We Run.

I can't write a serious post about the Arizona shootings without implanting a little bit of humor. Watch the video and then scroll down for my own story.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xNA-jgdXBL0

This is so true. I remember testing this theory like a day after I saw The Original Kings of Comedy. I was walking down the street with three of my friends and for no reason I shouted "Oh shit" and just took off running. Two out of three of my friends hauled ass too. After I stopped they asked, "What happened?" LOL

It reminds me of a time that I was in a now-defunct store called Drug Emporium. My mother used to let me hang out by the children's books section while she shopped. On this particular day I was reading an Alvin and the Chipmunks book when I saw maybe twenty grown adults run pass me and towards the back of the store. I was about seven and I remember the feeling of having several +150 lb people push me out of the way and onto the ground as they stampeded by me.

Too young to know the rule of "run too, stupid" I got up, walked towards the front looking for my mother and the place was deserted. I walked around that entire store and couldn't find a soul. I headed towards the back to see where everyone else had gone and out of nowhere someone grabbed me from behind, put their hand over my mouth and carried me back into the warehouse area. I kicked, screamed and bit their hand but they wouldn't let go until we got back by the emergency exit.

It turned out to be my mother and apparently some guy with a gun chased his girlfriend into the store. Being a 'hood store, the emergency exit was chained shut so we had to just wait it out. The guy eventually left after firing a few shots. What always stands out about that day is how it was every man for himself. I learned that day...when someone else is running, you run too.