Guns, Women, Running your own cleaning business....

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Ha! title got you huh? :)

well i've been doing house cleaning off & on & have recently started new construction' clean ups. no neighbors, no phone, no 911 listing ,way off in the countryside. got one fellow that was setting off the mental alarm bells, he was in my 'space' not quite keeping conversation professional, etc. not really stepping over the line but definitely making me uncomfortable to be in a big empty house w/ him. 2,700+ sq. ft. that took almost 20 hrs.to clean,whew!

and i hit on this solution one night, tried it out the next morning & it worked like a charm!

when he came by that day i brightly & cheerfully said i had a use for the 2 bags of cans left by the construction workers. he asked what i was going to do w/ them. i answered that mr. mike said i could go over & target shoot this evening! & how i just haven't been out to a range enough this spring & all.

wow,what a difference a little display of self-sufficiency makes! the ms. was back in front of my name, complete removal of certain conversation topics & he doesn't even step on my shadow now!

how does ms. areatha say it? R-E-S-P-E-C-T gotta love mr. smith & mr. wesson! ;) 'cause i am not hauling around a dog, my boar pig [he ran off J witnesses 2Xs, well i think they were witnesses-my pig never let them get out of the car...], or a goose, to cleaning jobs. :)

-- bj pepper ,in central MS. (pepper.pepper@excite.com), May 03, 2002

Answers

Good for you Mrs Ross knows where and how to load too!! Though she's due a few backbone enforcing tin cans too. Ha! like she needs it!!!!! Spring is here Tra-la....

-- Ross (amulet@istar.ca), May 03, 2002.

Way to go bj! I put myself through college by cleaning houses and had the same problem once. Guy I worked with gave me a ride but instead of going home we went "fishing." Out in the middle of no where, had no clue where we were. After watching him scare a moccasin away (into grass right by me) and try to get a small gator to come over (he knew I didn't like them!), I finally got mad and told him I was going home, NOW. Stomped off to the car and didn't look back. He wasn't very bright, the doors were locked and HE had the keys. I couldn't have left. But he followed me there and took me straight home. Still had to watch him but he didn't kidnap me again. I finished up that (very long) summer with him and after that I worked solo!

You handled it beautifully! elliemae

-- elliemae (elliemae@surfsout.com), May 03, 2002.


Get a permit and carry your own 9mm. But if yah plul it, you might have to use it. My pops gave me my first gun at 8 years old. I'm never without.

-- julie (jbritt@ceva.net), May 03, 2002.

It isn't just for women. I make it a point to always "welcome myself into a new neighborhood" by going into the secluded section of my property and unloading a couple of clips into the ground on move in day. Any body asks, I was capping a varmit, but most important, the neighbors think twice before coming on my porch uninvited. Once they get to know me, they become comfortable, but respect property lines :>)

-- Jay Blair in N. AL (jayblair678@yahoo.com), May 03, 2002.

Before I was a mommy, I was one of the first and very few women in my chosen field, often traveling and camping on jobs. My pastor once asked how I kept co workers from hitting on me.

"When I get to a job I find the biggest guy there and made friends with his wife and I go target practicing every Tuesday afternoon."

That method worked pretty well but I did have a 70 pound aussie who considered my pickup his doghouse and he was never out of earshot. He was great back up!

-- Laura (LadybugWrangler@somewhere.com), May 03, 2002.



I used to work alone with a guy and we got along great. Then one day he asked me what I would do if he ever hit on me or tried to force himself. I came right back with the answer that I'd rip his arm off and beat him with it. He just looked at me and said, "you know, I really think you would." I told him not to doubt it for a minite. Never had a problem with him.

-- Terri in WV (mrs_swift_26547@yahoo.com), May 03, 2002.

while home on leave took the wife to the range to shoot my 45 for the first time. 46 out of 50 in the dead zone (5 inch strip from eyes to groin). two "misses" were about inch apart just to the right of the zone bt the last rib(serious sucking chest wounds, possible liver trauma). one "miss" was in the upper right chest (more sucking chest, threat to vessels running into shoulder joint). last "miss" went into the upper right leg (femoral artery gone). i showed off the target the rest of the time i was on leave. she said i was silly and wouldn't let me put it up in the minivan as a shade for the babies. now our next major appliance purchase is going to be her own pistol. i know this doesn't help anybody with anything but i never miss an opportunity to brag on my wonderful wife (who also happens to be the worlds best mommy, cookie maker and handles the money better than a CPA)

-- Pops (in okinawa for 4 more months) (pops762@hotmail.com), May 03, 2002.

Back in my Grandma's day, part of being a good wife and mommy was having a dead aim with the varmint gun.

My favorite saying, only half joking is, If I can't outrun you, I CAN outgun you!

-- Laura (LadybugWrangler@somewhere.com), May 03, 2002.


Laura,

That ain't no joke, thats my kind of woman :>)

-- Jay Blair in N. AL (jayblair678@yahoo.com), May 04, 2002.


don't worry ms. julie, my da was a gunsmith and i'm quite the 'range marshall' and follow safety rules pretty tightly. the first one i learned was that Every gun is loaded, #2 Do not show the gun unless you are ready to kill. both of which i follow to this day.

gun safety was drilled into me early on as my da worked out of the house so guns & ammo were always to be found. so when a new guy at the range turned from the bench and he unthinkingly let his rifle follow, so that when he was turned to face me his gun was pointed at my middle i did not bother to read him the riot act i found that i automatically defended myself!

poor thing couldn't see anything but my barrel pointed at his eyes & heard me saying put down your gun, now! he looked down and saw that he had effectively 'drawn' on me & put down that rifle as quick as you please! never pointed another gun carelessly again, or at least where i could see him...:)

MS. charges $100.00 for concealed carry permit + fingerprinting $ + 120 days to issue permit. but allows you to openly wear a weapon going to & from a legal weapon use activity. & also lets you have loaded concealed or openly viewed weapons in your car, home & property. & MS. also honors other states conceled carry permits.

aww, pop-san, she is no fun, that target would have made a wonderfull sun visor!

-- bj pepper ,in central MS. (pepper.pepper@excite.com), May 04, 2002.



Good for you. I had all brothers and belonged to the BB gun club as a child. I had a gentleman ask one time if I wasn't scared living out in the hills of Tenessee with small boys? I said "No! I have 2 big dogs and guns." Never saw him again LOL Have a great day! karen

-- Karen in Kansas (kansashobbit@yahoo.com), May 05, 2002.

I don't like guns - mainly because they make way too much noise, but also because I too learned early in life that you should never point one unless you're prepared to kill. (My dad was a cop. Never wore a gun for that very reason. Also never missed catching whoever he went after.) I don't think I'm up to killing anyone and would prefer not to have the gun I'm not using correctly turned back on me. However, I have spent a good deal of time alone in very remote places and have never been scared. My reason is that I have never yet been in a situation that I couldn't think myself out of. I'm not sure what it is - maybe I just naturally project confidence or something, but people tend to leave me alone when I want them to. (Of course being tall -5' 10" - and muscular probably helps.)

Once, when we first moved here about 10 years ago, my son brought up a new friend to meet me. The two of them stood there on the porch and just looked at me for a couple of minutes, then walked away. The neighbor boy turned to my son, handed him some money and said "Yep, I think you're right." Later I asked my son what that was all about. He said "I bet him my Mom could beat up his dad." I wasn't sure whether to protest or laugh!

-- Deborah Stephenson (wonkaandgypsy@hotmail.com), May 06, 2002.


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