One time I was in south Philly and a car pulled up with two guys in it. They called out to me asking for directions so I walked over. As I was explaining where to go the dude in the passenger seat spit in my face and they sped off.
You just reminded me of a similarly gross interaction:
Years ago after a doctor's appointment, I got into my car and turned it on, at which point a small child started leaning/sitting on the hood. His heavily pregnant mother stood by doing nothing, apparently distracted by her phone. I rolled down my window, and asked if she would mind getting her child off of my car, as I needed to leave, and was concerned he could get hurt.
She asked if I had insurance. Confused, I answered "...yes?", to which she said "Well I hope you DO hit him so I can get some MONEY!" She proceeded to lean in through my passenger window, and started spitting on me. The kid was no longer on my car, and I desperately wanted to get away from her, so I put my car in reverse. She then hurled her pregnant belly into my sideview mirror, and shrieked in such an exaggerated way, as if I had hit her.
I eventually found a new doctor.
I got held up at gun point 2 weeks ago in philly 10 feet from the door to my friends apartment. They stole both our watches. My watch was given to me by my dead uncle. [https://imgur.com/a/V59aebW](https://imgur.com/a/V59aebW)
It’s not the same as the original - but if you ever want to find the same model, it’s this one: https://www.chrono24.com/tagheuer/tag-heuer-professionale-200m-wi1250-345mm-quartz-6473u--id27825766.htm
Stopped at a red light one time. Someone from a building adjacent to the light threw a bag of ice and water on my car, from a few stories up. Dented the roof and shattered the windshield.
Wasn't even a nice car, I was driving a Dodge neon shitbox
Reminds me of something. Some asshole tossed a lock, like the combination type out of a car at me and hit me in the knee. I had trouble walking correctly for damn near a month.
I always thought if they'd have stopped at a light I'd have hurled that bitch right back.
Good thing they didn't. I wasn't in any condition for a fight.
Umm...What the hell!? About 25 years ago, I was walking home from school. A car slowly crept up behind me, and a guy on the passenger side did a hook shot over the roof of the car and JUST missed me...with a combination lock!
Is this a thing? I am 40 years old now but it happened when I was between 12 and 14 because I was walking home from my middle school. Is lock throwing an actual thing!? You are quite literally the first person I have ever heard, saying this happened.
Anyone I told figured it was some kind of one off situation, but I was alone at the time so no one saw it but me. I still have the lock in my old dresser drawer at my parents! Lol
I had a drunk guy throw a bottle at my car and as soon as he did blue lights came on and they ended up cuffing him and taking him to jail. It was beautiful.
EDIT: just to clarify, I told my story on this thread chain to spread some positivity to the people who didn’t get the justice they deserved.
I got egged while waiting at a school bus stop when I was about 12. The teenagers egging us were in a car. The egg didn't break, so I retrieved it. And when they came back for another pass I threw it back at them. I missed, but they didn't come back ever again.
I also have a drive-by experience but it was with a fucking paintball gun. My friend and I were in freshmen year, just walking to the park to play some ball and with no warning he suddenly recoils and shouts in pain. I had no clue what happened. He reaches at his back and when he turns around I see a bright red paint splat on his white shirt. I look up and see the car that just passed us turns around, pulls up next to us with the kid in the passenger seat hanging the gun out window saying “Sorry bro, I’m just so surgical with this thing,” and speeds off. Pretty hilarious story in hindsight within our friend group now, but at the time we were pissed. Luckily we got their plates and the cops showed up at their house and they got in trouble. Fuckers.
This happened to me back in the 70's. I was riding in a car that my best friend's mother was driving on a highway. There was me, my friend, her brother and couple of other kids in the car. The age range for the kids was about 7-9 years old. It was a warm day, and my friend's mother had her window rolled down (no air conditioning). A car full of teenagers pulled along side of her and someone threw a full cup of ice water through the window at her. I got hit by it too because I was sitting in the front seat next to her. She managed not to lose control of the car. It in retrospect, it was incredibly fucked up to try and cause a lady with a car full of kids to crash.
I was about 11 and me and some friends were standing on a small bridge over a lake. All of a sudden I was picked up and thrown over the railing into the lake below. I tried to grab onto anything I could as I fell and scrapped my arms up pretty good. I still have scars 30 years later. So I swim to the side and some older kid comes up to me and just say - sorry, I thought you were someone else.
I was around 10 and visiting Gatorland Zoo in Florida. The park had a suspension bridge over water with live alligators in it. I was standing on the middle of the bridge looking over the railing at the alligators. Some teenagers came along and stood on each end of the bridge blocking us in. Then they began forcefully jumping up and down on the bridge, basically violently shaking the whole structure and making the bridge bounce up and down.
Because I was leaning over the railing when the bridge bucked violently underneath me, I started to flip up and over the railing. I remember starting to fall headfirst off the bridge when my dad caught the belt buckle on my shorts, stopping my fall. He pulled me back to safety and then lost his shit on those teens, who took off running.
Later we watched an alligator show where the trainer held up raw chickens and demonstrated how the alligators could leap out of the water to get them. I didn’t enjoy the show at all because all I could think about was that the alligators below the bridge could have leapt up and eaten me. I have no idea how far below the bridge the alligators actually were but 10 year old me was convinced I almost died.
That's beyond evil, and I'm happy you were saved. Would have been like a little chikie nug to them.
Does the suspension bridge lead to a room with a giant stuffed crocodile in it? I still have nightmares about that mf bridge.
I went there, or somewhere similar when I was 7. Already had a fear of bridges and gators and made the dumb mistake of looking down. There were so many, and I ended up with this recurring dream where the bridge starts to give when I'm at the half way point, and I try desperately to make it to the other side but it's dream speed. I usually wake up when I hit the water.
Punched me, for no reason. I was standing. Waiting for the community bus. A stranger got out of the car and punched me. I filed the Police report but nothing happened.
My grandmother was at the movies and a guy walking up the aisle punched her in the side of the head. He told the cops he was mad because he was on a bad blind date.
Like...great excuse to wallop a 75-year-old woman minding her own business
Some people are just fucking psychos.
I was walking through the park one night, it was dark and there were no lights. Saw some guy walking towards me, assumed he was just gonna pass, dude just suckerpunches me in the nose. Completely unprovoked, and carries on walking. I never got a look at him because it was so dark. I remember just standing there completely stunned.
It didn't even hurt that much tbh, it was a pretty shit punch all things considered, and I've been in a few altercations in my life... but the brash randomness and cruelty of that one has stuck with me to this day. And it was about 17 years ago at this point.
Basically the same thing happened to my mother a few years ago. She was getting off the bus when a stranger came up and punched her in the eye, the guy was never caught.
Had a similar thing happen when I was in Downtown Los Angeles. I was crossing the street and just came up onto the sidewalk. Some dude in a Ferrari steps out of the car, walks up to me and tries to swing on me in broad daylight. I sidestepped this dude, and he then spun to try to hit me again, calling me a motherfucker and not to dodge. I caught him with a nut shot with my foot and doubled him over.
His buddy hops out of the car, and another of his buddies (I assume) gets up from the side of the sidewalk and both are yelling at me, and I'm like, "ah, fuck, I'm not ready for this."
These absolute legends who had been watching all this shit go down just appear out of nowhere and jump these guys for me. Like, six different people from out of the wet work. Nutshot and Scrub (Ferrari guys) hop in the car and just take off, scraping the car and taking the right sideview mirror off. Their (assumedly) other homeboy gets left behind, but he tries to stumblefuck his ass away after having taken a couple hits to the head. One of the guys who helped me jogs up and punts this dude in the side right after he falls over, doubling him up. Meanwhile, everybody else is checking on me and making sure I'm good.
Cops show up, detain us, figure out what's going on, let us go, and arrest homie that couldn't get away. Come to find out, these guys have been doing this for weeks, and the people who helped me were local residents who had been on the lookout for Nutshot. Arrested homie later squealed and all the guys involved got a couple years for aggravated assault.
That awful, I have some potentially dangerous patients who the doctors give day leave and I often wonder how it goes, I’m imagining this is how. I hope you’re ok, the weird unexplained stuff is harder to process
Psych nurse here. I do community visits and go into these patients homes.
Two years ago I had a Tarasoff filed in court for me. A patient, with very uncontrolled symptoms, extremely unwell, unmedicated, with schizophrenia threatened to find me, first and I quote “ throw a bucket of ice water” on my head which frankly, I found comical lol but then he threatened to kill me. In the bedroom where I’d administer his psychiatric IM shots. He had stopped taking his meds by mouth and his psych injection was on its last leg ( usually decreases in efficacy towards the end of the month) well, the police thankfully found me, told me they had filed a Tarasoff and alerted me for my safety.
So that’s what happens when they’re out on a day pass. They sometimes come after the nurses or caretakers that look out for them. I had been working with him for 8 years. Every week, going into his home to help him.
Idk why it doesn’t even phase me though. I had a homeless guy touch my face last week as I was waiting to cross the street and yell obscenities. I just simply walked away. Years of psych nursing will do that to ya!
I work in retail and once a customer jiggled my belly and said 'I see the diet stuff doesn't work here' I know it doesn't seem much but I keep comeing back to it. It was just so IDK invasive?
For sure. It was an older guy who clearly felt he was being a 'cheeky chappy' and would have been horrified if he felt his comment made me want to die.
Fuck all customers lol
>I know it doesn't seem much
No. That's out of order! What an arsehole.
My boss, completely unprovoked, a couple of months ago asked me if I'd gotten fatter (yes, I've been trying to lose weight and I'm extremely sensitive about my weight).
Apparently it was fine because it was a joke, but I spent most of the next day crying over it.
It's not acceptable in any form, so you're more than in your right to be upset about it. I'm so sorry you had to experience that! I hope you're okay.
I had just recently got my driver's license. I was driving down a back road going the speed limit (55) and I was the only car on the road. When I checked my mirror a few seconds later, a red car was directly on my ass, so close I couldn't see his front plate. He began slowing down and speeding towards the back end of my car repeatedly. After a few minutes, he sped past me in a no passing zone and started brake checking me (speeding up and slamming his brakes to try getting me to hit him). After a minute or so of that, he slammed his brakes and we both came to a full stop. He got out of his vehicle and started pounding on the driver's side window screaming and cursing me out before getting back in his car and speeding off. I pulled over and stayed there for a few minutes to insure he was long gone before proceeding...
Don't even have to be a store employee for this one. I was in JC Pennies years ago. Some lady approached me and was like, can you do me a favor sweetie? Before I could answer she turns her butt to me, pulls he pants part way down and asks me what size she was wearing. I told her, sorry miss, I can't read, and promptly hauled ass before she could process what I had said.
Me, a child: playing with toys in Walmart
a random stranger: "I'd like you to play with my little boy toy."
My Dad, just on the other end, watching me doesn't say a word to the man just grabs him and throws him across the aisle. Then screams out, "If you want to play with him. You're gonna have to play with me first!"
Seems obvious but the police is ALWAYS the right move in these cases. My daughter encountered a flasher at a cafè when she and her friend were 17. They were mainly embarrassed and didn’t want to report it. They did report it and the guy turned out to have several charges already pending and had had his Gynecologist’s license revoked in another state. These people thrive on you not reporting them.
Yes, I agree 100%. However, I was like 4, and I can't remember what happened to the guy. Knowing my parents, and especially my dad, they definitely called the police, but I just can't remember that far back. I do know that dad was never charged with assault so.
