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I have. In fact I had about 10 guns pointed at me. Pistols, Shotguns, Rifles. All from officers behind cars. All with rounds presumably chambered and safeties if not off, thumbs ready to correct.
Here's how it went down. I lived in Maine at the time, I was stationed up at NAS Brunswick before it got shuttered. Well, one morning, after the ex had left me, I got up to walk my dog, made some coffee... see I lived in a mobile home (much nicer than what you see down south, it's quite common actually) and I had only one window facing the road. Well there was a knock at my front door. That door was broke, I figured it was the UPS guy cause I was expecting a package.
Well so I had the dog hooked up, was in my bathrobe and cup of coffee I walked out the side/back door. I was totally oblivious until I came around the front. 5 vehicles were parked in front of my place. Each had 1-2 people all pointing very serious looking weapons my way. All the officers had a "This ain't a prank" look on their faces. I honestly nearly pissed myself. I raised my hands as HIGH as I could and asked as calmly as could "Can I help you?"
I was certain at that point my ex had made some spurious claim and I was about to get royally screwed.
In fact, after the two in charge established I was in fact, AG2(AW) from Texas and not the perp they were looking, weapons were raised and we had a nice chat. Seems the previous owner of my home has a son that's a wanted fugitive. White male, 6 foot or so tall, lives alone. Well... at that time in my life, I fit that description.
I am glad they didn't raid the house, I was annoyed they didn't ya know... ask the land lord (evidently they didn't want to alert the suspect) or whatever.
There was another time I was ordered out of the vehicle, by an officer with gun drawn. That wasn't fun. He had mistyped the license plate. In every case, I moved as slow as I could and followed all instructions to the letter.
Here's how it went down. I lived in Maine at the time, I was stationed up at NAS Brunswick before it got shuttered. Well, one morning, after the ex had left me, I got up to walk my dog, made some coffee... see I lived in a mobile home (much nicer than what you see down south, it's quite common actually) and I had only one window facing the road. Well there was a knock at my front door. That door was broke, I figured it was the UPS guy cause I was expecting a package.
Well so I had the dog hooked up, was in my bathrobe and cup of coffee I walked out the side/back door. I was totally oblivious until I came around the front. 5 vehicles were parked in front of my place. Each had 1-2 people all pointing very serious looking weapons my way. All the officers had a "This ain't a prank" look on their faces. I honestly nearly pissed myself. I raised my hands as HIGH as I could and asked as calmly as could "Can I help you?"
I was certain at that point my ex had made some spurious claim and I was about to get royally screwed.
In fact, after the two in charge established I was in fact, AG2(AW) from Texas and not the perp they were looking, weapons were raised and we had a nice chat. Seems the previous owner of my home has a son that's a wanted fugitive. White male, 6 foot or so tall, lives alone. Well... at that time in my life, I fit that description.
I am glad they didn't raid the house, I was annoyed they didn't ya know... ask the land lord (evidently they didn't want to alert the suspect) or whatever.
There was another time I was ordered out of the vehicle, by an officer with gun drawn. That wasn't fun. He had mistyped the license plate. In every case, I moved as slow as I could and followed all instructions to the letter.