The pistol was cocked... Ready to go. I didn't know what to do...

Should I shoot? Should I run? It was a question which required some thought. But I had no time to think.

I needed to think back to my college philosophy classes. Fight or flight. Talk or smoke.

So... I reached into my pocket slowly, all the while showing my pistol...

"Just let me show you my credentials"

hen I dropped my pistol. Then I ran.