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There are ... weird people out there.
Which in itself is nothing new, I know, but they do keep popping up in the oddest places doing things you just never would expect, and try as you might, they ust don't make sense. But they can be highly annoying indeed.

My latest run-in with a member of the species was yesterday. My BF and me had been to an information evening on affordable housing and mortgages in town, and decided to go for some Mexican food afterwards.
It was a smallish place, just 5 or 6 tables in the room. 3 or so of them were occupied, among them the table next to us. There were two middle-aged women sitting opposite one another.
While we were waiting for our food, we started to go through all the information material we had picked up, discussing several options and locations, when one of the women next to us pulled a small stack of paper out of her bag and started to read something out to the other woman.
I wasn't paying attention at first, but her voice grew louder and louder, until I found it rather hard to understand what my BF was saying. I turned around, and noticed that what she was reading out was in fact a prayer of some sort.
Rather cliche in style, but rather longish. I can't say when exactly she started, but from the moment I started listening until she eventually finished, some 20 minutes had passed, and we were tucking into our food by then.

Now, don't get me wrong. I would have found it equally weird if she had read from "Das Kapital" or "The Lord of the Rings"... why the hell would anybody go to a restaurant to read something out to somebody else that takes well over 20 bloody minutes? Why not let the other person read for herself? And why shout loud enough to disturb everybody else in the place?

Weirdos....

So, what kind of weirdos have you run into recently? Let's hear some stories about human irrational behaviour!

There are ...(.......)ational behaviour!

A few days back I noticed in "The Corkman" an article about a case where two young women beat up and hospitalised a blacksmith. I point this out to highlight that location has a bearing on things.

I am the weirdo other people run into. *adjusts jockstrap on head*

A few days back I noticed in "The Corkman" an article about a case where two young women beat up and hospitalised a blacksmith. I point this out to highlight that location has a bearing on things.

More weirdos here than elsewhere, hm?

I am the weirdo other people run into. *adjusts jockstrap on head*

No doubt... but there is a difference between being funny weird, and just being pointlessly irritating.
See, if you had done that in a restaurant, I would imagine you'd pick a text like, say, a Bush-speech, or maybe a porn short story or something. Which would have been funny.

No doubt... but there is a difference between being funny weird, and just being pointlessly irritating.
See, if you had done that in a restaurant, I would imagine you'd pick a text like, say, a Bush-speech, or maybe a porn short story or something. Which would have been funny.

Inappropriate songs are a good choice too. *nod*

I met this dyslexic man at a bra...

I met this dyslexic man at a bra...

Was it a sport bra or a night bra?

Oh, me, me, me!

I'm writing this from a university computer. About two hours ago, I left a seminar to go to the bathroom, where I encountered a woman who looked about 35 years old, who appeared to splash some water into her face at the sinks. I did my business and went to the sinks to wash my hands. Said woman was still vigorously washing her face, which I thought odd, but not all too weird. I mean, it's really hot today. Anyhow, so I have this disability that means I have no fingers on my left hand, and she suddenly looks up and asks me "So what happened to your hand?". I know many people consider that rude, but I really don't care, I just went on to explain and wanted to leave afterwards. But she (face dripping, staring at me) suddenly snapped out of our shared reality and told me how my mother had probably taken thalidomide (I'm 22, so no), and when I said that I was 22 and therefore not eligible for such things anymore*, she made the noteworthy remark "I may be 44, but I'm still younger than you". I smiled politely and made for the door, but she kept yelling "I'm younger than you!" after me. Yes. I found that rather weird.

*Yes, I know age has nothing to do with deformations due to thalidomide, but one can assume that the substance has not been used by mothers-to-be in the eighties in Germany when its side effects have been widely known.

I met this dyslexic man at a bra...

Lets hope he gets the support he needs....

Oh, me, me, me!

