It can unfold so fast, so unexpectedly
I was up in north Austin today, and on my way home needed to make a couple stops.
1. to get gas
2. to get lunch
A little win, a little FAIL.
Pumping gas. Keeping my eyes open, watching around. See the restaurants across the street and ask Siri to dig up some nutritional information. I’m a little distracted by my search, and obstructed by my big truck.
Suddenly, as if from out of nowhere (because this is how it always happens, you know), a person comes around the front of my truck. I didn’t see them until they cleared the truck… the angle of approach and everything. But it happened in an instant.
I was happy that, a moment later, I put my extended hand up to say “stop” and verbally said, “Can you stop right there?” He did, asked me if I knew where to find some place. I didn’t recognize what he was asking for, but it didn’t matter because I really wasn’t paying attention nor trying to process his specific request — I wanted him to go away and not come any closer. I just said “Sorry, I don’t know”. I had a firm enough look on my face, not mean, but not welcoming either. He turned around and went back to the car where his friends were waiting. It appears he was legit lost, but it doesn’t matter.
Win. My reaction was precisely what I wanted. No thinking, just getting them to stop their advance and keep their distance. All good.
The funny part is I always default in my head to “can you stop right there?”. What I want to say is “can you back up?” because it escalates better to “Back up!” then “BACK THE FUCK UP!”. But for whatever reason when I practice this my brain always wants them to stop, not back up. Will have to work even harder to overcome what is obviously ingrained.
I also want to rewatch SouthNarc’s Managing Unknown Contacts (MUC) DVD. Just because.
Unfortunately my win gets negated by a FAIL.
I finish pumping gas. Go across the street to McDonald’s (shut up… I know). I go inside. I order. As soon as I’m done ordering and turning to my left to go to the drink dispenser, I hear a “hey, what’s your tattoo say?”… there’s a guy that was literally right behind me. I had no idea. I never heard him come in, no idea he was there, but he was way too close for comfort. Awareness FAIL.
What’s the take home? Well, in part it’s back to my dry fire curriculum change up… focusing more on defensive skills and (re)actions than pure shooting fundamentals. Perhaps some of the dry fire shouldn’t be just shooting skills, but also MUC drills, some first aid stuff, and other non-shooting things. Hrm.
The bigger take home? Shit happens in an instant. It will take you by surprise. It will happen before you even realize it’s happening. It’s up to you — and only you — to take care of yourself. Great if you can have a team of friends to improve your odds, but sometimes we go solo or go in a group that’s got more sheep than dogs. Just remember that things will happen faster than you imagined, faster than you expected.