Shooting at Target
I was sitting during the intermission of The Color Purple (in the always fabulous DPAC) when my friend informed me of a shooting at the Beaver Creek Super Target.
While this situation is tragic and terrible whatever way you look at it, what really bothers me is that I was in said-Target at the EXACT same time yesterday. I had received a call that my glasses came in, and so I went into the Optical office (right by the cash registers) to pick them up.
If I hadn't forgone the finish line activities of the Doughman Race, where I had volunteered that morning, I probably would've gone today. Or if the lady calling me to tell me my glasses were in had called me yesterday, while I was gone -- instead of Friday -- I would've gone in today. I have no clue what I would've done in that situation, except to either flee to the exit or hide in the examining rooms whilst frantically calling 911. My parents were flying home from Colorado yesterday, so my hysteric call probably would've fell to the Professor. I can just see the whole thing playing out.
My heart goes out to the victim and her family/friends. I probably went through her line at some point. I probably asked how she was doing or made some comment about her having a nice day, too. My heart goes out to her fellow Target employees. My heart goes out to the witnesses, who may never feel safe wandering around a store again -- or at least for awhile.
It's just terrible. So terrible. Hits really close to home.
While this situation is tragic and terrible whatever way you look at it, what really bothers me is that I was in said-Target at the EXACT same time yesterday. I had received a call that my glasses came in, and so I went into the Optical office (right by the cash registers) to pick them up.
If I hadn't forgone the finish line activities of the Doughman Race, where I had volunteered that morning, I probably would've gone today. Or if the lady calling me to tell me my glasses were in had called me yesterday, while I was gone -- instead of Friday -- I would've gone in today. I have no clue what I would've done in that situation, except to either flee to the exit or hide in the examining rooms whilst frantically calling 911. My parents were flying home from Colorado yesterday, so my hysteric call probably would've fell to the Professor. I can just see the whole thing playing out.
My heart goes out to the victim and her family/friends. I probably went through her line at some point. I probably asked how she was doing or made some comment about her having a nice day, too. My heart goes out to her fellow Target employees. My heart goes out to the witnesses, who may never feel safe wandering around a store again -- or at least for awhile.
It's just terrible. So terrible. Hits really close to home.