I'm writing this from a university computer. About two hours ago, I left a seminar to go to the bathroom, where I encountered a woman who looked about 35 years old, who appeared to splash some water into her face at the sinks. I did my business and went to the sinks to wash my hands. Said woman was still vigorously washing her face, which I thought odd, but not all too weird. I mean, it's really hot today. Anyhow, so I have this disability that means I have no fingers on my left hand, and she suddenly looks up and asks me "So what happened to your hand?". I know many people consider that rude, but I really don't care, I just went on to explain and wanted to leave afterwards. But she (face dripping, staring at me) suddenly snapped out of our shared reality and told me how my mother had probably taken thalidomide (I'm 22, so no), and when I said that I was 22 and therefore not eligible for such things anymore*, she made the noteworthy remark "I may be 44, but I'm still younger than you". I smiled politely and made for the door, but she kept yelling "I'm younger than you!" after me. Yes. I found that rather weird.

*Yes, I know age has nothing to do with deformations due to thalidomide, but one can assume that the substance has not been used by mothers-to-be in the eighties in Germany when its side effects have been widely known.

Ok... that is definitely weird.

I met this dyslexic man at a bra...

I wonder if it is the same chap I know, a barrister who studied at the bra?

So, what kind of weirdos have you run into recently? Let's hear some stories about human irrational behaviour!
This guy decided it would be a good idea to stand too close to me on a relatively empty S-Bahn station until I gave him a harsh look. Maybe he wasn't being weird though and only wanted to rob me.

I used to work in a hospital, and one day I'm troting down the hall on my way to a job whne this little old lady stopped me.

Asking or directions I thought, so I stopped and waited for her to ask me questions.

She said "uncle Joe, where have you been? Mums been so worried about you, come on come home with me back to mum's'

I told her politly that I'm not your uncle Joe, love, and started to walk away, she chaseed me down the corridor shouting "Uncle Joe, come back, come back Uncle Joe"

This guy decided it would be a good idea to stand too close to me on a relatively empty S-Bahn station until I gave him a harsh look. Maybe he wasn't being weird though and only wanted to rob me.

Or fuck you.

Prude.

Or fuck you.

Prude.
I was heading to a birthday party. And there I was Lt. Nately, and he only has eyes for Nately's Girl.

I wonder if it is the same chap I know, a barrister who studied at the bra?

Did he suffer from dailysex too?

I've been working at a hotel for almost three years now, and you meet ALL types of people at this job...

http://img.skitch.com/20080201-n5ndu5aje58gymcdp87frw3ixm.preview.jpg

I was heading to a birthday party. And there I was Lt. Nately, and he only has eyes for Nately's Girl.

Yossarian will never be the same..

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*flies around*

someone who wrote us an angry letter recently, complaining that her direct debit (which she was paying to us) had bounced.

we actually have a folder called 'nutters' on our companies' file server...

I had a chap come in for an eye test which he had booked and arrived at the correct time for.

Him - "I don't want an eye test, can you put lenses into this frame?"

Me - "Have you got a prescription?"

Him - "Yes" Hands me prescription

Me - "This prescription is from 2001, as prescriptions are only valid for a maximum of two years you'll need to have a test."

Him - "I won't bother then"

Me - "You're entitled to an NHS test so you don't have to pay and really should have an eye test to check your eyes are healthy. Nobody is going to do what you want without an up to date prescription. You can go right in now and get it done in the appointment that you booked"

Him "No I won't bother, what do I owe you?"

Me "We haven't done anything and if we had done a test you wouldn't have to pay anyway because you're entitled to a free one."

Him - "Right. Bye"

Confused me.

I had a chap come in for an eye test which he had booked and arrived at the correct time for.

Him - "I don't want an eye test, can you put lenses into this frame?"

Me - "Have you got a prescription?"

Him - "Yes" Hands me prescription

Me - "This prescription is from 2001, as prescriptions are only valid for a maximum of two years you'll need to have a test."

Him - "I won't bother then"

Me - "You're entitled to an NHS test so you don't have to pay and really should have an eye test to check your eyes are healthy. Nobody is going to do what you want without an up to date prescription. You can go right in now and get it done in the appointment that you booked"

Him "No I won't bother, what do I owe you?"

