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03-08-2010, 12:00 AM
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Get off my lawn!!
So I was cleaning out the garage and I have everything all torn up. I have both doors of a 3-car garage open and I have a few things on the driveway, including three cars. It is getting late in the day and getting dark so I was setting up a double 500 watt work light.
As I had my head stuck behind the freezer to plug in my extension cord, I hear someone's voice from the driveway saying hello. I turned to find a stranger 1/2 way up my driveway making his way between the cars to the garage door. I stepped out trying to look through the blinding lights I had just plugged in. I had to take a couple steps towards the light to turn them around to point at him instead of straight into my eyes. My first instinct was to try to place the face as someone I know but he didn't strike me as familiar. He was asking me something about the golf course that winds its way behind my house. He had caught off guard, but I was still in a position where he couldn't see me from the waist down (behind a stack of boxes...OK a few stacks of boxes  ). I put my hand on my weapon and asked him what he wanted. He took a couple steps forward and now he was almost in the garage when he asked me where he could find the clubhouse. This struck me as odd since it was almost dark and he surely wasn't about to get a few holes in. At this point I still haven't even seen how he magicly appeared at the front of my house. I told him that he should stop right there and sarted to explain that the clubhouse could be found about a mile down the main street. He started to go into how he had played it when it first opened and he couldn't remember where the clubhouse was and do I golf, etc. as he is still inching his way into my garage. At this point I was coming out from behind the boxes, my hand still under my shirt wrapped around the grip of the XD40. He couldn't see the gun but I am pretty sure he could see I was posturing like I had one. He stopped dead in his tracks and looked back at the main street. He asked again if that was the way to the clubhouse and I again told him to head down that street about a mile. He turned and headed out towards the street and that was when I saw he had parked his SUV on the street behind my truck. He jumped into his SUV and made a U-turn and headed towards the clubhouse. Scared the crap out of me. I don't know what he was up to looking for the golf course at dusk. I'm just glad that I keep my weapon on me at all times, even when I am at home cleaning the garage. There have been a lot of armed house robberies in the news lately and I am NOT gonna be one of them. I will be the news story about the attempted robbery that turned into a gunfight. I will not be taken advantage of again, at home or away. Keith
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03-08-2010, 12:35 AM
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I wonder what his deal was... wierd.
glad you were prepared
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03-08-2010, 07:08 AM
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Very weird. "Normal" folks would have called out from the side walk. I especially don't like the incessant questioning, "So do you golf? Etc, Etc."
I am still amazed at the folks who will try to walk into my campsites at night without asking first. Bad manners and not too smart.
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03-08-2010, 07:14 AM
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Ruse. He was up to something. You did the right thing.
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03-08-2010, 07:34 AM
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03-08-2010, 08:04 AM
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You did the right thing. Don't be afraid to take control in that situation. Order them to stop. I was at another CalCCW member's garage (commercial) one time. We were out front and walking back the garage section when a shady looking guy was walking into the back of the garage on a beeline towards us asking some similar type question. Both of us went into condition red and he ordered the guy to turn around and get out. The guy kept trying to interrupt him. But he ordered him more than once until the guy shut up and went outside the garage. Then and only when we had some defensible space he answered his question. The guy was totally acting the part and took offense. But scr@@ him! When we went out there was a shady looking truck with scrap in the back and another guy in the driver seat waiting. Get away driver? We will never know.
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03-08-2010, 10:29 AM
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Sounds like he was 'casing' what you had in your garage... This was happening in my neighborhood. The thieves would see someone working in the yard (or garage), come up and ask for directions, scope out the house (and belongings) and then break in during the day (while most were at work). Nice job handling your situation...
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03-08-2010, 11:22 AM
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"There is no safety for honest men except by believing all possible evil of evil men” Edmund Burke Reflections on the Revolution in France and ditto on trusting golfers... you never know what to expect from men who chase little white balls around on the grass... suspicious if you ask me, which you didn't but I thought I'd just say it anyway cause it needs to be said... white balls.. geez...
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03-08-2010, 12:10 PM
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  (besides golfers get to reload too!)
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03-08-2010, 12:18 PM
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"Under the table Greebo sat and washed himself. Occasionally he burped. Vampires have risen from the dead, the grave and the crypt, but have never managed it from the cat." "Greebo turned upon Granny Weatherwax a yellow-eyed stare of self-satisfied malevolence, such as cats always reserve for people who don't like them, and purred. Greebo was possibly the only cat who could snigger in purr" Greebo the Cat - Terry Pratchett "Witches Abroad"
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03-08-2010, 01:12 PM
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2. Clean up that frikkin mess, you're bringing the neighborhood curb appeal way down.
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Especially funny when several shooters fight over it! 
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