in the forum but this seemed to be the only place it seemed to fit. LOL!
Two incidents really.
For about 6 seconds one day this week, I thought I might have to draw on someone. I was leaving one of my customers locations, where it would be illegal for me to carry outside of my vehicle. I had made it to my truck, and was backing up out of an underground loading dock type area. To get into the parking lot, you have to back over a busy sidewalk, unfortunately when doing this, your view is partially blocked by a building on the right. To make things worse, it was near sunset and the sun was at my six making everything behind me a silhouette. I stopped to let a group of people go by, before slowly easing over the sidewalk, giving everyone on either side of me, plenty of time to get out of my way. About halfway over the sidewalk, a figure darts out from behind the building on my right, and disappears behind my truck. I stopped and waited until the person appeared in my left side mirror. There silhouetted was a man, with what appeared to be a pump shotgun to his shoulder. I, slipped my left foot onto the brake and hovered my right foot over the gas, while my right hand was on it's way into my console to get a hold of my carry weapon. (I honestly don't remember doing any of that, but that is where my limbs were when the “situation” was over.)
Even as this was happening, it didn't seem real. My mind was running 100 miles an hour. I was in the process of determining whether to, and how to act, when the guy realized he was standing behind a very big truck with it's backup lights on, and stepped the rest of the way out. That is when I saw that the shotgun, was actually a couple of snow shovels. He had the large end of them over his shoulder and was holding onto the handles with one hand, so that one handles were , one directly under the other. As soon as I saw the rest of the picture the illusion was shattered. I was relieved, but for a few seconds the pucker factor went through the roof. LOL! Even so, I was surprised by how surreal it felt, and how rational I seemed to be. I don’t
It reminds me a great deal of the way I remember feeling when I had a rather rough car wreck a few years back. Much more went through my mind, than I would have thought possible. It seemed to happen in a blink of an eye, but yet I seemed to be stuck in slow motion at the same time.
Fast forward to tonight.
I came back home around 11:00 from a church event. Whenever possible I bring home a plate of food for my grandparents, who live all of 50 ft away. I usually park in my own drive and walk over to their house. Since it was snowing, late, and me having a lot to carry, I decided to pull right up to their house. Just as I did so, I noticed a car pulled across the end of their driveway, in the shadows. It was a maroon little Mazda that I didn't recognize ,which was around the corner, from where I was going. (kind of a corner lot, in a curve, hard to explain) I flipped on the brights and could see someone moving inside the car.
Right away I got a feeling all was not well. I went to my grandparents’ door and knocked softly as I normally would at that hour. No answer, but the door was locked and all appeared in order. I went back to my truck and put the food back inside, and walked over to the parked car. I put on a friendly face, and asked if they needed a tow. There were two guys inside, and without so much as rolling down the window, they explained loudly that the car had overheated, and they had stopped there to let it cool for a few minutes. I offered them some coolant for their radiator, but they turned that down flat. ..... Ooooookayyy..........
I went back to my truck and wrote down the plate number. As I was about to pull away from the curb, they started up and took off around the corner, which is a dead end street. I decided to wait a few minutes and then see where they went. Before they even got out of sight, they immediately met up with someone in a black blazer, and sat in the middle of the road talking to them for about 30 seconds. the blazer turned around in the street, and headed back up the dead end road. Meanwhile the two guys in the car turned around again and left. I gave them a little room and followed them for a few miles before they realized what was going on, and turned into a subdivision. After that they just floored it, and took off. I didn’t bother to try and keep up.
Their car seemed to be running just fine the last time I saw it. I knew the blazer I had seen earlier was local so I made a little detour on the way home and rolled up on the blazer as the owner was getting out. I got the plate number of that one too and went home.
At this point I knew they were up to something and I had most likely scared them off. After I got home I checked out my grandparents home and the adjoining property thoroughly. Everything was as it should be, but when I was almost home, I noticed some faint footprints in the driveway that runs right up beside my grandparent’s carport. They were almost snowed over, but they led to and from, my utility trailer. There were a bunch of them in the area of the hitch. I am fairly certain that the blazer was about to hook up to my trailer and make off with it. The guys in the car were there as lookouts.
I moved an old beater truck I have and my suburban over completely block the driveway. I would call the police, but it would be useless. In the mean time, I will be keeping my trailer blocked in when not in use.