Me "We haven't done anything and if we had done a test you wouldn't have to pay anyway because you're entitled to a free one."

Him - "Right. Bye"

Confused me.

He didn't study. :p

I used to work on the complaints desk at my local council, and can remember this lady telling me that the pavement near her house was uneven and this was particularly dangerous for her since she was housebound... she then offered to drop in with photographs of the offending pavement :p

someone who wrote us an angry letter recently, complaining that her direct debit (which she was paying to us) had bounced.

we actually have a folder called 'nutters' on our companies' file server..."Loony bin" seems so much more appropriate, though.

When I'm out on the weekends, and I'm eating in a restaurant in Virginia, I often run into people who are unaware of the local laws.

I'm sitting at my table, and I hear a group at another table talking anxiously about the fact that I'm openly wearing my 1911 on my hip. They whisper, deciding whether or not to call the police. Sometimes they talk in whispers to the waitress, who tells them that the owner doesn't have a problem with it.

Most of the time, they call the police. When the police tell them that it isn't illegal, they very vocally freak out, so that everyone in the place can hear them.

At that point, I quietly laugh derisively, as do the other armed friends at my table.

Several times, the police have actually come, only to lecture the people who called on the legality of open carry, especially by people who already have a concealed carry permit.

I was eating in this restaurant in Virginia the other day and there were a load of weirdos with guns sat at the next table.

I had a chap come in for an eye test which he had booked and arrived at the correct time for.

Him - "I don't want an eye test, can you put lenses into this frame?"

Me - "Have you got a prescription?"

Him - "Yes" Hands me prescription

Me - "This prescription is from 2001, as prescriptions are only valid for a maximum of two years you'll need to have a test."

Him - "I won't bother then"

Me - "You're entitled to an NHS test so you don't have to pay and really should have an eye test to check your eyes are healthy. Nobody is going to do what you want without an up to date prescription. You can go right in now and get it done in the appointment that you booked"

Him "No I won't bother, what do I owe you?"

Me "We haven't done anything and if we had done a test you wouldn't have to pay anyway because you're entitled to a free one."

Him - "Right. Bye"

Confused me.

Sounds like he was seized by embarrassment more than anything.

I used to work in a hospital, and one day I'm troting down the hall on my way to a job whne this little old lady stopped me...
Aww, poor old dear.

She's not weird, just going a bit dotty.

I was eating in this restaurant in Virginia the other day and there were a load of weirdos with guns sat at the next table.

Bet you were shocked!

I was at the Iguatemi Mall last week when I've came across the strangest guy. I was at the bathroom washing my hands when this come guys in and starts talking to himself. Loudly enough to everyone in the bathroom feel uncomfortable. He would say something along these lines:

'Saulo is in the men's bathroom. In the men's bathroom he is!'
'This place is so smelly Ha Ha Ha!'
'Saulo is going to pee.'
'Oh Saulo pees so fast! Ha ha ha'
'There are so many men in the men's bathroom!'
'Saulo doesn't like using this bathroom! But he needs to use it!'
'Oh oh I'm done! Saulo is going to wash his hands!'
'Oh now Saulo is going to dry his hands!'
'Saulo is leaving the bathroom!'

Me and everyone in the bathroom was like :eek::confused: lol.

After the mall I went to the supermarket. So I was in the line to pay for my groceries when I hear:
'Saulo is in the line!'
'Saulo likes this song! Oh he likes it so much!'
'Hey lady! Who are you?' - The girl was like:confused: lol.

He was with his mom so I think he has some kind of problem. But he's really funny and literally speaks what's on his mind lol.

I met this guy. He talked to me, and I talked to him. We're the same person. Does that make me crazy, weird or both? :)

...

Wait a minute, WHAT?!?

