OK, if I'm hearing this correctly, the guy had thrown a chair and was poised, chair in hand, to slam one down on you. That's a little different. I'd have tried to get inside and take out his throat. No time for stare-downs when the guy is swinging on you with a chair over his head. But that's just me. Again, hindsight is 20/20, and armchair quarterbacks like me are a dime a dozen. Peace on ya, braugh.
And I'm not in law enforcement anymore. I work with computers now. I saw one too many women bail out the men who had just beat the stuffing out of them, and I realized I was growing to hate the entire human race. I had to get out before I decided all people suck, always.
And I'm not in law enforcement anymore. I work with computers now. I saw one too many women bail out the men who had just beat the stuffing out of them, and I realized I was growing to hate the entire human race. I had to get out before I decided all people suck, always.