MarylandMUFan
Full Member
Spooky shit, brings back this memory - I was sitting in a Waffle House 20 years ago (December 2002) around 200A on the coast of Mississippi when a shot was fired from US 90 (the road on the coast) from a car. It was across from the old Treasure Bay Casino, just west of some clubs that were letting out. It struck the plate glass window next to the booth I was sitting (didn’t shatter the glass fully, but webbed it completely), passed no less than two feet from my head, then clattered into the staff area behind the open counter. Everyone hit the deck, cops were called, surreal next three minutes. They found the slug under one of them griddle ovens, no clue how it ended up there without striking one of the servers or line cooks (probably wouldn’t have hurt them too badly, but still). The police were absolutely certain it was a gang initiation rite - take a shot into a crowded public business & earn one’s stripes.
I always thought shit like that was an urban legend. It was in Gulfport to finalize my mother’s estate as she passed the week prior, then I hear & see a gunshot pass within inches of my dome, basically almost in the wrong place at the wrong time. Took me a bit of time to sit next to a window at a restaurant, etc. for a while after this.
All you needed to say was "I was sitting in a Waffle House" then you added "on the coast of Mississippi". Nothing good comes from the first part of that, then add Mississippi and it certainly can't be a good story.