I was at the Iguatemi Mall last week when I've came across the strangest guy. I was at the bathroom washing my hands when this come guys in and starts talking to himself. Loudly enough to everyone in the bathroom feel uncomfortable. He would say something along these lines:

'Saulo is in the men's bathroom. In the men's bathroom he is!'
'This place is so smelly Ha Ha Ha!'
'Saulo is going to pee.'
'Oh Saulo pees so fast! Ha ha ha'
'There are so many men in the men's bathroom!'
'Saulo doesn't like using this bathroom! But he needs to use it!'
'Oh oh I'm done! Saulo is going to wash his hands!'
'Oh now Saulo is going to dry his hands!'
'Saulo is leaving the bathroom!'

Me and everyone in the bathroom was like :eek::confused: lol.

After the mall I went to the supermarket. So I was in the line to pay for my groceries when I hear:
'Saulo is in the line!'
'Saulo likes this song! Oh he likes it so much!'
'Hey lady! Who are you?' - The girl was like:confused: lol.

He was with his mom so I think he has some kind of problem. But he's really funny and literally speaks what's on his mind lol.
Autistic?

I don't think so. He was very talkative and looked in to everyone's eyes.

"Loony bin" seems so much more appropriate, though.

cgi_bin always makes me think of the loony bin ;)

I don't think so. He was very talkative and looked in to everyone's eyes.

It could be a variation of Tourette's.

When I'm out on the weekends, and I'm eating in a restaurant in Virginia, I often run into people who are unaware of the local laws.

I'm sitting at my table, and I hear a group at another table talking anxiously about the fact that I'm openly wearing my 1911 on my hip. They whisper, deciding whether or not to call the police. Sometimes they talk in whispers to the waitress, who tells them that the owner doesn't have a problem with it.

Most of the time, they call the police. When the police tell them that it isn't illegal, they very vocally freak out, so that everyone in the place can hear them.

At that point, I quietly laugh derisively, as do the other armed friends at my table.

Several times, the police have actually come, only to lecture the people who called on the legality of open carry, especially by people who already have a concealed carry permit.

Yep, I would think you're a weirdo, too.

Yep, I would think you're a weirdo, too.
I wouldn't. A bit too proud of that gun of yours, maybe, but weird? Nah.

I wouldn't. A bit too proud of that gun of yours, maybe, but weird? Nah.

People sporting weapons in ordinary restaurants tend to strike me as weird.

People sporting weapons in ordinary restaurants tend to strike me as weird.

Meh. Not so much here. Unless they had an Assault rifle slung over their back, I probably wouldn't think it weird.

When I'm out on the weekends, and I'm eating in a restaurant in Virginia, I often run into people who are unaware of the local laws.

I'm sitting at my table, and I hear a group at another table talking anxiously about the fact that I'm openly wearing my 1911 on my hip. They whisper, deciding whether or not to call the police. Sometimes they talk in whispers to the waitress, who tells them that the owner doesn't have a problem with it.

Most of the time, they call the police. When the police tell them that it isn't illegal, they very vocally freak out, so that everyone in the place can hear them.

At that point, I quietly laugh derisively, as do the other armed friends at my table.

Several times, the police have actually come, only to lecture the people who called on the legality of open carry, especially by people who already have a concealed carry permit.

You and your friends just want to be cowboys don't you?

It's ok, we all wanted to be cowboys when we we 9 years old as well. You'll grow out of it soon.

People in general creep me out.

Most recently I was at a children's fair doing balloon animals when this kid's dad comes up to me and whispers "I've always wanted to fuck a clown"


what the hell dude?! do you have nothing better to do than sexually harrass me at work? in front of your kids?!

eww!

People in general creep me out.

Most recently I was at a children's fair doing balloon animals when this kid's dad comes up to me and whispers "I've always wanted to fuck a clown"


what the hell dude?! do you have nothing better to do than sexually harrass me at work? in front of your kids?!

eww!

I'm much, much more disturbed that anyone could perceive a clown as a sexual being. You must have been totally smokin' in the big shoes and red nose.

I'm much, much more disturbed that anyone could perceive a clown as a sexual being. You must have been totally smokin' in the big shoes and red nose.

Dude, people are furries, it's probably some fucked up extension of that.

Dude, people are furries, it's probably some fucked up extension of that.