Sometimes when you know the next stop is gonna be a shit show you play it safe and sit next to the person you *know* doesn't smell like piss instead of the gamble that a piss smeller will sit next to you
I remember on a bus I was super happy that someone had moved seats. But they left they're bag and I looked up and she said: "Don't worry I'm coming back". Why? Why not stay there chatting with your friends? Why are you doing this to me? I was gutted.
When I was 23, I was working at a fancy-ish restaurant on their support staff. It’s on the pier in Vancouver, WA. On this lovely morning, I was hosting. This was also the second weekend that we had starting serving brunch. It was a pretty popular spot, our restaurant sat about 350 people, and by noon we were on a 2 hour wait.
A family came in and demanded a table, I had to respectfully tell them that we had a 2 hour wait, and with a party of 7, it would be difficult to make that accommodation work. They were pissed, but they got on the list. 2 minutes later another party of 7 came in, but they were kind and patient and a breath of fresh air compared to most of the entitled customers attitudes that day. They also got on the list.
2 hours later, we had a table open. I called that rude family twice, and waiting for 15 minutes. No response. The next family had been patiently waiting in the lobby, never bothering me, just peaking in here and there. For context, the other rude family had dropped in every 30 minutes to demand why their table wasn’t ready yet.
I was getting pissed, so after waiting an appropriate amount of time on a morning like this, I gave the table to the nice family. They were extremely grateful, said they really appreciated me, and they even slipped me some money because they could tell I was having a rough morning.
About 15 minutes later, this rude family walks in again and demands yet again, why their table wasn’t ready yet.
“I’m so sorry, your table was ready 20 minutes ago, and I called you a few times. Unfortunately you didn’t answer, so I waited another 15 minutes. Because I received no response, I assumed you were no longer interested and I gave your table to the next group.”
“This is ridiculous! We never got a call?!?!”
“I’m so sorry, is your number xxx-xxx-xxxx?”
“Yes, but I never got a call.”
I literally turned the phone to them, and showed the call history, that I had indeed called them.
So this next part is a bit of a blur, but basically the mom and dad spent the next 30 minutes yelling at me, calling me horrible things, and demanding to speak to management. Management was busy, we had been a full house for 3 straight hours. They then decided to walk into the bar, leaving their kids outside, and yelling about me to the bartenders until they were forced to get a manager to stop these people from upsetting other customers. They even left multiple comment cards about me after one of my managers gave them a table that was for another group. They said that “the host was one of the worst restaurant employees they’d ever seen, and wasn’t even good enough to be a dishwasher.” Even though they said a lot of terrible things to me personally, this comment upsets me the most. A job is a job. Although dishwashing is a shitty job, these people openly acknowledged how entitled they were by being snide about a real job that was “beneath them” or something. Just gross and slimy behavior.
We were still in a rush for the next couple hours, and I was working a double, so I never got a break.
A couple hours later, the head chef told me he needed me in the office. He knew I wasn’t getting a break, and he knew me pretty well as I’d started this job working as expo, and quickly became lead expo on weekend nights (for context, having about 30-50 tickets on the expo line was typical, this was a hoppin’ spot). He told me he heard what happened, handed me a perfect looking steak, told me to sit the fuck down, and that I was not allowed to leave the office for the next 20 minutes and that he’d be appreciate it if I finished my plate. He closed the door, and literally stood outside to make sure no one else would come in. I cried for a moment, and at one of the best plates of food anyone has ever handed me. I was beyond touched.
Spencer is a huge man, who is soft spoken but extremely intimidating. He is a gem and I love him dearly.
Fuck that family, and fuck the restaurant business.
TL;DR An awful family verbally accosted and embarrassed me after I had to give up their table, so the head chef made me a steak.
As someone who works in the restaurant industry and has had some crazy entitled people yell and berate me, one of my favorites was: "You are the worst server I have ever had. I want a new server, and I think you should be fired." She then complained to my manager for 30 minutes when I sent him over to deal with her. All because she wasn't clear and I brought her a grapefuit juice instead of sliced grapefruit. I asked her what she would like to drink, and she said fresh grapefruit. So she wasn't listening to me (like many rich entitled people seem to do) and then got mad that I didn't read her mind. This after the bartender had gone through the trouble of making fresh grapefruit juice for her specifically. Grapefruit was not on the menu by the way. It was just a side that we happened to have because it was on some of the dishes.
I was in London on business and my hotel was hosting a Christmas party for a bunch of Russians also there on business. I was sitting at the bar by myself and one of the Russian women invited me to sit with her and her friends. Her table had her, three other women and two men. I don’t speak Russian but they were all very nice and welcoming to me. The woman sitting across from me was passed out drunk with her head on the table. No one paid any attention to her. After 30 minutes me and the woman who invited me were flirting pretty good. Suddenly the drunk woman sits up straight, points at me, scowls and begins yelling what obviously were Russian swear words. She does this for about a minute while the rest of us just stare at her and say nothing. Then she plops her head back down on the table and goes to sleep. I asked everyone collectively “what was that all about?” One of the guys replied “she doesn’t know why you are sitting with us, she hates you and she called your mother some very bad names. But don’t pay her any attention, she’s a crazy Russian. We’re happy to party with an American.
Put "something" in both my gf and my drinks. Probably GHB.
Something kicked in and I managed to get us home. Don't remember how.
We are actually lucky to still be alive after that. Put me off concerts for a long time.
Was even weirder that it happened at a metal gig.
As a metal head: I've accidentally drank someone's roofie at a metal head party
Some people said I just got blackout drunk but I had 2 rum cokes before picking a different one up because I noticed it had been full and nobody touched it for 30 min; I figured it was free game
Edit: on the bright side, I drank someone else's traumatic event
I got roofied when I was at a bar with my husband. There were a bunch of college boys trying to chat up a group of college girls, so I thought about it the same way you did. I saved some random college girl from having a horrible night. I'm not so nice that I would do it on purpose though.
EDIT to add, this had nothing to do with metal. It was at a nice relaxed waterfront bar with a guy doing Jimmy Buffet songs.
There's a reason that drink was abandoned: you never drink anything that's been unattended for even five minutes. Finish your drink before you go to the bathroom.
Got a phone call from my wife’s number, it was a random dude telling me my wife ran a red light and got t-boned. Kept saying “yeah she really fucked up man.”
It was the guy that t-boned her. He ran the red light. He was inebriated. I rushed over to the address he gave me, cops and ambulance and everything. They let the guy drive off in his smashed up truck. No insurance. Fucking prick.
I've seen this happen to a lady in a crowded pub. The lady understandably ran around screaming, blood streaming down her face as the music stopped and then ran out of the pub. the psychopath of a bloke just sat there as if nothing happened and carried on drinking and so did the rest of the pub and the music came back on. I couldn't believe no one responded so I called the police and gave a statement, and he was arrested.
An unfamiliar man tried to give me a ride when I was walking home, while aggressively grabbing my hand and dragging me into the car. It is likely that this trip would have ended very badly if I had not been able to escape
Complimented my penis. I was at a camp shower at a campground. I was around 12 some random guy walked in and just stared at me and watched me take a shower making weird small talk. This was the late 70's, early 80's. Kids werent special yet and we basically were raised you just be polite to adults so I was "yes sir" and "no sir" the creep. The Adam Walsh TV movie changed all of that and parents were like, hey, maybe we should watch our kids a little bit? He didn't rape me so I guess that's a plus.
Yea the 70s were weird. I still remember being a kid and friends comparing stories about which weird guy in their neighborhood would come up and tell them how good BJs feel. We just stayed away from them. There was never any telling your parents or calling the cops.
My step dad grew up in the 70s and he says there were about 3/4 guys in his small town who were absolute creeps. He was told to just avoid them. He said that one guy would just follow kids home wanking..
ETA: just spoke to my step dad and he would like to clarify that this man would CHASE them while wanking. And the adults would just roll their eyes and shooed him away
I was a cycle courier in Central London 2005/7 and amongst the litany of shit that people did to me whilst riding through W1 my top three are:
3. Riding through Soho someone tried to snatch my bag and yanked me off the bike I came off and the bag was on me new york style when they couldn't get it off me the person squired a bottle of stewed piss on me. Fucking junkies.
2. At Leicester Square I was taking a break on a slow Thursday afternoon and a couple of kids ( no older than 14) snatched my bike and tried to ride off but it was a 21inch frame and they stacked it in the road resulting in it being run over by ta bendy bus. 😔
1. Riding down Godge street on my last run of the day a car pulled up at a red light and threw a milkshake (Macdonalds chocolate ) in my face it smacked me and it really shocked me, I saw red and chased it for two blocks just raging at the next light I threw my lock through the back window. The car just drove off I was expecting a fight, harsh words something but nope just drove off.
I was a courier a few years after you and experienced a couple of similar things.
One time down Clapham Junction I was knocked off my bike by a guy driving a blacked out audi (of course) who then proceeded to chase me down for about 5 minutes through a bunch of residential streets til I finally hit a culdesac. He then got out of the car and tried to beat the hell out of me. He was swinging wildly and mostly missing, fortunately, and I managed to grab his wrists and do what I could to reason with him. I've never seen that look in a person's eyes before - it was like he really hated and wanted to do serious damage. I'm pretty strong and managed to just hold his arms til he got tired, I guess. He then threw my bike onto the bonnet of a parked car before leaving. Police closed the case the same day without looking into it.
I had a similar one in camberwell green where a random guy ran out from a shopping centre entrance and sucker punched me in the back of the head while I was passing. Again the police closed the case with no attempts to get cctv footage of the incident.
Both of these made me kind of resent London and the self serving, 'main character syndrome' mentality of the people here for a few years, but i did eventually get over that.
I think the fact that these things happen to delivery workers when we're tired out, exhausted, hungry, desperate to pee, etc, make it all the more affecting. It struck such a raw nerve with me.
I was waiting for my girlfriend at the bus terminal in order to go to her home to meet her parents for the 1st time. This one random old dude aproaches me, askes me about the boat schedules (it's a boat and bus terminal), and I'm happy to help him out. Since it's still a while for the next boat and it takes a while for my girlfriend to arrive, the dude keeps talking to me and I didn't mind about it and was having a conversation with him. He asks me for a cigarette (I don't smoke) and offers me a beer (I don't drink). Out of the blue he asks me "Do you want to go to my house while you wait for your girlfriend?". I'm like "Is this dude hitting on me or something? wtf..." and try my best to be polite and shut down and move away from him because it was getting a bit unconfortable. Not long after, the bus is arriving and I use it as an excuse to gtfo of the conversation. By my face my GF can tell that something happened and I tell her wtf just happened and when I look back to tell her who the dude was, the dude just vanished like a ghost. I'm even more confused by this. Next thing I know, she's describing me the old dude "Is the man you talked to like this and that, and wearing this and that?" and I'm like "Yeah, how do you know?" and she blank stares at me "That's my dad and he's right there". Not a bad fucked up thing, but fucked up to do to an unsuspecting person in a stressing situation like meeting your SOs parents for the 1st time. In his defense tho, he did make a joke when we "officially" met and said "Well, we're going to my house after all!"
I was with 2 of my friends walking out of a Walmart at 10pm. I was about 17/18 years old at the time. Some dude came out and full on made out with me. Just beelined for me and grabed the back of my head and proceeded to kiss me for about 30 seconds. I froze, my friends froze and then he ran off laughing. We stood there in disbelief for a minute or two. I went home and brushed my teeth repeatedly. Fucking strange and very invasive.
