NationStates Jolt Archive

Here is a thread to post weird funny things that have happened in your life.

If it's too long, don't post it.

Mine:

Today, I had tomato juice and I swallowed it wrong and got it in my nose.

On the way to my grandma's birthday, a guy in the car ahead of us was mooning the person in the right lane.

I was bored and hungry the other day so i invented an awesome new snack... it involves putting spreadable cheese on a cracker, adding tomato puree and then topping off with chilli puree. Delicious...

I was bored (again) and waiting to be picked up, so i was on the side of the street and found that if you stare at a car's driver, 90% of the time they'll look at you until they go past, increasingly uncomfortably. Somehow this doesn't apply if they are; a) boy racers or b) have other people in the car

I saw a UFO...

I experience deja vu alot. You might think I'm lying but I'm not. Ooh that rhymed.

I experience deja vu alot. You might think I'm lying but I'm not. Ooh that rhymed.

I know the feeling. In fact, didn't you post this before?

I know the feeling. In fact, didn't you post this before?

:)

I experience deja vu alot. You might think I'm lying but I'm not. Ooh that rhymed.

your a poet and didnt know it. oh wow, its contagious

I was attacked by a Ninja. (A real one, too!)

My parents called me a goth... o.0
I was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt. :confused:

My cat likes to get high off of catnip, but she even gets more high by rubbing against hair things I have worn.

I experience deja vu alot. You might think I'm lying but I'm not. Ooh that rhymed.
I get deja vu so often it's starting to freak me out a little

Me too. It makes me wonder if people really do have past lives.

I have deja vu and amnesia.

I get deja vu so often it's starting to freak me out a little

it sometimes involves people i didn't know before, which is really wierd.

That's really weird. I have to admit I do have a slight belief in past lives.

i don't quite believe in past lives per se, but i admit that there's a strong possibility.

A dog followed me & my friends for 7 hours while trekking up a hill in Nepal. Then followed us all the way to the motel. When we arrived, the dog mysteriously dissapeared. Did help us against a crazy cow. :D

That is very strange. I hate when you turn around and things are not there.

a while ago i was thinkin about callin a friend of mine, and my brother walked in and asked if i wanted to talk to him 'cause he was on the phone.

My brother and I saw a van driving with their right wheels on the median strip down the middle of the road. The left set of wheels were actually on the road!!

Oh, and I almost had a head-on collision with a P-plater driving the wrong way up an entry ramp into a chopping centre carpark - he didn't see the "no entry" sign at the bottom...

That is very strange. I hate when you turn around and things are not there.I hate it when you think someone's whispering your name, but there's no-one else in your room ...

My fan makes a lot of noise and it sounds like a flute.

I once searched for a street in a distant town, I had little hope to find it (I suck at such things). I looked to the name of the street I was in, to orientate myself. It was the street I looked.

A shape of the US is indented into my door. It almost looks like someone indented it from the inside, but you can't tell by looking at the door whether or not this is how it got there. My house also use to a military barge during Vietnam.

Yesterday, I threw my phone in my room, and it hit off the 'on' button on my stereo, so at the same time, the radio went on and the phone seperated into 2 pieces that bounced to opposite sides of the room.

Also, this morning the doorbell rang but there was nobody there, and no footprints in the snow.

Have I told you guys I lived in a Poltergeist house? Wake up every morning and all the furniture's all around.

Though my dad did try and catch it in the act by staying up and seeing whats going on, but nothing happened that night. All the nights he did try and stay up to see the ghost nothing happened :(

eww...

When the dishes are washed at my house, we put the strainer inside the sink which is about 3/4 a foot deep, and every so often a dish will fall on one of my cats when everyone's asleep or gone. I'll go in to see what happened, but nothing will have changed except the cat and the dish will both be on the floor.

I have my cat on me and he smells like fart.

remember what THE DOCTOR said. "when the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."

god bless hunter s thompson

lol. welcome to the forum.

I have my cat on me and he smells like fart.
Is it me or is THAT funny!

I'm scratching my back with the backscratcher currently as we speak..

And the more I scratch.. the itchier it's getting. :(

a while ago i was thinkin about callin a friend of mine, and my brother walked in and asked if i wanted to talk to him 'cause he was on the phone.
This is a classic example of selective memory.
You probably have thought hundreds of times of phoning your friend (I mean, he's your friend so of course you call him or think of calling him often and vice versa) but only remember the times that coincide with thinking of calling him and he calls you first.
If you were thinking of someone you don't know and they phoned you, that would be weird.

I've often found that whenever things are going really really shitty for me, something good always occurs. I know it'll happen, but never rely on it because I'm afraid it'll ruin the karma thing going on.
As an example, last year I applied to teach in Hong Kong and was accepted. Took them 3 months to process my application, during which they kept telling me things were fine. So I packed my job in, bought a air ticket and sold my car. Day after I quit I got an email from them saying because it had taken so long to process my application they could no longer guarantee me a position.
Next day I get an email from a job site I'd signed up for with a position teaching in HK, which I immediately applied for and got. If it had been sent two days earlier I'd have deleted it without a second thought.
Likewise this year, 2 days after I'd been made redundant I read in the paper that the HK govt is looking for more teachers to start asap, and not in the new school year (August) as is usual. I rang them up and have had a couple of interviews already.
Today I've been offered a job in a private centre just 2 days before I finish up at work - and have got 3 other interviews lined up this week after having none for the last 4 weeks which was starting to worry me. I'd still prefer a school position though (better holidays!).