We'll call then "Custards" or perhaps "Seltzers".

I'm sitting at my table, and I hear a group at another table talking anxiously about the fact that I'm openly wearing my 1911 on my hip.

I'd be more worried if you were wearing a 2012. At least you're sporting the past, and not the future.

Dude, people are furries, it's probably some fucked up extension of that.

Maybe it's just me, but I heard about clown lust long before I heard of furries...somehow the attraction to clowns seems more natural to me (though I'm not personally either attracted or phobic of them). At least they're vaguely human.

8Maybe it's just me, but I heard about clown lust long before I heard of furries...somehow the attraction to clowns seems more natural to me (though I'm not personally either attracted or phobic of them). At least they're vaguely human.

Clowns are just scary.

Then again I read IT aged 10.

*ambles off to find a therapist*

Maybe it's just me, but I heard about clown lust long before I heard of furries...somehow the attraction to clowns seems more natural to me (though I'm not personally either attracted or phobic of them). At least they're vaguely human.

Don't worry, we won't tell

Maybe it's just me, but I heard about clown lust long before I heard of furries...somehow the attraction to clowns seems more natural to me (though I'm not personally either attracted or phobic of them). At least they're vaguely human.
but only vaguely. :p


Clowns are just scary.

Then again I read IT aged 10.

*ambles off to find a therapist*

*chases you with balloon poodles and multi-colored scarfs*

You and your friends just want to be cowboys don't you?

It's ok, we all wanted to be cowboys when we we 9 years old as well. You'll grow out of it soon.

:rolleyes: yes, because carrying a gun is the same as being a guy who shoots first and asks questions later. carrying openly can be one of the best ways to discourage crime. But this thread isn't about gun control, so lets get back on track.

I've seen a few weird ones, mostly on the job.

I pulled a guy over for illegal lane change and excessive speed, run the plates and shows that he has a prior for DUI.
me: Have you been drinking tonight sir?
him: (grins, looks disorinted): Nope!
me: You haven't?
Him: Nope, I've been stoned!


Another one happened a few days ago, A guy calls 911 because he is hearing a beeping in his house that he can't identity. I get sent out, show up, and after a bit of poking around his house, find his cell phone, which is out of batteries. Too bad stupidity isn't a crime.

And every fourth of July, the emergency centres get tons of calls from people wanting to know where the fireworks are.

I'd be more worried if you were wearing a 2012. At least you're sporting the past, and not the future.

There's no school like the old school.

I once had some guy masturbate onto the back of my coat arm (which I was wearing at the time) while I was on a bus. I didn't notice till he'd got off THE BUS. I had to wipe it on the seat.

I fucking hate public transport. :(

I once had some guy masturbate onto the back of my coat arm (which I was wearing at the time) while I was on a bus. I didn't notice till he'd got off. I had to wipe it on the seat.

I fucking hate public transport. :(

Can't decide on my response to this.
It's either
A: So I see you named your Nationstates account after him!
or
B: You didn't notice until he got off the bus? Or just until he got off?

Can't decide on my response to this.
It's either
A: So I see you named your Nationstates account after him!
or
B: You didn't notice until he got off the bus? Or just until he got off?

Ah. I've edited it just for you.

Ah. I've edited it just for you.

Thanks, now I feel special.

Meh. Not so much here. Unless they had an Assault rifle slung over their back, I probably wouldn't think it weird.

Openly bringing your weapons with you on your night out may be acceptable in certain states of the USA, but that doesn't mean that it's normal. It sounds pretty weird to me.

Openly bringing your weapons with you on your night out may be acceptable in certain states of the USA, but that doesn't mean that it's normal. It sounds pretty weird to me.

If you're in rural Idaho, walking around with your assault rifle isn't going to get any stares or legal attention.

If you're wearing a pistol on your hip in Virginia, you'll get stares in Northern Virginia, but not elsewhere. That's because Northern Virginia is full of Democrats who are from elsewhere originally.

If you're in rural Idaho, walking around with your assault rifle isn't going to get any stares or legal attention.