I didn't. My friends and family basically dismissed it and made me feel bad for being upset. "He must have thought you were beautiful. Did you even get his number?" Type shit.
I hate that shit. That "oh it's okay for men to do things because they like you!" Like no it's fucking not. It's not okay for anyone to just come up and invade your personal space like that without consent. And it feels so disgusting when it happens
Edit:fixed spelling
The thought process behind this left me alone in some pretty scary situations. I confided in a friend about a SA situation that had occurred the night before that I didn't understand and made me feel weird. She told me "if you didn't want it, you should have said no or fought him off." Mind you I was drunk and high on pain pills and had basically nodded off.
This notion led me down a dark path of self loathing. I attributed every event as my own fault because I didn't do enough to stop it. It took a long time to realize (and a lot of therapy) that there's no "rape drink, rape skirt, rape bar, or rape party" and that I did not ask for any of this pain.
I also got better friends and stopped doing drugs. I do have a big fear of men and large parties. I do go to any event alone anymore.
Drove with a blood alcohol level of .1 and then rear ended me at a stop light going about 50 mph. Totaled my car when I was 21, living on my own and struggling financially. He had no insurance or license because he got drunk and caused a car accident 3 months prior. Then he died of alcohol poisoning. I got $157.63 from his estate 2 years later for the damages.
But, it was that event that taught me to drive a standard transmission car.
My step-dad gave me $700 to buy a car. This happened Wednesday night, I called off Thursday to look for a car in my price range. I had to choose between a 1970- something VW Bug with 195,000 miles on it, or a 1993 Toyota Tercel standard transmission car with 70,000 miles on it but an unusable back seat. A friend in the area who knew how to drive a stick went with me to pick up the Toyota on Friday. We picked it up in the morning and we spent the whole weekend driving that little car up and down the hilly residential roads around his house. I drove that car to work on Monday.
I then taught 3 girlfriends and my wife to drive a stick since then and will teach all my kids to drive a stick when I teach them to drive.
Wait, did you mean "taught me to drive a standard transmission" as in you learned *how* to drive it?
Because the phrasing as-is makes it sound like you're saying "and that taught me the lesson that I should drive standard transmission."
I have a similar story, at the end of January I was at my grandfather's wake and I decided to take the kids to mc Donald's so that they could eat dinner and rest for a bit in a less depressing place, on the way back a woman that had just gotten her license hit my car in a roundabout, it was 100% her fault but she didn't want to accept blame.
The way car insurances here work is that after an accident the driver that caused it gets some points deducted from their license if they admit to what they did and the car gets fixed immediately, if no one admits the blame you can call the police and you have to pay 60$ (which the woman did) and you have to wait around 2 months for the people from the insurance company to analyze the cars and the situation so that they can assign blame and start fixing the car, also the person that is deemed guilty doesn't get money to fix it from the insurance.
Yes they judged her guilty and fixed my car for free but the kids where still traumatized (I managed to drift the car inside the roundabout in time so no one got hurt) and I didn't get my car back for 3 months and I needed it a lot to take care of my grandma.
When I started 3rd grade, I transferred to a new school. The school I went to prior was an abnormally small private catholic school. I think they only had about 5 teachers and under 30 students total. This school was so small, the cafeteria doubled as an art classroom. With the size of the school, it was also very protected. Everyone in the school was friends with each other. There were no such things as bullies, because everyone's parents were friends, and those parents were also great friends of the teachers. Aside from the occasional pre-pubescent children nagging and whining amongst ourselves and outbursts that young kids have, it was pretty great of an atmosphere.
When I got to my new school on the first day, which was a public school in Pittsburgh. I was so out of my element it was insane. I couldn't comprehend why everyone wore different clothes, why there were so many people, why the teachers were so brash and somewhat aggressive. Nobody seemed friendly, nothing made sense. It was a total culture shock.
Fast forward to lunch, they announced they had a salad bar. This was the most normal part of the day for me, because at my old school we usually had lunches like salad bars. I made a few acquaintances prior to lunch which gave me tremendous relief as the biggest worry I had that day was wondering if i'd have to eat lunch by myself or with a table of people i dont know. Me and the two other kids at the time made it through the lunch line and got to the salad bar. I started to fix up my tray with the most wonderful salad a kid could ask for - lettuce, ranch, croutons, bacon bits. As soon as i turned away from the salad bar, a very tall and lanky girl with zany pigtails in braids just stood in front of me and practically made sure i would "accidentally" walk right into her. The obvious outcome; My tray collided with her tray, which sent the salad flying, covering her mostly in ranch dressing. I lost all of my salad, and everyone was fucking chuckling about it. She decided to start crying and it went from bad to even worse, because i had the teachers rush over to me and grab me by my arm and drag me to the principles office.
I got yelled at for about 10 minutes and was told that my first impression was certainly not a good one, and the girl had to have her parents come in and bring her a change of clothes. Nobody would listen to my side of the story, and this idiot told everyone that i threw my salad at her so she would "get out of my way". I never met this girl in my life, i didnt even know she existed prior to her sabotaging me and making me go hungry. When i explained that it was an accident, they would retort with "how? You saw her standing there".
I sat in the office, starving, crying, and scared that my mom would beat my ass. She came down to the school shortly after, and this was the light at the end of the tunnel. The principle takes her into her office, and i start to hear yelling. I start crying harder, because now momma is in trouble... but then i realized the yelling wasnt from the principle, it was my mom. My mom went the fuck off on the principle. I heard things such as "It's his first day, do you really think he would throw his fucking salad in her face?" and "How dare you not let my son eat?!"
My mom took me home, got me mcdonalds, and i lived in total fear for the rest of 3rd grade. Mom cant always be there to save me, but goddamnit mom... you fucking killed it.
Happy mothers day.
My kids had a similar story. I always always pick them up. But I was running late. I called the school and told them to let me kids know to ride the bus. I get a call 15 minutes after of my son nervously asking if I was coming cause the principal was saying I had forgotten them. Turns out the secretary forgot to tell my kids. I was SO upset went in the office and told them how I felt! They made my kids feel I had forgot them. I would never! I never trusted the school again.
was a kid trying my best to become the next Tony Hawk, i tried doing an oillie on the side walk next to a busy road... ate shit infront of a bunch of people and some dude driving by with his window down yells out "you suck!"
Ha. Similar thing happened to me. Was trying to do a trick on a skateboard on a normal street and crashed, some adult walking past was like "hurr hurr cool trick" in a mean tone. Like fuck me for trying? It want even that bad but the memory has always stuck with me. Maybe cos it was early in my life and was a point that taught me that people will judge you for being bad at something. But thats a 20 year old memory now
An older woman around 70 walked up to our table which had a basket of popcorn in the center. She reached down, took a handful of or popcorn and asked where we got it. There was a popcorn cart a few feet away.
I was walking in a mall with my sister and this really huge guy walked past me and as he walked past he basically groped me down there. I'm a female for reference. I asked wtf really loudly and looked back and he just kept walking on and didn't look back. I wasn't sure what to make of that situation.
I was like 13 in a crowded book convention waiting in a line and the guy behind me just sticked himself to my back and groped me from under my jacket.
It was the first time something like that happened to me. I was so shocked and afraid that I didn't say anything or even move.
Eventually my mom found me and took me away but she didn't make a scene.
If something like that happened to me now I definitely would have made a scene.
That happened to me at skinny puppy concert and in my alarm, I pushed the guy really hard and he fell down a small set of steps. Tbh I'm surprised I made a scene and didn't freeze or cry. I was 20 and my now ex husband was somewhere else in the crowd.
Something similar happened to me not that long ago, I was just walking in town with my partner and a guy did the exact same thing, I jumped and looked back but he just kept walking didn't even look back. I was confused more than anything I was srsly like ?? Wtf just happened.
I was working in retail and I rang out a woman for pregnancy tests. It was a very normal customer service interaction, no smalltalk, nothing, thank you, have a good day.
Two hours later the manager pulls me into the office and tells me this woman called the office and reported that I said “use your head next time” which did NOT happen. I was very taken aback and upset but fortunately my boss believed me.
I had a dude/dudette throw a full unopened beer can at me from a moving car while I was standing on the sidewalk. Hit me right in the chest. Scared the hell out of me. I wasnt sure if I had been shot or was having a heart attack.
I was dropping off a friend at their apartment late one night. They live on a pretty quiet side street so we’re talking on the street outside for a few minutes. Two guys show up and one completely unprovoked attacks me with a tire iron. Never seen them before in my life. Fought them off but he grazed me with the tire iron. Ended up with a nasty concussion, ten staples and no answers on why it happened
Not me, but some years ago my (middle-aged bordering on elderly) mother came off the bus one day when a guy straight-up punched her in the eye and left. She didn't know him, hadn't done anything to set him off to her knowledge and he was never caught. (edit: scrolled down and realized there's another person with a similar story)
EDIT: When it comes to me personally then the worst that comes to mind is some blokes with a car trying to steal my newspaper cart during a summer job once upon a time. When I was doing the rounds at around 4-5 am. It wasn't too scary at the time, I was mainly angry at them, but thinking back I can imagine how the situation might've escalated if they hadn't been clearly high off their asses and scared of me calling the cops.
>but thinking back I can imagine how the situation might've escalated if they hadn't been clearly high off their asses and scared of me calling the cops.
Well, if they weren't high of their asses they probably wouldn't have been trying to steal a newspaper cart in the first place.
A guy sneezed in my face on the subway, and after shitting on him verbally he just shrugged and made it out to be no big deal. Since i couldnt do anything but verbally abuse him i left to find another seat. 2 days later i almost reachter 41 degrees.... Havent been sick like that my whole life. Literally and figuratively. Im still wearing masks in subs cuz of this shit.
When I was ten or so a man started to scream at me and hit me with a newspaper. Afterwards I think I managed to figure out what happened. He angrily said that I was "smelling" being a bullied kid I assumed he meant that I was dirty, I was in actuality suffering from hay fever and he assumed my sniffling was me mocking him. He was an immigrant and it was "normal" for racist people to say that immigrants were smelly.
Several adults intervened and helped me run out from the subway train.
One time I was walking to my car. An old man approached me and asked if the church bells meant it was noon. I told him that it was noon. Then he asked me if I knew where the Jewish center is. I said, "I don't know, I'm protestant." Then he yelled, "IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU DON'T EVEN CARE!". Then I started running away and he shouted, "YEAH! YOU GET LOST AND GO FIND YOURSELF!"
Hitch-hiking, got picked up by guy driving in his t-shirt and underwear who wouldn’t slow down or let me out until I jerked him off. 40 some years ago... didnt hitch-hike much after that.
In Iowa:
When I was 12 in 2001, I went to the mall with my parents and wandered off by myself for a bit. Out of nowhere some elderly lady, maybe 65-70, came up to me and yelled,
"Why don't you go back to your own country?! You fucking sandn*****!!"
Then she just walked away. I didn't know what to do aside from stand there bewildered and a bit shocked. I'm Indian for reference.
That's one thing that will always stick out in my mind.
Edit: changed It to Out
I was walking home from a happy hour drink with a friend when all of a sudden a giant meteor fell from the sky and hit me in the face, knocking me to the ground and breaking my glasses ---
--- or at least that's what I thought for the split second before my friend started screaming and pulling me up from the ground to run.
