Don't Bring a Knife to a Gunfight!

A while ago, I decided to hang out with 1 of my friends at an outdoor venue that had music and drinks. I usually don’t like going out with him because once he starts drinking, he gets arrogant and disrespectful. I don’t know why I thought this night would be any different.

It was me, my girlfriend at the time, my friend and a girl he was talking to. As the night progressed, my friend told me that there was a group of 3 guys giving us fucked up looks and talking shit about us. I am a huge advocate of using intelligence and just diffusing situations. I like to keep primitive behavior to a minimum. So I told my friend “let’s move” and signaled him to follow me. I didn’t notice any disrespect from the 3 guys but I wanted to play it safe and keep our distance.

A little while goes by and the guys seem to be getting closer to us, at this point my friend is getting more agitated. I kept trying to tell him to relax but he didn’t seem to care much about what I had to say. He quickly starts cussing them out and escalating the situation. Then out of nowhere my friend punches 1 of the guys in the face and they all jump in. Of course I couldn’t let that happen because this friend is very special to me. So I jump in and grab one of the guys and try to pull him off of my friend. That guy then starts throwing uppercuts and landing solid shots into my face. He’s a lot bigger, stronger and taller than me so I decide to stay close to him and throw hooks into his body. We grab and punch each other while knocking tables over. I kept this guy busy while the other 2 smaller guys kept my friend occupied.

The fight ended up in the street and at this point my face is covered in blood. I am completely calm but my girlfriend is hysterical. I know the fight isn’t over, so after comforting her I finally get her out of the way. Then 1 of the guys runs to his car which was parked just a few feet away. He returns with a large knife by his side. This is when I direct my group of people to move behind me. The guys start aggressively approaching us with the one holding the blade leading the way. I smile at him and throw a little chuckle. I reach down my side and slowly pull out my glistening, stainless steel handgun. As I am lining up the sights, I swiftly click the safety off and aim it directly at his face. This photo is a visual of the last thing he saw before the situation immediately ended.

Moral of the story… be mindful of who you surround yourself with. People can lift you up or bring you down, either directly or indirectly. Never bring a knife to a gunfight, but more importantly, avoid violence at all costs. Lastly, humble yourself and control your emotions.

Don’t let your feelings get you killed.