If you're wearing a pistol on your hip in Virginia, you'll get stares in Northern Virginia, but not elsewhere. That's because Northern Virginia is full of Democrats who are from elsewhere originally.

I'm from Western Maryland, and it doesn't seem weird to me. Of course, then again, it's just me, my family, and the bears/Mountain men(Sometimes it's hard to tell) out here :p. Jk.;)

Rolling squid;13810134']:rolleyes: yes, because carrying a gun is the same as being a guy who shoots first and asks questions later. carrying openly can be one of the best ways to discourage crime. But this thread isn't about gun control, so lets get back on track.

I've seen a few weird ones, mostly on the job.

I pulled a guy over for illegal lane change and excessive speed, run the plates and shows that he has a prior for DUI.
me: Have you been drinking tonight sir?
him: (grins, looks disorinted): Nope!
me: You haven't?
Him: Nope, I've been stoned!


Another one happened a few days ago, A guy calls 911 because he is hearing a beeping in his house that he can't identity. I get sent out, show up, and after a bit of poking around his house, find his cell phone, which is out of batteries. Too bad stupidity isn't a crime.

And every fourth of July, the emergency centres get tons of calls from people wanting to know where the fireworks are.

Stupidity.
Not exacly weird, just stupid.

Guys with guns in a restaurant, definitely weird, though.

If you're in rural Idaho, walking around with your assault rifle isn't going to get any stares or legal attention.


Isn't it a bit odd to go hunting with military hardware? Why not use a regular hunting rifle?

Isn't it a bit odd to go hunting with military hardware? Why not use a regular hunting rifle?

Might depend on what you're hunting. Or who, for that matter...

Isn't it a bit odd to go hunting with military hardware? Why not use a regular hunting rifle?

What if you see a whole herd of deer? Using a rifle, you might get two, three if you're good. With an assault rifle, you can get them all.

What if you see a whole herd of deer? Using a rifle, you might get two, three if you're good. With an assault rifle, you can get them all.

You would have to like venison a lot...does anyone ever really need to kill an entire herd of deer?

You would have to like venison a lot...does anyone ever really need to kill an entire herd of deer?

Which begs the question, how many people really need to kill any deer at all?

You would have to like venison a lot...does anyone ever really need to kill an entire herd of deer?

Meh the deer get no sympathy from me after causing £800 worth of damage to my car. Fast little buggers

You would have to like venison a lot...does anyone ever really need to kill an entire herd of deer?

My sarcasm is lost on this crowd.

Which begs the question, how many people really need to kill any deer at all?

Enough to keep the population in check. Due to the nature of man's hunting in the U.S. there are far less predators in the United States than are required to keep the deer population in check. Therefore, if there were no deer hunters, the deer would quickly overpopulate and starve.

My sarcasm is lost on this crowd.


That's because you aren't doing it right.

That's because you aren't doing it right.

In fact one could say:

http://content.pyzam.com/funnypics/misc/DoingItWrong6.jpg

My sarcasm is lost on this crowd.



Enough to keep the population in check. Due to the nature of man's hunting in the U.S. there are far less predators in the United States than are required to keep the deer population in check. Therefore, if there were no deer hunters, the deer would quickly overpopulate and starve.

Is that because they have all been shot?:D

Openly bringing your weapons with you on your night out may be acceptable in certain states of the USA, but that doesn't mean that it's normal. It sounds pretty weird to me.

If I were at a restaurant and observed a fellow diner wearing a gun, I would come to one of the following conclusions:

(a) The individual is an officer of a law enforcement agency, or a member of the armed forces;

(b) The individual in question has just returned from participating in an activity requiring the use of firearms, such as hunting, target shooting, or homicide;

(c) The individual in question is exceptionally paranoid or insecure and thus feels the need to keep weapons on his or her person at all times to defend him or herself.

It's not exactly weird, but it causes me to make certain assumptions in advance, which may not have been the intention of the individual carrying the firearm.

Which begs the question, how many people really need to kill any deer at all?I hope you're not suggesting deer be allowed to roam unchecked. That would be an environmental disaster of massive proportions.