Another example - 2 weeks after my g/f left me a few years ago, and I was on the dole and having to pay the rent for a whole house (which accounted for most of my dole) someone I kinda of knew (through a friend of a friend sort of thing) rang me up and asked me if I wanted a job at the local newspaper. He'd been offered by the supervisor, whom he knew, but turned it down as he had a job already. But he remembered that I was into Photoshop so got hold of my number and gave me a call. It was just weird cause I barely knew him, and couldn't see any real reason why he would think of me in this situation. It was crap hours (working nights) and pretty low wages, so I wouldn't have taken it if my g/f hadn't dumped me.
And because of getting that job, I met my next g/f (at a charity yacht race the paper sponsored) and through her met my current g/f, which is why I'm over here in HK right now. So a nice little 'What if' time sequence there.

Originally posted by Me
My cat likes to get high off of catnip, but she even gets more high by rubbing against hair things I have worn.

I smelled my hair today, I have to admit my cat has good taste.

My brother has a nubbin.

My brother has a nubbin.
:confused:
What is "nubbin"?

A third nipple.

My cat likes to get high off of catnip, but she even gets more high by rubbing against hair things I have worn.

Mine, too! Since I got my hair cut, my cat has been stealing my scrunchies. I find them all over the house, or he will bring them to me like it was some great beast he just caught!

When I was a kid I often went fishing with my grandfather. Typically we'd go beach fishing for whiting or tailor, at any rate one morning a freak wave shot up the beach and washed most of the smaller fishing gear away including a wooden chopping board we used to cut up the bait.

Anyway, forward to a couple of years later and I went on a holiday with my parents to a coastal location (but a good 100km away from the fishing spot) and we went for a walk along the beach. I'd originally decided not to go but changed my mind at the last minute. While we were walking I spotted an odd object floating in and out with the waves... the wooden cutting board my grandfather and I used to cut up bait! I recognised it by the distinctive patterns of the stains and cuts.

Pretty cool if you ask me.

That is cool. Did yo read about my door?

I don't have many funny weird happenings, but I have some mildly creepy weird ones:

I was in a movie rental shop a few days ago. DVD boxes kept on falling off the shelves after I had taken them down, and I guessed it was because of bad shelf design or something. Except the odd thing was, they weren't falling down when anyone else put them back. I put a DVD box back on the shelf after looking at it. I started walking away, and something hit me in the back of the head really hard. I fell down. I got up, looked behind me, and saw the DVD box on the floor. It had flown from the shelf with enough force to leave a bruise. I had at first thought that someone had thrown it at me to be "funny", but then I looked back and realized the shelf it was on was against the wall and nobody could have thrown it or anything.

Another one was about a month ago. I put a Mountain Dew on the table, and turned around. I heard a sound like the crack of a whip and felt a few sharp things stab me. I turned around, and the bottle had simply exploded it. Much of the material was actually no longer there, I could only find a few shards other than the ones that had stabbed into me.

Creepy stuff. Lots of things like that happen to me.

That is cool. Did yo read about my door?


Yes I did, wasn't too sure what you meant by being unable to determine how the mark got there. Care to expand on that? :)

It's indented into the door. It's not a mark, It's actually apart of the door. It would have had to been indented from the inside of the door. It also has the great lakes on it.

It's indented into the door. It's not a mark, It's actually apart of the door. It would have had to been indented from the inside of the door. It also has the great lakes on it.

So someone basically hurled a rather solid map of the USA at the door? :D

Pretty fascinating. What kind of house do you have if it was barge?

Not quite, it's smaller than the size of your fist.

Here's another good one:
A few months ago, I was sitting on my couch and trying to cut open a box. I slipped and cut my arm.
At that very moment, every light in my house blew out. I had to stumble to the bathroom and get a rag to soak up blood with as I looked for a flashlight. I later found out that almost all of the appliances I had plugged in were unusable. I figured it was a power surge, until I stepped outside and everybody else's house looked normal. I went to a few neighbors and asked, and nothing had happened to them.

That is pretty strange.

Not quite, it's smaller than the size of your fist.

I never said it had to be huge :)

And you didn't answer my question :p

I'm just saying no map is that small. They turned them into duplexes. They have crawl spaces in the basement, and in my neighbors house you could crawl into the shed and there was a tunnel that lead to the crawl space. None of the other duplexes were like that though.

When I was 5, my kitten got lost. We found it later and it had drowned in a drainage ditch. I bawled most of the night. When I got up in the mornig I told my mom I wasn't sad anymore. She asked me why and I told her because daddy and I were going to the post office to get more. She tought nothing of it until my dad and I came back. Somebody had abandoned two cats at the post-office and we brought them home.

That's sweet!