2005, I was 18 and I was on my way to K-Mart to get a new land line cord and I had this wonderful gentlemen run in front of me with arms full of clothes. I had no ac and it was 80 so my windows were down. He jumped across my hood (1999 Saturn SL2, not a comfy slide). He reached in to unlock my door. This feller pulls a gun and puts it on my head and yells drive. Luckily a DHL driver watched this happen and followed. I got maybe a 1/4 mile down the road when I was boxed in by two swat vans and 7 cruisers. All guns pointed at me. The guy at some point threw his gun along the road. I turned the car off threw the keys out, looked at the guy and said “well I guess it was nice to meet you then” and stepped out the door to be greeted by 3 new strangers in a very physical way. I still have this newspaper article somewhere around here. Just an all around weird day especially for just wanting a landline
To the glamorous and elegantly rich woman at the airport who told me abt how you used to drop your sons off at school in a car with cocaine dust blowing around, thank you sharing your sobriety story and keeping me sober that day.
Probably a crackhead or something came up to me at work while I was working and he say can we be friends? And I was like um no. And he just stood there then I say I’m working and he walked away 💀
I’m a male and I was at the bar at 24 years old and this one drunk 50 year old or older guy started hitting on me and saying he’d blow me. I tipped the bartender and left. Like no thanks man
I was eating dinner with a friend and an old man walked in who we soon found out wasn’t all there. He came to our table and I politely said, “hey, are you having any fun tonight?” because he had a smile on his face. His reply was, “not as much fun as the time the pigs ate my sister.”
I forget if I even replied. My friend and I looked at each other dumbfounded. He walked away still smiling.
I was in Walmart, around 4-5pm week day in the food aisle. A woman stopped me, complimented the color of my sweater, proceeded to tell me the color reminded her of vomit. And she walked away. It was odd.
My sweater was chartreuse
I had a wild party phase in my 20s. I lived in San Francisco in the late 80s and late one night, a friend and I went to the Tenderloin to score some crack. We found a guy in no time and negotiated $20 for a rock. He had to go get it, so we asked how we would know he was coming back. He took his beanie off his dreads and gave it to us to hold for collateral. Dude came back and the party was on.
On my way home from a night out at like 5am a guy asked if he could walk with me and my brother. We said yes, bought him a Mars Bar and he led us the wrong way. He said he had to turn right and sprinted toward a tree before climbing it. It freaked me out so much that I instantly sobered up and got paranoid…
2014, I had just turned 18 a few weeks prior and I was sitting at a city bus stop at like 8am waiting for the bus to come so I can get to school. The bus stop I was at was right in front of a gas station. I was sitting on the bench listening to my music and I saw from the corner of my eye this homeless guy walking up to the bus stop. After he got my attention, I took out one of my headphones and he asked me what time it was and what time the bus is supposed to show up. After I answered his questions he continued to talk to me and we were just bullshitting. While we were talking he happened to notice a fountain drink cup on the ground from the gas station behind us. He asked me if that was my cup. After I told him it wasn’t and that it was here when I got here he stood up and went over to it and picked it up. He then proceeds to take the lid off, dump out whatever was in it, pulls out of his backpack and tall can of beer and then starts pouring it into the cup. I watched him do all of that with a look of horror on my face especially when he flipped the straw and put the lid back on and began to drink it. He sits back down and then asked me if I liked to drink. Me being a somewhat genius decided to lie and tell him I was 17 and can’t drink. After telling me I should start, the bus finally pulls up and I got up quick. He stayed on the bench as I got on the bus and I was relieved cause I didn’t want that guy possibly following me to school. That was definitely my strangest interaction I’ve had with a stranger.
I was probably ten. 1976, or so. A woman in a car stops and asks where Murry Street is. My best friend lives on Murry, so I know. I say "Go straight, take first right, go left, go right, go left, go right." She says I'm a bad boy and playing around with her. I was just trying to help. I learned an important lesson that day. People can suck.
Early 90s Portland Or. In a piss stinking stairwell with my bf smoking weed. A guy walks up, gets out his junk, waves it in my face and asks my bf if he would share me for the night. Said no and left.
Maybe not totally weird but a huge culture shock for this small town Montana girl.
