So last night I decided to take my 8 year old stepson for a walk down to circle-K to get a few things. We live in an apartment complex, in a very good part of town, where there's rarely any crime. We were heading out the complex and my step son sees something next to a dumpster and wants to check it out with his new surefire flashlight that I bought him. We're standing there looking at a dead snake, and my boy turns and says, "there's someone behind the dumpster." So I kind of peek around the dumpster to look, see two faces looking at us - so I tug on my sons shirt and say lets go. I hear "What can I help you with?" in a southern accent. My stepson says "Nothing we're okay, thanks." and we start heading towards circle K. We get back to the complex, and I decide to go check my mail - I had just pulled my mail out of my mailbox and I hear "HEY, HEY YOU, YOU LIVE HERE BOY? HEY!" really aggressive. (By the way I'm open carrying my g26 appendix because it's hot out and my grip had just been stippled, so my undershirt was protecting my skin) Theres 2 guys, quickly approaching us, obviously agitated. The first thing he does is says "IS THAT GUN REGISTERED, YOU ALLOWED TO CARRY THAT GUN, WHY DO YOU HAVE A GUN?" I answered "I'm a law abiding citizen of Arizona, and as such I do not need a permit, nor do I need to 'register' my guns, what can I help you with??" "WELL I GOT A GUN TOO, I WANT TO KNOW WHY YOUR OUT HERE SNEAKING AROUND WITH A YOUNG BOY!, YOU LIVE HERE? YOU BREAKING INTO CARS? WHERE DO YOU LIVE?? I WAS GOING TO CALL THE COPS BUT WE CAME OUT TO FIND YEH" The whole time hes yelling I can smell alcohol, it was SO overwhelming on his breath - and I quickly notice he has his left hand on his hip at the 3:30-4:00 position, I can see that there IS a grip there, his hand pressing down on the fabric left a distinct outline of a pistol grip, and a holster buldge under his jeans. At this point I went from high alert to full on SHTF alert. I moved and at the same time grabbed and positioned my son behind me. My first thought is something along the lines of "This guy is drunk, he thinks he's some kind of pedophile hunting vigilante, out to find trouble and shoot his hand cannon. He obviously doesn't know the laws, probably doesn't know much about guns, I've got more training then him, and hes drunk.. watch the hands.. watch his hands..." At this point I feel a little better, knowing I have the advantage. And then I'm thinking "Don't raise your voice, don't get upset, de-escalate the situation and agree with this guy" I slowly moved my hand up to my pocket (I carry at the 1:30/2ish position appendix, so it was 2-3 inches from my grip just in case. I explain to him what we were doing, why, and who we were. He turns to my son and asks, "Are you okay? Is this your daddy? Are you sure you're okay, wheres your mommy?" My son responds to him in a kind of 'you're an idiot, don't talk to me' kind of tone "Yes hes my stepdad, and I'm okay.. we were just walking..??, which looking back is pretty hilarious. At this point the guy removes his hand from his hip, and starts to kind of calm down. He explains to us that his son's car is a "high target" for theft, and that he thought we were going to steal someones vehicle (there were no cars anywhere near us at the time). He says "This is my son, so and so - the kid looked SO embarrassed, he had to have been 16-18. He had this "my dad is a complete moron" look on his face. He explained that we looked super suspicious, and again repeated that he didn't call the police, because he wanted to find us first. Anyways, I don't remember every detail of the conversation but eventually I said we had to go and that was that. I have his apartment number, I think I may mention something to the front office, that there's a vigilante neighborhood watch nutcase that runs around DRUNK with a loaded firearm. I went out with my wife to walk our two dogs, and the guy and his son were in their big truck driving around the apartment complex OUT ON THE PROWL! CATCH THEM SOME BAD GUYZ! They were out there driving around for atleast an hour... pathetic. I truly believe if I hadn't of handled the conversation the way I did, and acted submissive/calm, that he absolutely would have fired off shots. No doubt in my mind. Absolutely mindblowing this guy.. I remember very clearly picturing my stepson getting shot, and instantly my brain going to "calm him down, calm him down.. de-escalate.." I'm so shocked - I had alot of trouble sleeping last night from the adrenaline rush. It was a very interesting experience to say the least. I'm confused as to how he came to the conclusion that he did. Why would someone that was well dressed, and well groomed, OC'ing, be breaking into cars WITH AN 8 YEAR OLD, in a WELL lit area, with NO CARS around to break into. I'm dumbfounded. And why in god's name would you go out LOOKING to shoot someone, like you're the local sheriff - He didn't know me, if he was SO concerned about me, then the last thing he should have done was track me down. It could have ended ALOT differently for him and his son if I had been the nutcase pedophile car thief gangbanger he thought I was... stupidity. Scary =( My wife suggested to leave it alone, and if anything just report it to the office management. Do you guys think I should report it to the police or just leave it be? I do have his apartment number.. I just think his behavior was EXTREMELY dangerous, he was ready and willing to shoot me, no doubt. Whatcha think?