It ended up being very uneventful (thank God) but I figured I'd share.
A friend and I were walking in to the Home Depot on Airline near the Cortana Mall. For a visual I'm 5'-8" 150# caucasian male dressed in jeans and a polo and my friend is 6' 240# vietnamese male in a typical mechanic uniform. We were about to cross the lane right in front of the store when a truck cuts us off, just about hitting us. My friend yells "ouch!" (trying to be funny...but in retrospect probably not the best thing to do).
The truck skreeched to a stop...at this point I figured they actually thought they ran over my friends foot or something and were checking to make sure he was ok. I was wrong. Two black males got out of the truck. The driver was about 6 feet tall 180#ish I'd say around 40 years old and the passenger couldn't have been older than 15 (I figured a father/son). They both started yelling at us, I couldn't understand what they were saying but the tone sounded threatening.
This all happened very fast. From the point of my friend yelling "ouch" to us entering the store was about 30 ft and we never broke stride, we weren't very interested in stopping to find out what they were saying or wanted to do. Once we were in the store we just shrugged it off as weird event and went about our business.
We left the store and were pulling up to the light to get back onto Airline and guess who is at the light infront of us...the same truck. About 15 minutes had passed since the incident earlier. We both recognized the truck but figured surely they either wouldn't recognize us or would have gotten over their problem with us. Wrong again.
The passenger looked back out of the beer window of the truck and flipped us off. We both just nodded and smiled back (not in a sarcastic way, more like an "ok we see you" kinda of way). Then the driver opened the door and steps out of the truck and starts yelling... at this point my friend shifted his car in reverse while I moved my shirt out of the way of my gun (I carry IWB @ 4 o'clock). After yelling for a few seconds the light turned green and the driver got back into his truck and took off. We made sure to give him lots of room and stayed far back from him.
That's all that happened, like I said pretty uneventful. My friend doesn't have his CHP but does carry in his car and he knew I was carrying. I think overall we handled it as best we could. I never drew my gun but did have my hand on it ready and my friend would have driven away had they driver come at us. We both decided that flight would have been the best option in this situation.
A friend and I were walking in to the Home Depot on Airline near the Cortana Mall. For a visual I'm 5'-8" 150# caucasian male dressed in jeans and a polo and my friend is 6' 240# vietnamese male in a typical mechanic uniform. We were about to cross the lane right in front of the store when a truck cuts us off, just about hitting us. My friend yells "ouch!" (trying to be funny...but in retrospect probably not the best thing to do).
The truck skreeched to a stop...at this point I figured they actually thought they ran over my friends foot or something and were checking to make sure he was ok. I was wrong. Two black males got out of the truck. The driver was about 6 feet tall 180#ish I'd say around 40 years old and the passenger couldn't have been older than 15 (I figured a father/son). They both started yelling at us, I couldn't understand what they were saying but the tone sounded threatening.
This all happened very fast. From the point of my friend yelling "ouch" to us entering the store was about 30 ft and we never broke stride, we weren't very interested in stopping to find out what they were saying or wanted to do. Once we were in the store we just shrugged it off as weird event and went about our business.
We left the store and were pulling up to the light to get back onto Airline and guess who is at the light infront of us...the same truck. About 15 minutes had passed since the incident earlier. We both recognized the truck but figured surely they either wouldn't recognize us or would have gotten over their problem with us. Wrong again.
The passenger looked back out of the beer window of the truck and flipped us off. We both just nodded and smiled back (not in a sarcastic way, more like an "ok we see you" kinda of way). Then the driver opened the door and steps out of the truck and starts yelling... at this point my friend shifted his car in reverse while I moved my shirt out of the way of my gun (I carry IWB @ 4 o'clock). After yelling for a few seconds the light turned green and the driver got back into his truck and took off. We made sure to give him lots of room and stayed far back from him.
That's all that happened, like I said pretty uneventful. My friend doesn't have his CHP but does carry in his car and he knew I was carrying. I think overall we handled it as best we could. I never drew my gun but did have my hand on it ready and my friend would have driven away had they driver come at us. We both decided that flight would have been the best option in this situation.