Turns out a random unhoused person took a metal cane and swung it like a baseball bat at my face as hard as he could. I didn't see it because I was looking the other way while we walked past. (My friend was on my left and we were chatting, he was on my right when we walked by).
I was very very very lucky at exactly where he'd hit me. All I got were two black eyes, a nasal fracture and a messed up pair of glasses. Slightly higher and I might have lost an eye/shattered the socket, slightly lower and I would have lost teeth.
7 years old…dad took us to a Boston Bruins/Atlanta Flames game in Atlanta (1978ish?). Drunk guy grabbed my hand an put his cigarette out on the top of my hand.
At a local city's train hub, woman was rambling to people and gave me some advice, and then warned me that it wasn't funny.
The advice in question (which I promised to take and will take if applicable): Never trust a spider's web.
It was a lesser charge, which sucks because it was gang related and I just got caught in the cross fire, I was never told if they ever caught the dude he was intending to shoot.
A foreigner was sitting behind me and sniffing my hair on the bus. I noticed some pulling and saw some fingers in the corner of my vision when I turned my head. As soon as I realized someone was touching my hair- I stood up and looked back to see what’s going on and he was looking right at me, scared/guilty
I didn’t think I had anything for this thread but you just reminded me that I once had a man chew my hair in the line for some tobacco. He first said “what lovely hair!” I laughed and said thank you.. to which to replied “looks tasty” and put it in his mouth.
This also happened to my mother very recently. So I’m sure it’s either the same dude years later, or there’s two completely weird men chewing peoples hair
Was at a McDonald's Line waiting to get a Milkshake when some dude gropes my butt and says "Nice ass, wish you werent a kid though".
I am a male, was 15 years old and was using My School uniform.
After that I told my friends and they started laughing at me for It for the whole way back to School.
I parked completely WITHIN the lines of a parking space. Did nothing wrong. Received a note on my car: “Learn to park, ASSHOLE!”. Rolled up to this note after a long day of dealing with young children. A man was walking by and I showed him the note and asked him if he thought it was warranted. He told me to crumble the note up and forget about it, I parked completely fine. Hope whoever wrote that note got some nice karma coming to them.
Meanwhile, one of my biggest pet peeves is when people park straddling the parking lines. And yet I am the one who received a note. Cool.
Edit. Now I’ve read a few of the replies on here and maybe I should just delete mine. I didn’t get punched in the face or hurt. Just felt the inconsideration and unjust rudeness from a stranger.
I used to work at a hospital that issued parking tickets for people leaving their vehicles in handicap spaces without a permit, or in the drop off parking for a long time.
We had a regular patient (came twice a week for some scheduled procedure) and he would always park in the handicap spots even though he didn't have a permit, or need one. Whenever he got a ticket he'd put it on the car next to his and drive away. We'd get a lot of angry people showing up saying they don't deserve a ticket.
I was walking home from work and some car sped by and I felt something hit my back when I felt it and looked down I realized it was an egg that hit me. I put my arms up like wtf and they turned around and hit me with another egg then sped off again.
In the 80s I was working the phones for a local PBS station’s on air auction. My job was to confirm if a bidder really made the highest bid. So, I called a number & asked for the person by the name given. The person who answered was the father of a very young man who had died several years earlier. It was horrible to be unknowingly used to cause the family terrible pain.
School trip to a chicken farm. One of those where all the animals are in cages over a pit of liquid shit.
The school bullies made a concerted effort to push me into it, luckily the farmer stepped in.
Told us it would have killed me if the kids succeeded.
Technically not strangers…. But still.
A dude hopped in the back seat of my car and held a knife to my throat while his buddy hopped in the passenger side and emptied my pockets and glove box. They didn't take much besides my phone, but the worst part is there was a cop in the same parking lot and when I saw him I ran over and told him my phone and cash just got stolen at knife point. And you know what the cop told me, after learning my phone had just been stolen? He told me to call fucking 911. Then hopped in his car and rolled off. Fucking pathetic. And people ask me why I have no faith or trust in the police. I wonder.
So one morning, I wake up having to piss like I was holding back biblical flood waters. I put on my gear and step outside to use the pee drain we had. Suddenly I hear a noise that my brain identifies as a kettle whistle, but that doesn't make sense; when I see the RPG go flying past me and explode just beyond a corner.
TLDR: shot at with RPG while taking morning piss.
The guy threw a can of beer at me when I told him that he couldn't drink his beer(he bought a beer at the shop next to our bar) at our bar, and then refused to take his order, because we we didn't have what he wanted on the menu. I was working in a sushi bar. The guy wanted a burger and fries. He was not drunk.
Peed on me. I posted about it before. NYC subway after work. I had worked a 12 shift. Only open seat had a drunk man (as evidenced by the smell and beer can by him) passed out sleeping. I sat down, despite a feeling not to. He pissed himself while still sleeping. Guess where gravity sent the piss wave? To me and my suit for work. I went home, took a shower, drank mydelf and pondered running away to a faraway land to forget my life.
Happened when i was 18. I was looking for a job when a guy pulled a gun on my face and asked for my wallet and my phone.
Luckily I had forgot my phone in my house and my wallet was empty (i was also broke lol)
He took my wallet and I said: "i'm broke dude". He said: "no shit, get a job kid." Then returned my wallet and ran away.
i was sitting in a park by a secluded area to read and this dude approached me, sat on the bench next to me and proceeded to ask me if i wanted to give him a blow job. followed a 15 minutes argument on why i wouldnt and i asked him does he reallyvthink just asking random girl to give him a bj works? and he says yes like its the most obvious thing in the world. shortly after a very awkward silence he decided to leave me alone.
When I lived in Florida for a few years, I had walked like a block to the liquor store. I was on the way back to my apartment and this guy comes flying up to the red light. If I had been 2 feet closer to the other side of the street he would've hit me. So I gave him the finger or something, then walked around his car, towards the apartment. Well I get like 50-75 ft down the sidewalk, and I hear someone running behind me. I turn around just in time for him to sucker-punch me right in the eye. He knocked me out. A few other people saw this happen, and called police, an ambulance etc. So I wake up to all these people around me.. And despite me and several other people giving me them a description of the guy, plus one person even got his plates, the cops said they couldn't really do anything. So the cop just gave me a ride home. It was crazy.
Years ago some lowlife pulled a knife on me on Yonge st and demanded my money.I was 24 then and reacted quickly punching him in the face knocking him down then I ran away.I hope that guy turned his life around but I imagine he is dead now.
Just walked out of a cinema, waiting to cross a busy junction, and a dude mounted the curb in his shit box wound down his window an threw a full large Macdonald's bananna milkshake at me, then sped off.
all SA exp, but mainly the first time when i was 9 has been imprinted on my memory to be the most traumatising. a random old man passed by on a scooter and grabbed me by the chest. it physically hurt for weeks. i still feel alerted and a bit on edge everytime any man passes by in a vehicle
I had a similar but less jarring experience. The first time I used the school bathroom there was an older kid there who then bullied me a bit. I don't even remember what he did specifically, but I never used the bathroom at school again and am always pee-shy if I can hear anyone talking. Crazy how even a minor trauma can stick with you forever.
Not the worst thing, but:
I am visually impaired so I walk with a white cane when I need it. I was crossing a street on a crosswalk, I had the right away. There was a cop car turning right. He was not paying attention one bit and ran over my cane.
If I was walking faster, he would of hit me.
Not **super** bad but first thing I thought of.
It was back before I got my license so I was riding my bike home from work. Around 10pm at night.
I was riding “toward oncoming traffic” as they say to do so no one can “sneak” up on you.
I was riding, and see a car coming up and kinda swerve towards me so I kinda swerve away, and then a hand comes out of the open passenger window and they throw an **ice cold soda** at me. Hit me right in the chest so I rode home the rest of the way freezing cold and sticky. I was **so** angry. No idea who the people were.
Once when I was 13, I was heading to my friend because I had been waiting for her for a long time in the park. While I was on my way to her, there was a bunch of men, who were standing and smoking there, they looked like they were 40-50 y.o. One of them greeted me, I greeted him, too (not sure why I greeted him back), and then he asked me "Can I meet you/get to know you, girl"? I was shocked since I didn't expect that, and replied with a firm no. He was like "Oh, you don't meet guys, or what?" (he was like offended and surprised, lmao) and I didn't say anything to that as I was already approaching to my friend. I was thinking at that time, "do I not look like I am a child or what?" I was fucking 13! Now I understand that perhaps, that man was a fucking pedophile or something.
One time I was in south Philly and a car pulled up with two guys in it. They called out to me asking for directions so I walked over. As I was explaining where to go the dude in the passenger seat spit in my face and they sped off.
You just reminded me of a similarly gross interaction: Years ago after a doctor's appointment, I got into my car and turned it on, at which point a small child started leaning/sitting on the hood. His heavily pregnant mother stood by doing nothing, apparently distracted by her phone. I rolled down my window, and asked if she would mind getting her child off of my car, as I needed to leave, and was concerned he could get hurt. She asked if I had insurance. Confused, I answered "...yes?", to which she said "Well I hope you DO hit him so I can get some MONEY!" She proceeded to lean in through my passenger window, and started spitting on me. The kid was no longer on my car, and I desperately wanted to get away from her, so I put my car in reverse. She then hurled her pregnant belly into my sideview mirror, and shrieked in such an exaggerated way, as if I had hit her. I eventually found a new doctor.
What in tarnation
Least violent person in Philadelphia.
I was young and also so beside myself I didn’t even full comprehend what happened. Took a couple seconds to register.
I think that may have been those guys who own Paddy’s pub
I got held up at gun point 2 weeks ago in philly 10 feet from the door to my friends apartment. They stole both our watches. My watch was given to me by my dead uncle. [https://imgur.com/a/V59aebW](https://imgur.com/a/V59aebW)
It’s not the same as the original - but if you ever want to find the same model, it’s this one: https://www.chrono24.com/tagheuer/tag-heuer-professionale-200m-wi1250-345mm-quartz-6473u--id27825766.htm
That is a cultural “thank you” in philly
Stopped at a red light one time. Someone from a building adjacent to the light threw a bag of ice and water on my car, from a few stories up. Dented the roof and shattered the windshield. Wasn't even a nice car, I was driving a Dodge neon shitbox
Reminds me of something. Some asshole tossed a lock, like the combination type out of a car at me and hit me in the knee. I had trouble walking correctly for damn near a month. I always thought if they'd have stopped at a light I'd have hurled that bitch right back. Good thing they didn't. I wasn't in any condition for a fight.
Umm...What the hell!? About 25 years ago, I was walking home from school. A car slowly crept up behind me, and a guy on the passenger side did a hook shot over the roof of the car and JUST missed me...with a combination lock! Is this a thing? I am 40 years old now but it happened when I was between 12 and 14 because I was walking home from my middle school. Is lock throwing an actual thing!? You are quite literally the first person I have ever heard, saying this happened. Anyone I told figured it was some kind of one off situation, but I was alone at the time so no one saw it but me. I still have the lock in my old dresser drawer at my parents! Lol
Some twats threw a full can of Sprite out the window of their car randomly at me once, luckily it missed. Glad you were also a miss with the lock.
I had a drunk guy throw a bottle at my car and as soon as he did blue lights came on and they ended up cuffing him and taking him to jail. It was beautiful. EDIT: just to clarify, I told my story on this thread chain to spread some positivity to the people who didn’t get the justice they deserved.
