re: ever had a gun pointed at you by a stranger?

Yep, while in college. Leaving work 2 guys with guns caught me at the door, walked me back inside and emptied the safe...

I never have.

After a football game on campus. I think it was around 2007-08. We had dropped my brother in law off near his car, and circled back around the backside of campus to swing by the bookstore. There was only one road in, and at the intersection they were trying to make people only go straight or turn left. I needed to make a right. Campus cops were "directing" traffic, so it was like 1-2 cars at a time, then they'd switch to the next lane. Instead of letting like 10 cars go at once. They probably shouldn't have even been there since it was a 4-way stop. I hit my right blinker, and start to make the turn and this cop jumps in front of the car and draws his gun. I'm not sure why he felt it was necessary to draw. I rolled down my window, and told the other cop that I was just trying to run by the bookstore and shop. He yells back at me that I'm about to get shot. I put it in reverse, backed up, and then floored it out of there. We ended up filing a report with the city police, but nothing ever came of it. The cop that drew on me was fired within a year for pulling gun on some sorority girl at a frat party.

What bothers me the most, outside of getting nearly shot, is that there are also 5 dorms with massive parking lots on that same road. I could have been a student getting back to my dorm after the game, or back into town from the weekend. And they're going to pull a gun on someone for trying to make a right? If you want to close off a road, put up a barricade or a sign saying no right turn. I hadn't seen anyone making a right, but most were trying to get off campus, and that was what going straight or left got you.

quote:

---

hit my right blinker, and start to make the turn and this cop jumps in front of the car and draws his gun.

---

Is this the guy?

Yes.

Tarpon Rodeo several years ago. Pulled my drunk buddy out of the bar and he saw a truck just like his. He hopped in and tried to put his keys in. Some girl saw this and ran back in and got the guy. He reached in the door and put the gun in my face. I hurriedly tried to explain him what happened and he laughed it off and helped me get my buddy out.

One of scardest I have ever been

Yeah, got pulled over by a rookie cop once that was scared shitless, his hands were shaking. He ended up pulling his gun, said if I took my hands of the steering wheel, I'd get shot.

Yes, my next door neighbor, when I was a teenager (he was as well) became friends with this guy who was a legit idiot. It was during the summer and their parents were not home. We were at their house and the idiot friend was over there and he just goes in the back of the house and finds their dad's shotgun and comes up front and points it at everyone.

I didn't feel safe so I left and as I was going down their driveway, comes out of the front door, points the gun at me and says something like "what's wrong pussy? you scared". I was never a snitch, but for whatever reason, my dad was home that dad.. Because I remember thinking about going tell him because I knew he would probably go over there and flip the frick out on the kid (gun safety was a big deal to him, as it should have been and while he was laid back, he would have likely gone over there and did something to the kid, he would regret), but I didn't.

That same summer, on the 4th of July, my neighbor was at that guy's house and he was laying across the guy's bed reading a magazine and that jackass pulls out a gun from his closet, points it at my neighbor.. Thought it was unloaded, but it wasn't. My neighbor had his elbow on bed with his hand holding his head up, with his arm covering part of his face, which likely saved his life because his arm took most of the impact. It messed up his face pretty bad, had to have reconstructive surgery and was in the hospital for a few months. But that's the only time I remember having a gun pointed at me.

Twice...and once by Aunt. fricking Louisiana.

Twice. Both in Baton Rouge. Go figure.

1. At the student Union ATM machines, the night before Katrina blew through.

2. Leaving mellow mushroom, walking back to Commons solo. 4 dudes in a POS corolla tried to rob me, smacked one dude, driver pulled a gun. I ran.