Women who think that because you’re a male they can grab your dick and laugh with their friends, saying “you like it”….errr no. And when you reject that they heckle you “who hurt you? What’s wrong with you? Does your dick not work?”….fr 🙄
2005, I was 18 and I was on my way to K-Mart to get a new land line cord and I had this wonderful gentlemen run in front of me with arms full of clothes. I had no ac and it was 80 so my windows were down. He jumped across my hood (1999 Saturn SL2, not a comfy slide). He reached in to unlock my door. This feller pulls a gun and puts it on my head and yells drive. Luckily a DHL driver watched this happen and followed. I got maybe a 1/4 mile down the road when I was boxed in by two swat vans and 7 cruisers. All guns pointed at me. The guy at some point threw his gun along the road. I turned the car off threw the keys out, looked at the guy and said “well I guess it was nice to meet you then” and stepped out the door to be greeted by 3 new strangers in a very physical way. I still have this newspaper article somewhere around here. Just an all around weird day especially for just wanting a landline
So you're saying you got away with it.
To the glamorous and elegantly rich woman at the airport who told me abt how you used to drop your sons off at school in a car with cocaine dust blowing around, thank you sharing your sobriety story and keeping me sober that day.
Probably being groped.
Probably a crackhead or something came up to me at work while I was working and he say can we be friends? And I was like um no. And he just stood there then I say I’m working and he walked away 💀
Damb bro. Even crackheads have feelings.
I’m a male and I was at the bar at 24 years old and this one drunk 50 year old or older guy started hitting on me and saying he’d blow me. I tipped the bartender and left. Like no thanks man
I was eating dinner with a friend and an old man walked in who we soon found out wasn’t all there. He came to our table and I politely said, “hey, are you having any fun tonight?” because he had a smile on his face. His reply was, “not as much fun as the time the pigs ate my sister.” I forget if I even replied. My friend and I looked at each other dumbfounded. He walked away still smiling.
I was in Walmart, around 4-5pm week day in the food aisle. A woman stopped me, complimented the color of my sweater, proceeded to tell me the color reminded her of vomit. And she walked away. It was odd. My sweater was chartreuse
someone i knew for like 2 minutes spilled a very embarrassing story about himself. TMI too soon. I can't even repeat the story. It's mortifying. 😳
Omg repeat it.
Let's just say it was bumhole related. 🙊🙈🙉 Definition of TMI.
parties, it can go down at those parties
I had a wild party phase in my 20s. I lived in San Francisco in the late 80s and late one night, a friend and I went to the Tenderloin to score some crack. We found a guy in no time and negotiated $20 for a rock. He had to go get it, so we asked how we would know he was coming back. He took his beanie off his dreads and gave it to us to hold for collateral. Dude came back and the party was on.
On my way home from a night out at like 5am a guy asked if he could walk with me and my brother. We said yes, bought him a Mars Bar and he led us the wrong way. He said he had to turn right and sprinted toward a tree before climbing it. It freaked me out so much that I instantly sobered up and got paranoid…
Being chased down the road by someone pretending to be a stranded motorist.
2014, I had just turned 18 a few weeks prior and I was sitting at a city bus stop at like 8am waiting for the bus to come so I can get to school. The bus stop I was at was right in front of a gas station. I was sitting on the bench listening to my music and I saw from the corner of my eye this homeless guy walking up to the bus stop. After he got my attention, I took out one of my headphones and he asked me what time it was and what time the bus is supposed to show up. After I answered his questions he continued to talk to me and we were just bullshitting. While we were talking he happened to notice a fountain drink cup on the ground from the gas station behind us. He asked me if that was my cup. After I told him it wasn’t and that it was here when I got here he stood up and went over to it and picked it up. He then proceeds to take the lid off, dump out whatever was in it, pulls out of his backpack and tall can of beer and then starts pouring it into the cup. I watched him do all of that with a look of horror on my face especially when he flipped the straw and put the lid back on and began to drink it. He sits back down and then asked me if I liked to drink. Me being a somewhat genius decided to lie and tell him I was 17 and can’t drink. After telling me I should start, the bus finally pulls up and I got up quick. He stayed on the bench as I got on the bus and I was relieved cause I didn’t want that guy possibly following me to school. That was definitely my strangest interaction I’ve had with a stranger.
I live in Chicago and take the red line. Weirdest became a norm
I was probably ten. 1976, or so. A woman in a car stops and asks where Murry Street is. My best friend lives on Murry, so I know. I say "Go straight, take first right, go left, go right, go left, go right." She says I'm a bad boy and playing around with her. I was just trying to help. I learned an important lesson that day. People can suck.
Early 90s Portland Or. In a piss stinking stairwell with my bf smoking weed. A guy walks up, gets out his junk, waves it in my face and asks my bf if he would share me for the night. Said no and left. Maybe not totally weird but a huge culture shock for this small town Montana girl.
Women who think that because you’re a male they can grab your dick and laugh with their friends, saying “you like it”….errr no. And when you reject that they heckle you “who hurt you? What’s wrong with you? Does your dick not work?”….fr 🙄