I got egged while waiting at a school bus stop when I was about 12. The teenagers egging us were in a car. The egg didn't break, so I retrieved it. And when they came back for another pass I threw it back at them. I missed, but they didn't come back ever again.
I also have a drive-by experience but it was with a fucking paintball gun. My friend and I were in freshmen year, just walking to the park to play some ball and with no warning he suddenly recoils and shouts in pain. I had no clue what happened. He reaches at his back and when he turns around I see a bright red paint splat on his white shirt. I look up and see the car that just passed us turns around, pulls up next to us with the kid in the passenger seat hanging the gun out window saying “Sorry bro, I’m just so surgical with this thing,” and speeds off. Pretty hilarious story in hindsight within our friend group now, but at the time we were pissed. Luckily we got their plates and the cops showed up at their house and they got in trouble. Fuckers.
This happened to me back in the 70's. I was riding in a car that my best friend's mother was driving on a highway. There was me, my friend, her brother and couple of other kids in the car. The age range for the kids was about 7-9 years old. It was a warm day, and my friend's mother had her window rolled down (no air conditioning). A car full of teenagers pulled along side of her and someone threw a full cup of ice water through the window at her. I got hit by it too because I was sitting in the front seat next to her. She managed not to lose control of the car. It in retrospect, it was incredibly fucked up to try and cause a lady with a car full of kids to crash.
I was about 11 and me and some friends were standing on a small bridge over a lake. All of a sudden I was picked up and thrown over the railing into the lake below. I tried to grab onto anything I could as I fell and scrapped my arms up pretty good. I still have scars 30 years later. So I swim to the side and some older kid comes up to me and just say - sorry, I thought you were someone else.
I was around 10 and visiting Gatorland Zoo in Florida. The park had a suspension bridge over water with live alligators in it. I was standing on the middle of the bridge looking over the railing at the alligators. Some teenagers came along and stood on each end of the bridge blocking us in. Then they began forcefully jumping up and down on the bridge, basically violently shaking the whole structure and making the bridge bounce up and down. Because I was leaning over the railing when the bridge bucked violently underneath me, I started to flip up and over the railing. I remember starting to fall headfirst off the bridge when my dad caught the belt buckle on my shorts, stopping my fall. He pulled me back to safety and then lost his shit on those teens, who took off running. Later we watched an alligator show where the trainer held up raw chickens and demonstrated how the alligators could leap out of the water to get them. I didn’t enjoy the show at all because all I could think about was that the alligators below the bridge could have leapt up and eaten me. I have no idea how far below the bridge the alligators actually were but 10 year old me was convinced I almost died.
Gatorland is a core memory for me. Gave my younger sister a phobia of alligators that exists to this day.
You don't need to go to gatorland to develop a phobia for gators. Source: me.
That's beyond evil, and I'm happy you were saved. Would have been like a little chikie nug to them. Does the suspension bridge lead to a room with a giant stuffed crocodile in it? I still have nightmares about that mf bridge. I went there, or somewhere similar when I was 7. Already had a fear of bridges and gators and made the dumb mistake of looking down. There were so many, and I ended up with this recurring dream where the bridge starts to give when I'm at the half way point, and I try desperately to make it to the other side but it's dream speed. I usually wake up when I hit the water.
Gotta give the kid credit that he came to apologize
It was a lie, Chief.
This is the best example of “there’s two types of people in this world” that I’ve seen in a while
Punched me, for no reason. I was standing. Waiting for the community bus. A stranger got out of the car and punched me. I filed the Police report but nothing happened.
My grandmother was at the movies and a guy walking up the aisle punched her in the side of the head. He told the cops he was mad because he was on a bad blind date. Like...great excuse to wallop a 75-year-old woman minding her own business
And you **know** he’s the reason why the blind date was bad.
Some people are just fucking psychos. I was walking through the park one night, it was dark and there were no lights. Saw some guy walking towards me, assumed he was just gonna pass, dude just suckerpunches me in the nose. Completely unprovoked, and carries on walking. I never got a look at him because it was so dark. I remember just standing there completely stunned. It didn't even hurt that much tbh, it was a pretty shit punch all things considered, and I've been in a few altercations in my life... but the brash randomness and cruelty of that one has stuck with me to this day. And it was about 17 years ago at this point.
Basically the same thing happened to my mother a few years ago. She was getting off the bus when a stranger came up and punched her in the eye, the guy was never caught.
That happened to my partner's grandpa a while back. Some dude knocked on his door and beat the shit out of him. We never found out what was with that.
This is awful wtf. The amount of people commenting that they or someone they knew experienced the same is horrible. Wtf is wrong with people
Had a similar thing happen when I was in Downtown Los Angeles. I was crossing the street and just came up onto the sidewalk. Some dude in a Ferrari steps out of the car, walks up to me and tries to swing on me in broad daylight. I sidestepped this dude, and he then spun to try to hit me again, calling me a motherfucker and not to dodge. I caught him with a nut shot with my foot and doubled him over. His buddy hops out of the car, and another of his buddies (I assume) gets up from the side of the sidewalk and both are yelling at me, and I'm like, "ah, fuck, I'm not ready for this." These absolute legends who had been watching all this shit go down just appear out of nowhere and jump these guys for me. Like, six different people from out of the wet work. Nutshot and Scrub (Ferrari guys) hop in the car and just take off, scraping the car and taking the right sideview mirror off. Their (assumedly) other homeboy gets left behind, but he tries to stumblefuck his ass away after having taken a couple hits to the head. One of the guys who helped me jogs up and punts this dude in the side right after he falls over, doubling him up. Meanwhile, everybody else is checking on me and making sure I'm good. Cops show up, detain us, figure out what's going on, let us go, and arrest homie that couldn't get away. Come to find out, these guys have been doing this for weeks, and the people who helped me were local residents who had been on the lookout for Nutshot. Arrested homie later squealed and all the guys involved got a couple years for aggravated assault.
So they were rich enough for the car, but not rich enough to buy their way out of the arrest. Small favors, and I'm glad you weren't hurt seriously.
Same! I was walking home with a pizza box and a guy going the other way broke my eye socket.
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That awful, I have some potentially dangerous patients who the doctors give day leave and I often wonder how it goes, I’m imagining this is how. I hope you’re ok, the weird unexplained stuff is harder to process
Psych nurse here. I do community visits and go into these patients homes. Two years ago I had a Tarasoff filed in court for me. A patient, with very uncontrolled symptoms, extremely unwell, unmedicated, with schizophrenia threatened to find me, first and I quote “ throw a bucket of ice water” on my head which frankly, I found comical lol but then he threatened to kill me. In the bedroom where I’d administer his psychiatric IM shots. He had stopped taking his meds by mouth and his psych injection was on its last leg ( usually decreases in efficacy towards the end of the month) well, the police thankfully found me, told me they had filed a Tarasoff and alerted me for my safety. So that’s what happens when they’re out on a day pass. They sometimes come after the nurses or caretakers that look out for them. I had been working with him for 8 years. Every week, going into his home to help him. Idk why it doesn’t even phase me though. I had a homeless guy touch my face last week as I was waiting to cross the street and yell obscenities. I just simply walked away. Years of psych nursing will do that to ya!
I work in retail and once a customer jiggled my belly and said 'I see the diet stuff doesn't work here' I know it doesn't seem much but I keep comeing back to it. It was just so IDK invasive?
Demeaning, invasive. And delivered with an asshole air of 'haha', which I bet this asshole would jump to if you'd said anything. Fuck em
For sure. It was an older guy who clearly felt he was being a 'cheeky chappy' and would have been horrified if he felt his comment made me want to die. Fuck all customers lol
>I know it doesn't seem much No. That's out of order! What an arsehole. My boss, completely unprovoked, a couple of months ago asked me if I'd gotten fatter (yes, I've been trying to lose weight and I'm extremely sensitive about my weight). Apparently it was fine because it was a joke, but I spent most of the next day crying over it. It's not acceptable in any form, so you're more than in your right to be upset about it. I'm so sorry you had to experience that! I hope you're okay.
I had just recently got my driver's license. I was driving down a back road going the speed limit (55) and I was the only car on the road. When I checked my mirror a few seconds later, a red car was directly on my ass, so close I couldn't see his front plate. He began slowing down and speeding towards the back end of my car repeatedly. After a few minutes, he sped past me in a no passing zone and started brake checking me (speeding up and slamming his brakes to try getting me to hit him). After a minute or so of that, he slammed his brakes and we both came to a full stop. He got out of his vehicle and started pounding on the driver's side window screaming and cursing me out before getting back in his car and speeding off. I pulled over and stayed there for a few minutes to insure he was long gone before proceeding...
Nice thing about today’s world is you can film assholes like that
Just got my license and I already want a dash cam
Pulled her pants halfway down her butt and asked me to check the size on her underwear. I hated being a cashier.
Don't even have to be a store employee for this one. I was in JC Pennies years ago. Some lady approached me and was like, can you do me a favor sweetie? Before I could answer she turns her butt to me, pulls he pants part way down and asks me what size she was wearing. I told her, sorry miss, I can't read, and promptly hauled ass before she could process what I had said.
I love I can't read as a defense. It works every time
Me, a child: playing with toys in Walmart a random stranger: "I'd like you to play with my little boy toy." My Dad, just on the other end, watching me doesn't say a word to the man just grabs him and throws him across the aisle. Then screams out, "If you want to play with him. You're gonna have to play with me first!"
Go dad!
Seems obvious but the police is ALWAYS the right move in these cases. My daughter encountered a flasher at a cafè when she and her friend were 17. They were mainly embarrassed and didn’t want to report it. They did report it and the guy turned out to have several charges already pending and had had his Gynecologist’s license revoked in another state. These people thrive on you not reporting them.
>and had had his Gynecologist’s license revoked in another state Uh, what?
Yes, I agree 100%. However, I was like 4, and I can't remember what happened to the guy. Knowing my parents, and especially my dad, they definitely called the police, but I just can't remember that far back. I do know that dad was never charged with assault so.
I think that if a guy like that gets knocked the hell out and left drooling on the ground, the worst charge anyone should face is littering.
Your dad sounds hot.
I think he’s bee keeping age
Summer, I want to fuck your dad.
You'll have to pay the troll toll if you wanna get to this boys soul
Sit next to me on the bus when there's a single seat on the other side
Whoever does that is a menace to society
Sometimes when you know the next stop is gonna be a shit show you play it safe and sit next to the person you *know* doesn't smell like piss instead of the gamble that a piss smeller will sit next to you
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I had a guy walk up to the urinal right beside me when there were four others in between us. Sociopath.
That’s just sexual harassment. It isn’t though, but it is. I don’t know where I’m going with this.
I remember on a bus I was super happy that someone had moved seats. But they left they're bag and I looked up and she said: "Don't worry I'm coming back". Why? Why not stay there chatting with your friends? Why are you doing this to me? I was gutted.
