Melanie loved her job. She just hated her neighborhood.

Managing one of the trendiest rockin’ nightclubs in town, she got to spend her evenings rubbing elbows with rock stars, actors, and many of the city’s elite. Her boss converted an old warehouse by the docks into a fantasy world for their guests. It kept costs down, but it also made for a pretty treacherous walk down to the parking lot at 4am.

Since she kept the place running so smoothly, Melanie’s boss really cared about her. She refused to let him pay for a car service so he gave her a Stun Master 775,000 volt Stun Gun. She remembered how he asked her to hold it by the wrist strap when walking down the block, “just in case.”

One Friday night, Melanie couldn’t wait to get home. It felt like she spent the whole night breaking up arguments and kicking drunken guys out of the club. As she marched up the block to her car, two of those guys dropped out of the shadows.

“Hey, you!” called the tall one. Melanie knew from her years of experience not to bother responding.

“You think you’re too good to serve us? You think you’re too good to talk to us?” shouted his companion.

The tall one slid right in front of Melanie, blocking her path. She clutched her car’s key fob in one hand while she dug her other hand into her satchel and wrapped it around the strap of her Stun Master Stun Gun.

“Where do you think you’re going?” asked the tall one, while the other man just snickered. He lunged for Melanie’s left hand, and she pressed the panic button on her car remote. Wailing horns pierced the silence of the back alley.

As her attacker gripped her left arm, she lunged at him with the Stun Master Stungun. Even though he held on to Melanie, she couldn’t feel any of the 775,000 volts flowing into his body. As he fell, his other hand knocked the Stun Master away from Melanie. It snapped free of the wrist strap and landed on top of him as he curled up on the ground.

The smaller attacker leaped at his buddy and grabbed the Stun Gun.

“I’ll show you!” he cried, as he pounced on Melanie. He dug the Stun Master into her abdomen and tried to activate it, not realizing that the wrist strap also serves as a disable pin - once the Stun Master left Melanie’s hands, it was useless.

Melanie didn’t get her job on looks alone, she also had some self defense training. She kicked her attacker in the shin and clocked him on the jaw as a pair of police officers raced to the scene of the struggle. She made a mental note to thank her boss for the gift - and to ask for a raise.

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It would be nice to believe that nothing will happen to you, but the reality of it is that an ounce of protection could be worth more than a pound of cure. What is Worth Protection to you? Your belongings? Your family? Your personal well-being?

Yours in safety,


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