I used to get strange looks for the Glock 17 I carried in Arizona, mostly from out-of-staters.

I occasionally go into one of two rants that Bill Lee would go into in the Naked Lunch movie. Other than young children, didn't matter much who were seated/standing around me. *shrug*

"all the frequie people are the beauty of the world"

it's the gratuitously (pseudo) conventional and adamant about it i'm worried about.

it may be mostly true that no liberal ever liberated anything, but its totally missing the point to fail to at least equally note, that no conservative (in any modern conventional sense of the word), knowingly and intentionally anyway, ever conserved anything either.

=^^=
.../\...

I hope you're not suggesting deer be allowed to roam unchecked. That would be an environmental disaster of massive proportions.

deer and humans both, would be "checked" by their natural preditors.

hmm, checked for what i wonder? their gender maybe?

i'm seeing in my minds eye a political cartoon of wolves and mountain lions strip searching humans and deer at border crossings into the wilderness.

=^^=
.../\...

Eating at a Denny's (to the best of my knowledge, no one was carrying a hip penis) with a friend in the middle of the night (does anyone go to Denny's when the sun is up?) with a friend. We're talking and a, let's say disheveled, woman walks by. I look up and she tells me, "Don't trip." Okay, good advice, I guess.

She moves on and I continue talking to my friend, who seems to have stopped paying attention and is instead in shock. I hear, rather loudly, "You want real, here, touch this, feel how cold this is. That's real."

I turn to see, and the woman has pulled her pants around her knees and is apparently inviting the people at the other table to feel how cold, and there for real, she is.

Good times.

I hope you're not suggesting deer be allowed to roam unchecked. That would be an environmental disaster of massive proportions.

I'm not. I'm just wondering if you really need throves of would-be Rambos stalking the woods, or if one or two trained game keepers wouldn't do a better job overall?

Eating at a Denny's (to the best of my knowledge, no one was carrying a hip penis) with a friend in the middle of the night (does anyone go to Denny's when the sun is up?) with a friend. We're talking and a, let's say disheveled, woman walks by. I look up and she tells me, "Don't trip." Okay, good advice, I guess.

She moves on and I continue talking to my friend, who seems to have stopped paying attention and is instead in shock. I hear, rather loudly, "You want real, here, touch this, feel how cold this is. That's real."

I turn to see, and the woman has pulled her pants around her knees and is apparently inviting the people at the other table to feel how cold, and there for real, she is.

Good times.So you didn't trip when she did that, right? Or, you *were* tripping, and she was a spirit guide of some sort warning you that you'd see what she was doing if you tripped again?

*snippage*

I'll be the first to admit to being a weirdo, but not that kind. And usually my weirdness does not offend others. Zealots.

"my car broke down"
"okay"
"can I have $50?"
"no"
"oh, um.....my car is broken"
"okay"
"can I have some money?"
"no"
"oh....um......my car...."
"is broken?"
"yes"
"okay, I don't know you, so go away"
"can I have $20?"
"no"

:confused:

So you didn't trip when she did that, right? Or, you *were* tripping, and she was a spirit guide of some sort warning you that you'd see what she was doing if you tripped again?

No, no-it was sound advice. I didn't trip unnecessarily. If I had, perhaps she would be compelled to show me how real she was, and no one wanted that...

No, no-it was sound advice. I didn't trip unnecessarily. If I had, perhaps she would be compelled to show me how real she was, and no one wanted that...
So she served as the warning, or the tantalization, it would appear.

Eating at a Denny's (to the best of my knowledge, no one was carrying a hip penis) with a friend in the middle of the night (does anyone go to Denny's when the sun is up?) with a friend. We're talking and a, let's say disheveled, woman walks by. I look up and she tells me, "Don't trip." Okay, good advice, I guess.

She moves on and I continue talking to my friend, who seems to have stopped paying attention and is instead in shock. I hear, rather loudly, "You want real, here, touch this, feel how cold this is. That's real."