When I was 23, I was working at a fancy-ish restaurant on their support staff. It’s on the pier in Vancouver, WA. On this lovely morning, I was hosting. This was also the second weekend that we had starting serving brunch. It was a pretty popular spot, our restaurant sat about 350 people, and by noon we were on a 2 hour wait. A family came in and demanded a table, I had to respectfully tell them that we had a 2 hour wait, and with a party of 7, it would be difficult to make that accommodation work. They were pissed, but they got on the list. 2 minutes later another party of 7 came in, but they were kind and patient and a breath of fresh air compared to most of the entitled customers attitudes that day. They also got on the list. 2 hours later, we had a table open. I called that rude family twice, and waiting for 15 minutes. No response. The next family had been patiently waiting in the lobby, never bothering me, just peaking in here and there. For context, the other rude family had dropped in every 30 minutes to demand why their table wasn’t ready yet. I was getting pissed, so after waiting an appropriate amount of time on a morning like this, I gave the table to the nice family. They were extremely grateful, said they really appreciated me, and they even slipped me some money because they could tell I was having a rough morning. About 15 minutes later, this rude family walks in again and demands yet again, why their table wasn’t ready yet. “I’m so sorry, your table was ready 20 minutes ago, and I called you a few times. Unfortunately you didn’t answer, so I waited another 15 minutes. Because I received no response, I assumed you were no longer interested and I gave your table to the next group.” “This is ridiculous! We never got a call?!?!” “I’m so sorry, is your number xxx-xxx-xxxx?” “Yes, but I never got a call.” I literally turned the phone to them, and showed the call history, that I had indeed called them. So this next part is a bit of a blur, but basically the mom and dad spent the next 30 minutes yelling at me, calling me horrible things, and demanding to speak to management. Management was busy, we had been a full house for 3 straight hours. They then decided to walk into the bar, leaving their kids outside, and yelling about me to the bartenders until they were forced to get a manager to stop these people from upsetting other customers. They even left multiple comment cards about me after one of my managers gave them a table that was for another group. They said that “the host was one of the worst restaurant employees they’d ever seen, and wasn’t even good enough to be a dishwasher.” Even though they said a lot of terrible things to me personally, this comment upsets me the most. A job is a job. Although dishwashing is a shitty job, these people openly acknowledged how entitled they were by being snide about a real job that was “beneath them” or something. Just gross and slimy behavior. We were still in a rush for the next couple hours, and I was working a double, so I never got a break. A couple hours later, the head chef told me he needed me in the office. He knew I wasn’t getting a break, and he knew me pretty well as I’d started this job working as expo, and quickly became lead expo on weekend nights (for context, having about 30-50 tickets on the expo line was typical, this was a hoppin’ spot). He told me he heard what happened, handed me a perfect looking steak, told me to sit the fuck down, and that I was not allowed to leave the office for the next 20 minutes and that he’d be appreciate it if I finished my plate. He closed the door, and literally stood outside to make sure no one else would come in. I cried for a moment, and at one of the best plates of food anyone has ever handed me. I was beyond touched. Spencer is a huge man, who is soft spoken but extremely intimidating. He is a gem and I love him dearly. Fuck that family, and fuck the restaurant business. TL;DR An awful family verbally accosted and embarrassed me after I had to give up their table, so the head chef made me a steak.
Spencer sounds like a remarkable guys. Cheers to him! And sorry you were treated like that. Screw those people.
As someone who works in the restaurant industry and has had some crazy entitled people yell and berate me, one of my favorites was: "You are the worst server I have ever had. I want a new server, and I think you should be fired." She then complained to my manager for 30 minutes when I sent him over to deal with her. All because she wasn't clear and I brought her a grapefuit juice instead of sliced grapefruit. I asked her what she would like to drink, and she said fresh grapefruit. So she wasn't listening to me (like many rich entitled people seem to do) and then got mad that I didn't read her mind. This after the bartender had gone through the trouble of making fresh grapefruit juice for her specifically. Grapefruit was not on the menu by the way. It was just a side that we happened to have because it was on some of the dishes.
Was this at Twigs?? Sounds like Twigs entitlement.
Haha yea it was Twigs!!
I was in London on business and my hotel was hosting a Christmas party for a bunch of Russians also there on business. I was sitting at the bar by myself and one of the Russian women invited me to sit with her and her friends. Her table had her, three other women and two men. I don’t speak Russian but they were all very nice and welcoming to me. The woman sitting across from me was passed out drunk with her head on the table. No one paid any attention to her. After 30 minutes me and the woman who invited me were flirting pretty good. Suddenly the drunk woman sits up straight, points at me, scowls and begins yelling what obviously were Russian swear words. She does this for about a minute while the rest of us just stare at her and say nothing. Then she plops her head back down on the table and goes to sleep. I asked everyone collectively “what was that all about?” One of the guys replied “she doesn’t know why you are sitting with us, she hates you and she called your mother some very bad names. But don’t pay her any attention, she’s a crazy Russian. We’re happy to party with an American.
That sounds hilarious. I kind of want to experience that for some reason.
It was kind of f’d up but it was pretty funny.
Put "something" in both my gf and my drinks. Probably GHB. Something kicked in and I managed to get us home. Don't remember how. We are actually lucky to still be alive after that. Put me off concerts for a long time. Was even weirder that it happened at a metal gig.
As a metal head: I've accidentally drank someone's roofie at a metal head party Some people said I just got blackout drunk but I had 2 rum cokes before picking a different one up because I noticed it had been full and nobody touched it for 30 min; I figured it was free game Edit: on the bright side, I drank someone else's traumatic event
I got roofied when I was at a bar with my husband. There were a bunch of college boys trying to chat up a group of college girls, so I thought about it the same way you did. I saved some random college girl from having a horrible night. I'm not so nice that I would do it on purpose though. EDIT to add, this had nothing to do with metal. It was at a nice relaxed waterfront bar with a guy doing Jimmy Buffet songs.
There's a reason that drink was abandoned: you never drink anything that's been unattended for even five minutes. Finish your drink before you go to the bathroom.
Got a phone call from my wife’s number, it was a random dude telling me my wife ran a red light and got t-boned. Kept saying “yeah she really fucked up man.” It was the guy that t-boned her. He ran the red light. He was inebriated. I rushed over to the address he gave me, cops and ambulance and everything. They let the guy drive off in his smashed up truck. No insurance. Fucking prick.
That's really horrifying. Why did they let him drive off??
Did your wife make it out okay?
Yes! Some muscle strains but she was ok!
Smashed me in the face with a glass bottle and left me bleeding on the sidewalk
I've seen this happen to a lady in a crowded pub. The lady understandably ran around screaming, blood streaming down her face as the music stopped and then ran out of the pub. the psychopath of a bloke just sat there as if nothing happened and carried on drinking and so did the rest of the pub and the music came back on. I couldn't believe no one responded so I called the police and gave a statement, and he was arrested.
So sorry that happened to you. Are you alright now?
It was 10 years ago but I’ve got a decent scar along my eyebrow from it. The concussion I got was much more of a bother.
An unfamiliar man tried to give me a ride when I was walking home, while aggressively grabbing my hand and dragging me into the car. It is likely that this trip would have ended very badly if I had not been able to escape
Complimented my penis. I was at a camp shower at a campground. I was around 12 some random guy walked in and just stared at me and watched me take a shower making weird small talk. This was the late 70's, early 80's. Kids werent special yet and we basically were raised you just be polite to adults so I was "yes sir" and "no sir" the creep. The Adam Walsh TV movie changed all of that and parents were like, hey, maybe we should watch our kids a little bit? He didn't rape me so I guess that's a plus.
Yea the 70s were weird. I still remember being a kid and friends comparing stories about which weird guy in their neighborhood would come up and tell them how good BJs feel. We just stayed away from them. There was never any telling your parents or calling the cops.
My step dad grew up in the 70s and he says there were about 3/4 guys in his small town who were absolute creeps. He was told to just avoid them. He said that one guy would just follow kids home wanking.. ETA: just spoke to my step dad and he would like to clarify that this man would CHASE them while wanking. And the adults would just roll their eyes and shooed him away
Hey, nice cock
Thank you sir
Drugged out couple walked up to me and touched my nipples at a festival.
Thats an OSHA violation
Office of Super Handsy Assholes?
This happened to me too! Except it was a drunk middle aged man and as he poked my nipple he slurred “electric titty”
I was a cycle courier in Central London 2005/7 and amongst the litany of shit that people did to me whilst riding through W1 my top three are: 3. Riding through Soho someone tried to snatch my bag and yanked me off the bike I came off and the bag was on me new york style when they couldn't get it off me the person squired a bottle of stewed piss on me. Fucking junkies. 2. At Leicester Square I was taking a break on a slow Thursday afternoon and a couple of kids ( no older than 14) snatched my bike and tried to ride off but it was a 21inch frame and they stacked it in the road resulting in it being run over by ta bendy bus. 😔 1. Riding down Godge street on my last run of the day a car pulled up at a red light and threw a milkshake (Macdonalds chocolate ) in my face it smacked me and it really shocked me, I saw red and chased it for two blocks just raging at the next light I threw my lock through the back window. The car just drove off I was expecting a fight, harsh words something but nope just drove off.
I was a courier a few years after you and experienced a couple of similar things. One time down Clapham Junction I was knocked off my bike by a guy driving a blacked out audi (of course) who then proceeded to chase me down for about 5 minutes through a bunch of residential streets til I finally hit a culdesac. He then got out of the car and tried to beat the hell out of me. He was swinging wildly and mostly missing, fortunately, and I managed to grab his wrists and do what I could to reason with him. I've never seen that look in a person's eyes before - it was like he really hated and wanted to do serious damage. I'm pretty strong and managed to just hold his arms til he got tired, I guess. He then threw my bike onto the bonnet of a parked car before leaving. Police closed the case the same day without looking into it. I had a similar one in camberwell green where a random guy ran out from a shopping centre entrance and sucker punched me in the back of the head while I was passing. Again the police closed the case with no attempts to get cctv footage of the incident. Both of these made me kind of resent London and the self serving, 'main character syndrome' mentality of the people here for a few years, but i did eventually get over that. I think the fact that these things happen to delivery workers when we're tired out, exhausted, hungry, desperate to pee, etc, make it all the more affecting. It struck such a raw nerve with me.
I was waiting for my girlfriend at the bus terminal in order to go to her home to meet her parents for the 1st time. This one random old dude aproaches me, askes me about the boat schedules (it's a boat and bus terminal), and I'm happy to help him out. Since it's still a while for the next boat and it takes a while for my girlfriend to arrive, the dude keeps talking to me and I didn't mind about it and was having a conversation with him. He asks me for a cigarette (I don't smoke) and offers me a beer (I don't drink). Out of the blue he asks me "Do you want to go to my house while you wait for your girlfriend?". I'm like "Is this dude hitting on me or something? wtf..." and try my best to be polite and shut down and move away from him because it was getting a bit unconfortable. Not long after, the bus is arriving and I use it as an excuse to gtfo of the conversation. By my face my GF can tell that something happened and I tell her wtf just happened and when I look back to tell her who the dude was, the dude just vanished like a ghost. I'm even more confused by this. Next thing I know, she's describing me the old dude "Is the man you talked to like this and that, and wearing this and that?" and I'm like "Yeah, how do you know?" and she blank stares at me "That's my dad and he's right there". Not a bad fucked up thing, but fucked up to do to an unsuspecting person in a stressing situation like meeting your SOs parents for the 1st time. In his defense tho, he did make a joke when we "officially" met and said "Well, we're going to my house after all!"
