I had something very similar happen to me. We live off a busy highway in a nice neighborhood .I had a guy knocking at the door late at night. I opened the door but have locked security door , and he was wanting to sell me baking soda ?? I went back in the house and got my gun and came back, opened the door and told him to get the fuck outta here. I never seen a guy run so fast in my life. fucking tweakers.
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Originally posted by hippietim View PostI'm surprised and disappointed in you Ron. Your conduct was very UN-AMERICAN. You should have shot the bastard.
But seriously, when red flags off in your head about something NEVER IGNORE THEM. You did the right thing as far as I'm concerned. You might have said "The cops have jumper cables, I'll call them for you" maybeCourtesy, Integrity, Self-control, Perseverance, Indomitable Spirit
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About a dozen years ago, when I still lived in Shreveport, I answered the door to a guy holding up a 30 gallon black trashbag. It wasn't full, had something in it about the size of a volleyball (or head).
He held it out in front of him and asked me, "Hey, you wanna buy some meat?"
I looked at the garbage bag, then slowly to him -
"No! I would not like to buy some meat!" in my best 'you've got to be fukking kidding me' voice.
Good times.
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Originally posted by AlexL View PostI once returned home from a business trip, and was eyeing up an attractive young lady in the tram to the airport parking ramp. I later bumped into her as I was heading to my car - she couldn't find her car, though she knew she was on the right level. It was below zero outside, so wandering around the parking ramp looking for her car would have been dangerous. She asked me if I would drive her around the ramp and help her find her car. I did, we found it, and I waited to make sure her car started before I drove off. My point is that there was an element of trust between us - I trusted her, and she trusted me, and we make these judgements about people pretty quickly.Scott
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Just do what I do--don't answer the door. I have two dogs and they go nuts when someone rings the doorbell. I can't answer the front door anyway b/c said dogs will try and bite the visitor. Therefore, unless someone calls to tell me they're on the way over I just ignore doorbells.
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Originally posted by AlexL View PostGeez Ron, smoking throws up a red flag with you, swearing throws up a red flag with you... Sounds like you should WELCOME the Jehova's Witnesses!
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Some people have manners and common sense. Some don't, and these are probably the same ones you don't want to answer the door to.
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Everyone has said it. You did the right thing. You know your 'hood and if it didn't smell right you handled it well. So far, barring the 10 year old guitar thief , things are cool in the Park. But, I am locking my doors.I am a true ass set to this board.
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Next time kick him up the arse all the way to his car as he tries to run to it, video taping it as you do it. Then put it on youtube and post the link here.Fuck ebay, fuck paypal
"Finger on the trigger, back against the wall. Counting rounds and voices, not enough to kill them all" (Ihsahn).
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Originally posted by zeegler View PostI know exactly what Ron means. It's not the mere fact that they were smoking, or the mere fact that they were swearing. It's the context of both. Imagine you are in that situation. Your car breaks down, and you need to knock on a complete stranger's door and ask for help. You are not going to light up a smoke, knock on the door, and then walk away and lean aginst a wall. Nor are you going to say fuck this and fuck that to a complete stranger who you are trying to get help from.
Some people have manners and common sense. Some don't, and these are probably the same ones you don't want to answer the door to.
- E.Good Lord! The rod up that man's butt must have a rod up its butt!
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Originally posted by zeegler View PostI know exactly what Ron means. It's not the mere fact that they were smoking, or the mere fact that they were swearing. It's the context of both. Imagine you are in that situation. Your car breaks down, and you need to knock on a complete stranger's door and ask for help. You are not going to light up a smoke, knock on the door, and then walk away and lean aginst a wall. Nor are you going to say fuck this and fuck that to a complete stranger who you are trying to get help from."Quiet, numbskulls, I'm broadcasting!" -Moe Howard, "Micro-Phonies" (1945)
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