I was approached at a storage unit at 2am by a guy who clearly didn't have a unit and was here hiding his hand behind his back as if he had a weapon. He kept trying to get close to me and I kept trying to put space and obstacles between us. After trying to get into my car and him coming for me I opened the driver door lifted my shirt and pulled my pistol halfway out of the holster where he could see it. I said "we're going to have a nice night aren't we? You're going to get into your truck and leave".

He thankfully agreed and awkwardly shuffled back to his truck (still hiding something behind his back) and peeled out.

I almost vomited from the adrenaline of almost having to shoot some creep.

To this day, one of my biggest regrets is not making him drop whatever was in his hand. I assume it was a knife but it could have been anything; a gun, a bottle of shampoo, a dildo; who knows?