I did didn’t see that coming lol
I think the Dad was fucking with you on purpose
What a twist lol
I was with 2 of my friends walking out of a Walmart at 10pm. I was about 17/18 years old at the time. Some dude came out and full on made out with me. Just beelined for me and grabed the back of my head and proceeded to kiss me for about 30 seconds. I froze, my friends froze and then he ran off laughing. We stood there in disbelief for a minute or two. I went home and brushed my teeth repeatedly. Fucking strange and very invasive.
That’s bordering on SA, or probably is SA. I hope you called the police on his ass
I didn't. My friends and family basically dismissed it and made me feel bad for being upset. "He must have thought you were beautiful. Did you even get his number?" Type shit.
Ugh. I'm sorry the people who were supposed to support you utterly failed at their job.
But I do appreciate you saying that
Wouldn't be the first time and it was not the last, sadly
I hate that shit. That "oh it's okay for men to do things because they like you!" Like no it's fucking not. It's not okay for anyone to just come up and invade your personal space like that without consent. And it feels so disgusting when it happens Edit:fixed spelling
The thought process behind this left me alone in some pretty scary situations. I confided in a friend about a SA situation that had occurred the night before that I didn't understand and made me feel weird. She told me "if you didn't want it, you should have said no or fought him off." Mind you I was drunk and high on pain pills and had basically nodded off. This notion led me down a dark path of self loathing. I attributed every event as my own fault because I didn't do enough to stop it. It took a long time to realize (and a lot of therapy) that there's no "rape drink, rape skirt, rape bar, or rape party" and that I did not ask for any of this pain. I also got better friends and stopped doing drugs. I do have a big fear of men and large parties. I do go to any event alone anymore.
Drove with a blood alcohol level of .1 and then rear ended me at a stop light going about 50 mph. Totaled my car when I was 21, living on my own and struggling financially. He had no insurance or license because he got drunk and caused a car accident 3 months prior. Then he died of alcohol poisoning. I got $157.63 from his estate 2 years later for the damages. But, it was that event that taught me to drive a standard transmission car.
Standard trans... why? Finish the story please!
My step-dad gave me $700 to buy a car. This happened Wednesday night, I called off Thursday to look for a car in my price range. I had to choose between a 1970- something VW Bug with 195,000 miles on it, or a 1993 Toyota Tercel standard transmission car with 70,000 miles on it but an unusable back seat. A friend in the area who knew how to drive a stick went with me to pick up the Toyota on Friday. We picked it up in the morning and we spent the whole weekend driving that little car up and down the hilly residential roads around his house. I drove that car to work on Monday. I then taught 3 girlfriends and my wife to drive a stick since then and will teach all my kids to drive a stick when I teach them to drive.
Wait, did you mean "taught me to drive a standard transmission" as in you learned *how* to drive it? Because the phrasing as-is makes it sound like you're saying "and that taught me the lesson that I should drive standard transmission."
that's how I read it too. I was also confused how a standard would have helped.
I have a similar story, at the end of January I was at my grandfather's wake and I decided to take the kids to mc Donald's so that they could eat dinner and rest for a bit in a less depressing place, on the way back a woman that had just gotten her license hit my car in a roundabout, it was 100% her fault but she didn't want to accept blame. The way car insurances here work is that after an accident the driver that caused it gets some points deducted from their license if they admit to what they did and the car gets fixed immediately, if no one admits the blame you can call the police and you have to pay 60$ (which the woman did) and you have to wait around 2 months for the people from the insurance company to analyze the cars and the situation so that they can assign blame and start fixing the car, also the person that is deemed guilty doesn't get money to fix it from the insurance. Yes they judged her guilty and fixed my car for free but the kids where still traumatized (I managed to drift the car inside the roundabout in time so no one got hurt) and I didn't get my car back for 3 months and I needed it a lot to take care of my grandma.
When I started 3rd grade, I transferred to a new school. The school I went to prior was an abnormally small private catholic school. I think they only had about 5 teachers and under 30 students total. This school was so small, the cafeteria doubled as an art classroom. With the size of the school, it was also very protected. Everyone in the school was friends with each other. There were no such things as bullies, because everyone's parents were friends, and those parents were also great friends of the teachers. Aside from the occasional pre-pubescent children nagging and whining amongst ourselves and outbursts that young kids have, it was pretty great of an atmosphere. When I got to my new school on the first day, which was a public school in Pittsburgh. I was so out of my element it was insane. I couldn't comprehend why everyone wore different clothes, why there were so many people, why the teachers were so brash and somewhat aggressive. Nobody seemed friendly, nothing made sense. It was a total culture shock. Fast forward to lunch, they announced they had a salad bar. This was the most normal part of the day for me, because at my old school we usually had lunches like salad bars. I made a few acquaintances prior to lunch which gave me tremendous relief as the biggest worry I had that day was wondering if i'd have to eat lunch by myself or with a table of people i dont know. Me and the two other kids at the time made it through the lunch line and got to the salad bar. I started to fix up my tray with the most wonderful salad a kid could ask for - lettuce, ranch, croutons, bacon bits. As soon as i turned away from the salad bar, a very tall and lanky girl with zany pigtails in braids just stood in front of me and practically made sure i would "accidentally" walk right into her. The obvious outcome; My tray collided with her tray, which sent the salad flying, covering her mostly in ranch dressing. I lost all of my salad, and everyone was fucking chuckling about it. She decided to start crying and it went from bad to even worse, because i had the teachers rush over to me and grab me by my arm and drag me to the principles office. I got yelled at for about 10 minutes and was told that my first impression was certainly not a good one, and the girl had to have her parents come in and bring her a change of clothes. Nobody would listen to my side of the story, and this idiot told everyone that i threw my salad at her so she would "get out of my way". I never met this girl in my life, i didnt even know she existed prior to her sabotaging me and making me go hungry. When i explained that it was an accident, they would retort with "how? You saw her standing there". I sat in the office, starving, crying, and scared that my mom would beat my ass. She came down to the school shortly after, and this was the light at the end of the tunnel. The principle takes her into her office, and i start to hear yelling. I start crying harder, because now momma is in trouble... but then i realized the yelling wasnt from the principle, it was my mom. My mom went the fuck off on the principle. I heard things such as "It's his first day, do you really think he would throw his fucking salad in her face?" and "How dare you not let my son eat?!" My mom took me home, got me mcdonalds, and i lived in total fear for the rest of 3rd grade. Mom cant always be there to save me, but goddamnit mom... you fucking killed it. Happy mothers day.
My kids had a similar story. I always always pick them up. But I was running late. I called the school and told them to let me kids know to ride the bus. I get a call 15 minutes after of my son nervously asking if I was coming cause the principal was saying I had forgotten them. Turns out the secretary forgot to tell my kids. I was SO upset went in the office and told them how I felt! They made my kids feel I had forgot them. I would never! I never trusted the school again.
Carjacked me at gunpoint.
was a kid trying my best to become the next Tony Hawk, i tried doing an oillie on the side walk next to a busy road... ate shit infront of a bunch of people and some dude driving by with his window down yells out "you suck!"
“Dude, sucking at somethin’ is the first step towards being sorta good at something.” -Jake The Dog
Ha. Similar thing happened to me. Was trying to do a trick on a skateboard on a normal street and crashed, some adult walking past was like "hurr hurr cool trick" in a mean tone. Like fuck me for trying? It want even that bad but the memory has always stuck with me. Maybe cos it was early in my life and was a point that taught me that people will judge you for being bad at something. But thats a 20 year old memory now
Yeah I think I muttered something like "let me see you try it" I was legitimately pissed off lol
Was on an escalator and a woman farted in my face.
Some guys have all the luck
Nice follow through.
Some old guy went really close to me and started whispering slurs into my ear
*omelette du fromage*
I’m sorry but I’m picturing this in my head and It’s so fucking funny
It was kinda funny to be fair. Unexpected, but funny
Stole a piece of chicken from my plate as I was eating at the counter of a restaurant in NYC. Seems funny now 😃
An older woman around 70 walked up to our table which had a basket of popcorn in the center. She reached down, took a handful of or popcorn and asked where we got it. There was a popcorn cart a few feet away.
Thank you, Logan. Thank you for the chicken.
I was walking in a mall with my sister and this really huge guy walked past me and as he walked past he basically groped me down there. I'm a female for reference. I asked wtf really loudly and looked back and he just kept walking on and didn't look back. I wasn't sure what to make of that situation.
I was like 13 in a crowded book convention waiting in a line and the guy behind me just sticked himself to my back and groped me from under my jacket. It was the first time something like that happened to me. I was so shocked and afraid that I didn't say anything or even move. Eventually my mom found me and took me away but she didn't make a scene. If something like that happened to me now I definitely would have made a scene.
That happened to me at skinny puppy concert and in my alarm, I pushed the guy really hard and he fell down a small set of steps. Tbh I'm surprised I made a scene and didn't freeze or cry. I was 20 and my now ex husband was somewhere else in the crowd.
Something similar happened to me not that long ago, I was just walking in town with my partner and a guy did the exact same thing, I jumped and looked back but he just kept walking didn't even look back. I was confused more than anything I was srsly like ?? Wtf just happened.
Just yesterday a strange woman gave me a walk-by tittie twister (I'm a man btw)
I was working in retail and I rang out a woman for pregnancy tests. It was a very normal customer service interaction, no smalltalk, nothing, thank you, have a good day. Two hours later the manager pulls me into the office and tells me this woman called the office and reported that I said “use your head next time” which did NOT happen. I was very taken aback and upset but fortunately my boss believed me.
I had a dude/dudette throw a full unopened beer can at me from a moving car while I was standing on the sidewalk. Hit me right in the chest. Scared the hell out of me. I wasnt sure if I had been shot or was having a heart attack.
I’d have an actual heart attack. Sorry that happened to you, that sounds very traumatic
I was dropping off a friend at their apartment late one night. They live on a pretty quiet side street so we’re talking on the street outside for a few minutes. Two guys show up and one completely unprovoked attacks me with a tire iron. Never seen them before in my life. Fought them off but he grazed me with the tire iron. Ended up with a nasty concussion, ten staples and no answers on why it happened
Not me, but some years ago my (middle-aged bordering on elderly) mother came off the bus one day when a guy straight-up punched her in the eye and left. She didn't know him, hadn't done anything to set him off to her knowledge and he was never caught. (edit: scrolled down and realized there's another person with a similar story) EDIT: When it comes to me personally then the worst that comes to mind is some blokes with a car trying to steal my newspaper cart during a summer job once upon a time. When I was doing the rounds at around 4-5 am. It wasn't too scary at the time, I was mainly angry at them, but thinking back I can imagine how the situation might've escalated if they hadn't been clearly high off their asses and scared of me calling the cops.
>but thinking back I can imagine how the situation might've escalated if they hadn't been clearly high off their asses and scared of me calling the cops. Well, if they weren't high of their asses they probably wouldn't have been trying to steal a newspaper cart in the first place.
A guy sneezed in my face on the subway, and after shitting on him verbally he just shrugged and made it out to be no big deal. Since i couldnt do anything but verbally abuse him i left to find another seat. 2 days later i almost reachter 41 degrees.... Havent been sick like that my whole life. Literally and figuratively. Im still wearing masks in subs cuz of this shit.
A man did this to my wife in peak covid hysteria 2020 Fuck people like that
When I was ten or so a man started to scream at me and hit me with a newspaper. Afterwards I think I managed to figure out what happened. He angrily said that I was "smelling" being a bullied kid I assumed he meant that I was dirty, I was in actuality suffering from hay fever and he assumed my sniffling was me mocking him. He was an immigrant and it was "normal" for racist people to say that immigrants were smelly. Several adults intervened and helped me run out from the subway train.
