And everyone within range of her is in danger of having a bullet problem.
Years ago I had a roommate who’s friend stopped by. They were chatting, and the conversation somehow got to how this guy wasn’t able to pay back a drug dealer what he owed, so he had to start thinking about protecting himself. And then he whips out this little pistol and shows it off.
I was rally kinda shocked speechless and that was a good thing, because it’s maybe not the best idea to start screaming, “Get the FUCK out of my house!” into the face of someone waving a gin around.
That this is the first thread of this poster I’ve noticed, and from the numerous comments about her history, I’m gonna have to do some catch up reading.
What if you get arrested and jailed for carrying a concealed weapon in Chicago? You’re a small woman, what if it gets wrestled away from you by a bad guy?
Grudette worked at this little post office inside a grocery that was frequented by USA expats, it was also robbed fairly frequently. Pepper spray is illegal here along with handguns, so I smuggled her some pepper spray and she started carrying it. One day the grocery was robbed by one guy who snatched the register’s cash drawer while Grudette was helping a customer who was a little old foreign lady from the USA, they wisely decided to stay back in the post office area. The little old lady asked Grudette if she wasn’t afraid working there, and she said well I have something to defend myself my boyfriend smuggled in for me and motioned to her purse. The little old lady goes oh me too, this country is too dangerous you need something and showed Grudette “a very large handgun”(Magnum from her description I’d say) she smuggled in from the USA which surprised the hell out of her…
Very good point. That goes for any weapon, if you’re not 100% comfortable with it and proficient at using it.
One of my coworkers is a retired PA state trooper who did narcotics work in some really nasty Philadelphia neighborhoods and he’s said that most street crime is either drug related or personal (random crimes do happen, but are the exception rather than the rule). Gangbangers don’t just roam neighborhoods looking for random strangers to kill. And the last thing drug dealers want is a lot of police poking around their territory.
In a turn of events that will shock no one, I have to side with your friends. If you brought a gun into my home, you’d be asked to take it to your car. If you didn’t you’d be asked to leave and would never be invited back.
OP, if your story is true you’re a danger to yourself and others. How do I know? B/c you think it’s better idea to go into places you’re afraid while prepared to defend yourself rather than keep yourself safe by not going there in the first place. It’s like preferring to have sex w/ someone riddled w/ STD’s saying you’ll use a condom than not have sex at all.
If you MUST visit these places b/c the people won’t come to you (and your livelihood doesn’t depend on it) these people do not value you enough for you to reciprocate.
Semi-related anecdote; I asked my niece what her mom told her about alcohol and drugs. “Mom says I shouldn’t put my drink down at parties.” I explained that a better idea would be to avoid a party where she feared putting her drink down.
If I’m going to a friend’s house I usually won’t take my handgun inside. I’ll leave it in my vehicle. I would make an exception if the house was located in a high-crime neighborhood, in which case I would have the gun on me at all times.
Hurl a steaming demitasse of espresso into your opponents eyes, then sieze him by the testicles. Demand in a firm clear voice “Whose baklava is it, bitch? Say it! Whose baklava is it?” After the opponent signifies that it is, indeed, your baklava you can sit back and enjoy the pastry in peace.