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Thread: losing my mind, a very short true story.

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    Default losing my mind, a very short true story.

    I really do think I'm losing my mind or maybe just have too many things on it. Last week I picked up a Solar powered LED security light from harbour freight, I've been running one for about two years from there so I was comfortable with the product. They were on sale and I had a coupon from the store recently opening.

    I set the light with the solar panel plugged in on my picnic table for a couple days to completely charge ( lesson learned from previous install) , and I had a little extra time yesterday so I wandered around my place trying to decide where it will get the best use. At first I was going to put it just inside my shop doorway, because my trash man actually comes all the way up my drive and gets the trash out of the cans inside my shop! I don't always remember to leave a light on for him even though the switch is convenient to the door. I decided it would be better used somewhere else since he has yet to complain.

    I contemplated on putting it inside my coop because I need a light in there anyway, but decided it may aggravate the chickens coming on all the time when they play musical roosts. I finally decided on putting it in the breeze way off my shop where I sometimes store my tractor, or use it as a sheltered work area for bigger projects. I get it all installed and aimed where it should not only light up the front of the breeze way but the entrance to my shop, and where I park my truck as well.

    It's still a few hours until dark so I decided to go out later and check my settings...................it's the next morning (today) as I go out to my truck I happen to look up and realize I had forgotten to check out my new light, I'll just have to check it tonight. It's now very night and I've been busy, so busy that I look out and realize I've left my shop light on. I'm really slacking I think to myself as I'm hustling towards the shop door to kill the light trying to avoid being soaked by the rain. Just as I round the corner of the back of my truck a blinding light strikes my face causing me to jump back to take cover. Suddenly I thought maybe I wasn't slacking and someone was in my shop!

    Then I realized I'm a moron and losing my mind because I just got scared by my astoundingly well positioned and adjusted super bright LED that I have forgotten to test out two nights in a row! I was already going for my pistol, and planning my next move.
    Don't bring skittles to a gun fight.

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    Priceless! Sounds like something I'd do. I once forgot someone was coming over, who has authorization to walk right in... I was going for a gun before I realized who it was and that they were supposed to be here. Nearly had to call a Code Brown.
    In a crazy world, it's the crazy man who can get by - and it's about to get cray-cray up in here.

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    To that bruss I had an exact opposite situation. My gal and I were getting ready for a night out with her brother and his wife. We had gotten a call that they were only a few minutes away, so I went and unlocked the door. She was sitting in front of her mirror finishing up getting ready (at least a 2 hour process, but wow) and I was laying across the bed watching her as I so enjoyed. We hear the back door open and close and I don't really think anything about it. I get up to go greet my soon to never be brother in law, it turns out to be a drunk Mexican guy who walked
    Into the wrong house, I escorted him out, all the way out to the road. It was a little unnerving after I thought about it for a while, but I never felt threatened, only embarrassed to let something like that happen.
    Don't bring skittles to a gun fight.

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    I pulled a gun on my dear, sweet, loving husband. Yes I did..
    Living way out in the boonies, we have a code. Never, EVER come home early without letting me know in advance. Living out here and alone during the day, you learn to be vigilant. He forgot to warn me and was greeted at the back door with a barrel in his face. I yelled for the intruder to stop but he turned the knob and the door opened. He heard the hammer being pulled back as the door swung open and when he saw me, he hit th deck. He knows me well and knows I'm not afraid to shoot someone. Afterward, he got an ass chewing for two days. He thought it would be cool to come home early to surprise me with a going out dinner date. You'd think after 20 plus years, that would be something "NOT TO DO" ingrained in his normal psych.
    Well, if it wasn't then, IT IS NOW! It scared the Shlt out of both of us. It's a good thing I'm not the kind of person to panic shoot!

    Once, I also scared the piss out of the census man. He hasn't been back in 20 years.
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    I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.

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    Awe I love love stories.
    Don't bring skittles to a gun fight.

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