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TIFU by almost getting shot for complimenting a guy at a bar.

This didn’t happen today but around six months ago.

This past year I moved to a small rural town, to cut back on cost of living. I had a friend from my home town come visit me.

Wanting to show him a good time we decided to go out. In total their was five of us, myself, my GF, visiting friend, roommate and his new GF.

We get a few drinks, and begin catching up. The bar was very busy and louder than usual. I notice this one man in his 20’s who is way over dressed then anyone in the bar.

He was wearing a well fitted old school brown leather jacket, turtle neck, tons of jewelry. To top it all off he was wearing red tinted sunglasses. Even though it was inside and late at night. Very odd. I have never seen anyone in this town dressed in the fashion and assumed he must be visiting.

My roommates GF sees a friend of hers. Our whole group begins talking to her and step outside to smoke by adjacent benches.

This is where the fuck up happens.

My roommate, his GF, and her friend are on the bench, the rest of us in a half circle facing them. Two convos are being exchanged when the well dressed guy comes from out of the bar and sits between them on the bench.

He says “Hello” to the new friend we met and begins listening. A moment later this guy interjects the conversation and immediately starts raising his voice to drown out the other convo.

This guy is speaking in such a condescending tone very “holier then thow”.

“I work at “X” resort I make $84K a year”. As he goes on everyone is looking at each other like what a douche.

I really wanted to say something sassy as he was being rude, but for some reason my brain opted to pass on that.

I lock eyes with him for the first time, smile and say “Well that sounds like an interesting place to work”. Everyone I was with told me it sounded completely genuine.

He pauses then utters one line, “ I don’t like you”. I’m a bit surprised look at my GF, look back and to see a handgun pointed at my face from two feet away.

I instinctively grabbed my GF and rushed inside followed by the group. We needed to GTFO. We rushed to pay our bill and begin hustling to the car.

We then see the guy walking down the street behind us moving closer to our car. We all got in and zoomed off, seeing police pull up as we go around the corner.

It being a small town we hear that he didn’t even get put in jail for a night, nor did they take his gun away. Even though their was plenty of witnesses.

Flash forward 2 months after this incident I hear this guy working at “X” resort by the same name the man gave us had murdered his underage brother with that same gun.

I’m really thankful I didn’t say some sassy shit, who knows what would have happened.

Tldr: Moved to a new small town, went out to bar. This guy was being a douche. I wanted to say something mean, but didn’t. He then says one line to me, pulls a gun on me & friends. Doesn’t go to jail. Two months later he kills his underage brother.

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