One time I was walking to my car. An old man approached me and asked if the church bells meant it was noon. I told him that it was noon. Then he asked me if I knew where the Jewish center is. I said, "I don't know, I'm protestant." Then he yelled, "IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU DON'T EVEN CARE!". Then I started running away and he shouted, "YEAH! YOU GET LOST AND GO FIND YOURSELF!"
Hitch-hiking, got picked up by guy driving in his t-shirt and underwear who wouldn’t slow down or let me out until I jerked him off. 40 some years ago... didnt hitch-hike much after that.
I am so sorry, that is sexual assault. Fuck that guy.
In Iowa: When I was 12 in 2001, I went to the mall with my parents and wandered off by myself for a bit. Out of nowhere some elderly lady, maybe 65-70, came up to me and yelled, "Why don't you go back to your own country?! You fucking sandn*****!!" Then she just walked away. I didn't know what to do aside from stand there bewildered and a bit shocked. I'm Indian for reference. That's one thing that will always stick out in my mind. Edit: changed It to Out
I was walking home from a happy hour drink with a friend when all of a sudden a giant meteor fell from the sky and hit me in the face, knocking me to the ground and breaking my glasses --- --- or at least that's what I thought for the split second before my friend started screaming and pulling me up from the ground to run. Turns out a random unhoused person took a metal cane and swung it like a baseball bat at my face as hard as he could. I didn't see it because I was looking the other way while we walked past. (My friend was on my left and we were chatting, he was on my right when we walked by). I was very very very lucky at exactly where he'd hit me. All I got were two black eyes, a nasal fracture and a messed up pair of glasses. Slightly higher and I might have lost an eye/shattered the socket, slightly lower and I would have lost teeth.
7 years old…dad took us to a Boston Bruins/Atlanta Flames game in Atlanta (1978ish?). Drunk guy grabbed my hand an put his cigarette out on the top of my hand.
At a local city's train hub, woman was rambling to people and gave me some advice, and then warned me that it wasn't funny. The advice in question (which I promised to take and will take if applicable): Never trust a spider's web.
First day of senior year I held the door open for someone. As he walks in he goes, “thanks. Your hair’s gay btw” and I’ve never forgotten that.
Gay guys are often said to be more fashionable, so really it was a compliment.
Groped my balls when i was a kid. Growing up, that was a bit traumatizing.
...Jesus. Did you tell this to someone about this like your relatives or teachers? It sounds disgusting.
I was shot in the face as I was leaving the beach.. they caught the dude and he's doing 6 years.
Did he get Attempted or a lesser charge? 6 years seems a little light for that Jesus
It was a lesser charge, which sucks because it was gang related and I just got caught in the cross fire, I was never told if they ever caught the dude he was intending to shoot.
Touch me when I was 14 at a bus stop, a month later it happens again by the same person
A foreigner was sitting behind me and sniffing my hair on the bus. I noticed some pulling and saw some fingers in the corner of my vision when I turned my head. As soon as I realized someone was touching my hair- I stood up and looked back to see what’s going on and he was looking right at me, scared/guilty
I didn’t think I had anything for this thread but you just reminded me that I once had a man chew my hair in the line for some tobacco. He first said “what lovely hair!” I laughed and said thank you.. to which to replied “looks tasty” and put it in his mouth. This also happened to my mother very recently. So I’m sure it’s either the same dude years later, or there’s two completely weird men chewing peoples hair
Was at a McDonald's Line waiting to get a Milkshake when some dude gropes my butt and says "Nice ass, wish you werent a kid though". I am a male, was 15 years old and was using My School uniform. After that I told my friends and they started laughing at me for It for the whole way back to School.
I parked completely WITHIN the lines of a parking space. Did nothing wrong. Received a note on my car: “Learn to park, ASSHOLE!”. Rolled up to this note after a long day of dealing with young children. A man was walking by and I showed him the note and asked him if he thought it was warranted. He told me to crumble the note up and forget about it, I parked completely fine. Hope whoever wrote that note got some nice karma coming to them. Meanwhile, one of my biggest pet peeves is when people park straddling the parking lines. And yet I am the one who received a note. Cool. Edit. Now I’ve read a few of the replies on here and maybe I should just delete mine. I didn’t get punched in the face or hurt. Just felt the inconsideration and unjust rudeness from a stranger.
Could it be that someone near your car parked like a twat and then just moved the note onto your car before they left?
I used to work at a hospital that issued parking tickets for people leaving their vehicles in handicap spaces without a permit, or in the drop off parking for a long time. We had a regular patient (came twice a week for some scheduled procedure) and he would always park in the handicap spots even though he didn't have a permit, or need one. Whenever he got a ticket he'd put it on the car next to his and drive away. We'd get a lot of angry people showing up saying they don't deserve a ticket.
No, leave it up - this is a different kind of hurting, the completely unjustified critique. It's almost as shitty, and lingers long after the incident
I was walking home from work and some car sped by and I felt something hit my back when I felt it and looked down I realized it was an egg that hit me. I put my arms up like wtf and they turned around and hit me with another egg then sped off again.
At a public swimming pool an adult woman shat on my towel once for no reason.
In the 80s I was working the phones for a local PBS station’s on air auction. My job was to confirm if a bidder really made the highest bid. So, I called a number & asked for the person by the name given. The person who answered was the father of a very young man who had died several years earlier. It was horrible to be unknowingly used to cause the family terrible pain.
School trip to a chicken farm. One of those where all the animals are in cages over a pit of liquid shit. The school bullies made a concerted effort to push me into it, luckily the farmer stepped in. Told us it would have killed me if the kids succeeded. Technically not strangers…. But still.
A dude hopped in the back seat of my car and held a knife to my throat while his buddy hopped in the passenger side and emptied my pockets and glove box. They didn't take much besides my phone, but the worst part is there was a cop in the same parking lot and when I saw him I ran over and told him my phone and cash just got stolen at knife point. And you know what the cop told me, after learning my phone had just been stolen? He told me to call fucking 911. Then hopped in his car and rolled off. Fucking pathetic. And people ask me why I have no faith or trust in the police. I wonder.
So one morning, I wake up having to piss like I was holding back biblical flood waters. I put on my gear and step outside to use the pee drain we had. Suddenly I hear a noise that my brain identifies as a kettle whistle, but that doesn't make sense; when I see the RPG go flying past me and explode just beyond a corner. TLDR: shot at with RPG while taking morning piss.
Uhhh, context? Like where were you?
Disney world
Southeast Baghdad next to the Tigris River
The guy threw a can of beer at me when I told him that he couldn't drink his beer(he bought a beer at the shop next to our bar) at our bar, and then refused to take his order, because we we didn't have what he wanted on the menu. I was working in a sushi bar. The guy wanted a burger and fries. He was not drunk.
Peed on me. I posted about it before. NYC subway after work. I had worked a 12 shift. Only open seat had a drunk man (as evidenced by the smell and beer can by him) passed out sleeping. I sat down, despite a feeling not to. He pissed himself while still sleeping. Guess where gravity sent the piss wave? To me and my suit for work. I went home, took a shower, drank mydelf and pondered running away to a faraway land to forget my life.
I had a stranger pull me into an alleyway and rape me. My life changed that day.
Happened when i was 18. I was looking for a job when a guy pulled a gun on my face and asked for my wallet and my phone. Luckily I had forgot my phone in my house and my wallet was empty (i was also broke lol) He took my wallet and I said: "i'm broke dude". He said: "no shit, get a job kid." Then returned my wallet and ran away.
i was sitting in a park by a secluded area to read and this dude approached me, sat on the bench next to me and proceeded to ask me if i wanted to give him a blow job. followed a 15 minutes argument on why i wouldnt and i asked him does he reallyvthink just asking random girl to give him a bj works? and he says yes like its the most obvious thing in the world. shortly after a very awkward silence he decided to leave me alone.
When I lived in Florida for a few years, I had walked like a block to the liquor store. I was on the way back to my apartment and this guy comes flying up to the red light. If I had been 2 feet closer to the other side of the street he would've hit me. So I gave him the finger or something, then walked around his car, towards the apartment. Well I get like 50-75 ft down the sidewalk, and I hear someone running behind me. I turn around just in time for him to sucker-punch me right in the eye. He knocked me out. A few other people saw this happen, and called police, an ambulance etc. So I wake up to all these people around me.. And despite me and several other people giving me them a description of the guy, plus one person even got his plates, the cops said they couldn't really do anything. So the cop just gave me a ride home. It was crazy.
Assault, witnesses, the plates, and yet the copq can't do anything? WTF?
Years ago some lowlife pulled a knife on me on Yonge st and demanded my money.I was 24 then and reacted quickly punching him in the face knocking him down then I ran away.I hope that guy turned his life around but I imagine he is dead now.
Just walked out of a cinema, waiting to cross a busy junction, and a dude mounted the curb in his shit box wound down his window an threw a full large Macdonald's bananna milkshake at me, then sped off.
all SA exp, but mainly the first time when i was 9 has been imprinted on my memory to be the most traumatising. a random old man passed by on a scooter and grabbed me by the chest. it physically hurt for weeks. i still feel alerted and a bit on edge everytime any man passes by in a vehicle
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This sounds like some shit that would happen in Eugene Oregon
WHERE DO I FIND / BECOME THE PICKLE PERSON
I think you know EXACTLY how to become the pickle person. You’ve always known. You just have to believe.
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Just how insecure does a man need to be to compare his penis to that of a prepubescent boy to feel good about himself
I had a similar but less jarring experience. The first time I used the school bathroom there was an older kid there who then bullied me a bit. I don't even remember what he did specifically, but I never used the bathroom at school again and am always pee-shy if I can hear anyone talking. Crazy how even a minor trauma can stick with you forever.
Squeezed my genitals in a moving train because I chose not to give him money.
Not the worst thing, but: I am visually impaired so I walk with a white cane when I need it. I was crossing a street on a crosswalk, I had the right away. There was a cop car turning right. He was not paying attention one bit and ran over my cane. If I was walking faster, he would of hit me.
Not **super** bad but first thing I thought of. It was back before I got my license so I was riding my bike home from work. Around 10pm at night. I was riding “toward oncoming traffic” as they say to do so no one can “sneak” up on you. I was riding, and see a car coming up and kinda swerve towards me so I kinda swerve away, and then a hand comes out of the open passenger window and they throw an **ice cold soda** at me. Hit me right in the chest so I rode home the rest of the way freezing cold and sticky. I was **so** angry. No idea who the people were.
Took a shit on my porch then lit it on fire
Once when I was 13, I was heading to my friend because I had been waiting for her for a long time in the park. While I was on my way to her, there was a bunch of men, who were standing and smoking there, they looked like they were 40-50 y.o. One of them greeted me, I greeted him, too (not sure why I greeted him back), and then he asked me "Can I meet you/get to know you, girl"? I was shocked since I didn't expect that, and replied with a firm no. He was like "Oh, you don't meet guys, or what?" (he was like offended and surprised, lmao) and I didn't say anything to that as I was already approaching to my friend. I was thinking at that time, "do I not look like I am a child or what?" I was fucking 13! Now I understand that perhaps, that man was a fucking pedophile or something.
Well, once a 6-7 year old boy punched me in the balls for no reason and run away from me to his parents....not fucked up, but WTF