Ever used a gun in self-defense?
14 Feb '17 23:07Any of you here ever been in a position where you had to fire (or at least point) a gun at someone to defend yourself? Or, has anyone here ever been shot at (or had a gun in their face)?
My first apartment when I was 19 was in a crime-ridden area. My complex had three other apartments, and we were all cool with each other. The neighbors downstairs (a guy and his girlfriend, also about 19) sold cocaine. We all knew this, and they knew we knew. We lived by an unwritten "no-snitch" rule.
One night there was a swat team and a swarm of cops around our apartment running a drug bust. One of my neighbors ran to my door knocking; before I could open it, I had a scuffle on the floor. When I opened the door, the hallway was swarmed with people in SWAT-like attire (full black, head-to-toe body army and face masks). My neighbor was on the floor, surrounded. One of the SWAT team people pointed a black rifle at me that had a laser, and pointed the laser at my head. He said "close the door".
Like a defiant, and utter dipsht, I deliberately stared at him with a smirk, and took my sweet time to close the door. I thought it was cool at the time, but that could've been a bullet in my head.
I went to the roof through the fire escape to see what was going on, and the place was goddamn littered with cop cars and police vans. As I was trying to get back into my apartment unseen, someone from across the street yelled "yo po-po!" So much for that no-snitch rule. My door was broken down, and I was put in cuffs, while my place was searched.
They never found the coke. While the SWAT people were searching, the girlfriend whispered in my ear with a smile (it's in the wall). They must've hid it pretty well for her to smile like that. And get this: after about an hour, after the SWAT people were wrapping up and getting ready to leave---I swear I'm not making this up---they ordered pizza, and eat it, still in full SWAT gear, mask and everything, with their guns laying either on the floor or up against a wall of the apartment they suspected.
But yeah, that's the closest I've ever come to being shot.
My first apartment when I was 19 was in a crime-ridden area. My complex had three other apartments, and we were all cool with each other. The neighbors downstairs (a guy and his girlfriend, also about 19) sold cocaine. We all knew this, and they knew we knew. We lived by an unwritten "no-snitch" rule.
One night there was a swat team and a swarm of cops around our apartment running a drug bust. One of my neighbors ran to my door knocking; before I could open it, I had a scuffle on the floor. When I opened the door, the hallway was swarmed with people in SWAT-like attire (full black, head-to-toe body army and face masks). My neighbor was on the floor, surrounded. One of the SWAT team people pointed a black rifle at me that had a laser, and pointed the laser at my head. He said "close the door".
Like a defiant, and utter dipsht, I deliberately stared at him with a smirk, and took my sweet time to close the door. I thought it was cool at the time, but that could've been a bullet in my head.
I went to the roof through the fire escape to see what was going on, and the place was goddamn littered with cop cars and police vans. As I was trying to get back into my apartment unseen, someone from across the street yelled "yo po-po!" So much for that no-snitch rule. My door was broken down, and I was put in cuffs, while my place was searched.
They never found the coke. While the SWAT people were searching, the girlfriend whispered in my ear with a smile (it's in the wall). They must've hid it pretty well for her to smile like that. And get this: after about an hour, after the SWAT people were wrapping up and getting ready to leave---I swear I'm not making this up---they ordered pizza, and eat it, still in full SWAT gear, mask and everything, with their guns laying either on the floor or up against a wall of the apartment they suspected.
But yeah, that's the closest I've ever come to being shot.
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