So....I go out to my favorite little restaurant out in the country, I get out of the truck and as I walk toward the door I look through the window and there is this young guy standing in front of the cash register pointing what looked like a gun at my favorite waitress. I start my plan and move closer and then I see it is a infrared thermometer. SO I go in and walk past and casually say. I almost shot you and kept going. He said what? I said I almost shot you. You are standing there pointing what looks like a gun at Liz. I made up my mind it was not going to happen. I told him had I NOT been able to know what you are holding because I have one, I would have stopped you. We all laughed I went and sat down and thought to myself....damn that was scary
