And before tonight I preached that, and after tonight I'm preaching it harder.
Tonight my quarantine was broken, and it was my fault.
I put my kids life and mine in danger, and our quarantine time-period has been reset.
We're now re-cleaning the green zone.
My pal @kneeblock inadvertently convinced me to watch Contagion, so I found it and popped it in...
About 7 minutes in, at nearly one o'clock in the morning, somebody starts POUNDING on my door and ringing the doorbell.
'DING DING BOOM BOOM BOOM'
We here frantic voices: "PLEASE HELP, SOMEBODY'S TRYING TO KILL US!!!! HELP!!!!"
I told my kid "run to the panic room", I followed and said 'stay here' and grabbed my piece.
Hit the lights to not cast a shadow, crept quickly to the front door, piece aimed at the door chest-height, peeped through the hole, a teenage girl and somebody else.
"WHO IS IT?"
"Please open the door!!! Help!!! Somebody's trying to kill us!!!"
SHIT
I opened the door safety off and ready to pop a cork aimed at them with my high-hand.
Dude barges in "please help, somebody's trying to shoot us".
Girl says "I need to get out of here, please I need a ride home!"
At this point she's still on the front porch but this happened so quickly; I realized this guy had just broke my quarantine, the air was in.
He was in a frantic daze and looked up and saw a .45 aimed down at his head and said "Oh shit we'll go we'll go".
I said "GO, I'm sorry. GO, RUN"
Door was shut and locked.
I ran back to my kid and said crap "Crap crap crap."
Washed with soap and water and started spraying everything.
Honestly I couldn't even think, but I knew that would happen, so just took a few obvious steps and then took a moment.
Said a prayer for them and us, and have now cleaned the house and showered.
These were kids, likely high on acid or something, 16'ish years old.
Kids.
They were either terrified or really good actors.
But that situation I wasn't prepared for; didn't even think about it.
I put on no gloves or mask.
Just grabbed a piece, heard the shrieks, and thought *I have to*.
In hindsight, I would've put on my mask and glasses, took a different exit and came up behind them and assessed the situation, but I just reacted as I would've without a pandemic in place.
I was thinking militarily, not biologically.
My friends and family reach out to me, especially now, and ask me how to get prepared.
I usually tell them "get in a time machine", and "no matter how prepared you think you are, you aren't prepared enough, and I'm speaking about myself".
Drill drill drill.
Things may get bad in your area, they may not.
But drilling does not take as much time as you think, can be very fun, can bring family together, and can save you a SHIT TON of heartache.
I'd advise the man of the house to start looking up common scenarios, then uncommon ones such as this, assign names to common tasks, and get your family used to the names and assignments.
And convey to them there may be a time when it is not a drill, and to keep their head and remember the job name and assignment, and to do exercises methodically so panic doesn't become part of it.
Panic did not set in for me at all, until the moment I realized my air was breached. I hadn't drilled that.
I drilled for the mailman and Amazon, and for home invaders separately, but not combined, so I reacted as a hero and closed like not a hero.
Stupid, stupid stupid...
The only scenario that would've paid off was if someone was RIGHT behind them about to kill them and I took them out.
It is what it is, but there is always a better way.
Tonight my quarantine was broken, and it was my fault.
I put my kids life and mine in danger, and our quarantine time-period has been reset.
We're now re-cleaning the green zone.
My pal @kneeblock inadvertently convinced me to watch Contagion, so I found it and popped it in...
About 7 minutes in, at nearly one o'clock in the morning, somebody starts POUNDING on my door and ringing the doorbell.
'DING DING BOOM BOOM BOOM'
We here frantic voices: "PLEASE HELP, SOMEBODY'S TRYING TO KILL US!!!! HELP!!!!"
I told my kid "run to the panic room", I followed and said 'stay here' and grabbed my piece.
Hit the lights to not cast a shadow, crept quickly to the front door, piece aimed at the door chest-height, peeped through the hole, a teenage girl and somebody else.
"WHO IS IT?"
"Please open the door!!! Help!!! Somebody's trying to kill us!!!"
SHIT
I opened the door safety off and ready to pop a cork aimed at them with my high-hand.
Dude barges in "please help, somebody's trying to shoot us".
Girl says "I need to get out of here, please I need a ride home!"
At this point she's still on the front porch but this happened so quickly; I realized this guy had just broke my quarantine, the air was in.
He was in a frantic daze and looked up and saw a .45 aimed down at his head and said "Oh shit we'll go we'll go".
I said "GO, I'm sorry. GO, RUN"
Door was shut and locked.
I ran back to my kid and said crap "Crap crap crap."
Washed with soap and water and started spraying everything.
Honestly I couldn't even think, but I knew that would happen, so just took a few obvious steps and then took a moment.
Said a prayer for them and us, and have now cleaned the house and showered.
These were kids, likely high on acid or something, 16'ish years old.
Kids.
They were either terrified or really good actors.
But that situation I wasn't prepared for; didn't even think about it.
I put on no gloves or mask.
Just grabbed a piece, heard the shrieks, and thought *I have to*.
In hindsight, I would've put on my mask and glasses, took a different exit and came up behind them and assessed the situation, but I just reacted as I would've without a pandemic in place.
I was thinking militarily, not biologically.
My friends and family reach out to me, especially now, and ask me how to get prepared.
I usually tell them "get in a time machine", and "no matter how prepared you think you are, you aren't prepared enough, and I'm speaking about myself".
Drill drill drill.
Things may get bad in your area, they may not.
But drilling does not take as much time as you think, can be very fun, can bring family together, and can save you a SHIT TON of heartache.
I'd advise the man of the house to start looking up common scenarios, then uncommon ones such as this, assign names to common tasks, and get your family used to the names and assignments.
And convey to them there may be a time when it is not a drill, and to keep their head and remember the job name and assignment, and to do exercises methodically so panic doesn't become part of it.
Panic did not set in for me at all, until the moment I realized my air was breached. I hadn't drilled that.
I drilled for the mailman and Amazon, and for home invaders separately, but not combined, so I reacted as a hero and closed like not a hero.
Stupid, stupid stupid...
The only scenario that would've paid off was if someone was RIGHT behind them about to kill them and I took them out.
It is what it is, but there is always a better way.