**AITA for Thinking the "San Diego Self-Defense Seminar" Missed the Mark?**

AITA for thinking the “San Diego Self-Defense Seminar” missed the mark?

Okay, so I sign up for this “Tactical Urban Survival” class in Pacific Beach, thinking I’m gonna learn how to disarm a mugger with a credit card or something. The instructor, a guy named Daryl who unironically says “ooh-rah,” starts the seminar by telling us the real threat in SD isn’t gang violence or the homeless dude screaming about the government—it’s surfers.

He deadass pulls out a Nerf gun and says, “If a surfer cuts you off at the pier, you pop ’em in the back of the head. No witnesses.” Then he hands out tiny foam darts.

Fast forward 40 minutes, I’m hiding behind a trash can, trying to “tactically retreat” from a guy in board shorts who’s yelling “COWABUNGA” while firing a full-auto Nerf blaster at me. Some tourist’s kid gets nailed in the eye. Chaos. Daryl gets tackled by an actual off-duty cop who was grabbing a burrito.

TL;DR: Paid $50 to learn how to shoot surfers with foam darts. AITA for getting a refund and reporting the guy to the ATF?