Random stuff ever happen to you?
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My mind was blown.
I think the guy who caused it had planned it beforehand, but I was certainly not ready for it!
I think the guy who caused it had planned it beforehand, but I was certainly not ready for it!
I was sitting in a lecture last week when some guy goes running past the window shouting about how he's king of the fish people.
True story.
Seriously, don't do drugs.
True story.
Seriously, don't do drugs.
I was walking through a school carpark near my house at night when a cat walked out of a bush, turned towards me, did a forward tumble then just walked away into a different bush. Most surreal experience of my life.
I...err...that is actually pretty awesome.Double A said:
Weirdest thing thats happened to me a in while was when I was in Venice. Some homeless guy on the path alongside the Doge's palace was running about barking (yes barking) at the stall owners and tourists and everyone was just ignoring him. He ran up to me and barked in my face...so I..um barked back...loudly.
He looked somewhat taken aback by this, and within moments all the traders and several tourists also started barking at him and this seemed to set everyone else off too, they kept doing this until he ran off. It was weird - yet I am strangely proud of what I appeared to have started.
And yes, this ACTUALLY happened - its not some bizarre easter egg from Assassin's Creed 2.
After getting my stuff out of my locker I turned around and noticed a lot of chocolate bars lying about. I left them there, might have been poisoned.
I was coming out of the bathroom in a Wendy's when a man in a red suit and ski mask ran inside and made a line for the other exit. Moments later a man dressed as an engineer ran in after and screamed "Stop him! He sapped my sentry!"
They exited the Wendy's and ran into a nearby grocery store.
They exited the Wendy's and ran into a nearby grocery store.
A few years ago I was taking the buss home from high school, my buddy sitting next to me suddenly turns to me and says rather loudly: "Remember when you killed that guy in Jacksonville?" Every person on the bus turned to look at us and I responded by saying "I thought we weren't ever going to talk about that."
Everyone looked away in sheer terror...
All you need is to learn how to react quickly enough, and everyone will be feeding from your hands...
Everyone looked away in sheer terror...
All you need is to learn how to react quickly enough, and everyone will be feeding from your hands...
I have a schizophrenic guy beside me claiming he's the original Adam, my name is Sheila Breton, we're married, I'm a certified doctor who exhumes the graves of the recently deceased and transplants their brains into my sister, Rose. Oh, and did I mention he's a mountain lion who was created by a chameleon?
Yes, I'm serious, and I think I won.
Yes, I'm serious, and I think I won.
That wasn't random...I spent months planning that cheerio's stunt.Double A said:
I don't think "random" is the right word, especially when describing peoples actions...they're selected, surely?...the opposite of random.
Anyway, unusual things happen to me. There is a homeless man named Neil where I live, he introduces himself to me everytime I see him, as though we'd never met before. I get the feeling he likes to screw with people(he told my friend that his eyes looked like fried eggs...it's also possible that he's on hard drugs, but I think he is probably lucid).
Anyway, the first day I started a job at a DIY store(my first proper job), he introduced himself to me for the first of many times. He stopped me dead in the street, put his hand on my heart, and stared at me for about 15 seconds...then asked "why aren't you scared of me, boy?" I didn't really have an answer...
Time goes by, and before I know it...I've used up almost my entire lunch break talking to Neil. Before I could escape he put his hand on my shoulder, and told me to quit my job(which was strange, because I hadn't mentioned a job...nor was I wearing a uniform, and he's never said anything about jobs to me since).
I quit the job, and I think it was a wise decision. I have another job now, which is less depressing. I'm not saying that Neil is my guardian angel, but he definitly is.
...what was the point of this again?
I was stood outside my work place waiting for it to open one day, when two old women, each with some form of zimmer-trolley, stopped dead in front of me after approaching from different directions. One of them then put a bag of sweets in the others trolley thing and then they just carried on moving in their respective directions. No words. No glances. Just some kind of shady confectionary deal.
My friend started to tell a story with "I got out of bed..." and he never finished. I laughed so hard at "I got out of bed" and I don't even know why. It was very fun.
Also we played D&D after school today, and somehow one of the party members that was an elf turned into a dwarf.
Also we played D&D after school today, and somehow one of the party members that was an elf turned into a dwarf.
I do enough random stuff by myself to keep myself entertained for years to come. But my weirdness is nothing compared to ol'Furb there
*Laughs!* wow.. I don't even know what to say to that.Double A said:
You should put that on a t-shirt or something.
I have scary people approach me all the time asking all sorts of questions.. Like I actually know anything (like seriously.. while driving people will pull alongside me to ask directions or stop me in parking lots asking how to disable car alarms or who knows what).
Yeah, could you not do that again? My mother was there, and she's scared shitless of russians. We had to throw seven people out of that meeting, and my mother refuses to go back to her house.Furburt said:
No, really, I'm a wierdness magnet. Doesn't help that I'm an odd fella without it.
By way of an (re: several) example (re:examples):
-Electronics in particular work really well around me. One of my mother's friends insisted that her and I didn't leave because her microwave was working for the first time in three years. I can get damn near anything to work, to some random guy's remote, to a broken gameboy, to a laptop that hadn't turned on in three years (courtesy my father). Only thing I can't get to work properly is cars.
-Animals fucking hate me. I was attacked by four dogs in one week once. The only animals that don't attack me on sight are animals that I associate with people I care about, and even that only works half the time.
-Weird people seem do be drawn to me, too. My best friend is a 6'6, 300 pound guy who doesn't believe in free will, my former neigbor was eerily like Mr. Rogers, and other people I hang out with include a 22 year old priest, a transvestite zookeeper, and...Mike. Don't get me started on Mike. Hell, even the time I got pizza, the guy who delivered it was more piercing than man.
-People tell me they act differently around me, and the people that know them say the same. I can't say how because I don't know how, but more than a few people have backed it up.
Amongst other things. Apologies Abound