I turn to see, and the woman has pulled her pants around her knees and is apparently inviting the people at the other table to feel how cold, and there for real, she is.

Good times.


Man, can't remember the last time I saw an old lady's cooch. Oh wait, it was yesterday. Saw her boobies too but I dont want to make you all jealous of my amazing and glamorous life! :p

Anyhoo I've met a lot of weirdos in my life, mainly because of my job. But I've never had an encounter that could be a story. Most of the encounters with weird people I've had have been of the "There's something not quite right about this guy" variety and not of the screaming milk-and-biscuits oddities variety.

I am enjoying reading people's stories though *grabs bag of popcorn*

I lived in Pittsburgh for a few years while attending college and meant my share of wierdos, some of which lived in my apartment building.

One glaring wierdo I remember would be standing in the middle of Melon Plaza at roughly 6:00 every morning searching frantically through the public ashtrays for a certain brand of ciggarette filter which he would then ingest....


Occasionally I was the weirdo that other people encountered (I was bored). One time on a trip to the art museum I was riding with several class mates on a rather empty city bus with both the seats across the way and in front of me completly unocupied. I was relaxing comfortably in my seat with my back to the window and my leg resting on the second seat when the worst smelling woman I ever met (I don't think she had bathed in about.. a month) came to the bus and decided that her and the little yap yap dog were going to sit next to me. Rather than politly ask, the woman shoved my leg off the seat and said "Move over".
Me, not being the one to take this kind of rudeness sitting down (pardon the pun) looked at the woman with a blank expression and said, "They tell me I'm crazy. But you know what? I'm not crazy! They say crazy people have no sense of humor... I still have mine see?" and gave her the most maniacle grin I could manage.

She sat in the back of the bus after that.

Two seconds after I got on a bus the other day I noticed a LaRouche guy that I would have bumped into had I walked another 10 feet down the road.

It would have been my first time.. :(

This is one of the hallmarks of schizophrenia. Saulo doesn't realize he is vocalizing his thoughts. It's stream of consciousness spoken out loud.

I was at the Iguatemi Mall last week when I've came across the strangest guy. I was at the bathroom washing my hands when this come guys in and starts talking to himself. Loudly enough to everyone in the bathroom feel uncomfortable. He would say something along these lines:

'Saulo is in the men's bathroom. In the men's bathroom he is!'
'This place is so smelly Ha Ha Ha!'
'Saulo is going to pee.'
'Oh Saulo pees so fast! Ha ha ha'
'There are so many men in the men's bathroom!'
'Saulo doesn't like using this bathroom! But he needs to use it!'
'Oh oh I'm done! Saulo is going to wash his hands!'
'Oh now Saulo is going to dry his hands!'
'Saulo is leaving the bathroom!'

Me and everyone in the bathroom was like :eek::confused: lol.

After the mall I went to the supermarket. So I was in the line to pay for my groceries when I hear:
'Saulo is in the line!'
'Saulo likes this song! Oh he likes it so much!'
'Hey lady! Who are you?' - The girl was like:confused: lol.

He was with his mom so I think he has some kind of problem. But he's really funny and literally speaks what's on his mind lol.

Strange indeed Myself, I always wanted to eat a clown...


...but I hear they taste funny.


People in general creep me out.

Most recently I was at a children's fair doing balloon animals when this kid's dad comes up to me and whispers "I've always wanted to fuck a clown"


what the hell dude?! do you have nothing better to do than sexually harrass me at work? in front of your kids?!

eww![/QUOTE]

This is one of the hallmarks of schizophrenia. Saulo doesn't realize he is vocalizing his thoughts. It's stream of consciousness spoken out loud.
But why would he refer to himself in the third person? (Assuming he was)
Narcissistic schizophrenia?

I met a man who wouldn't get out of his shopping cart.

I am the wierdo. My daughter always walks at least 20 feet ahead of me when we're at the store and pretends not to know me, so I must be wierd.

I met a man who wouldn't get out of his shopping cart.

That was a wheelchair! You tried to pull him out of it!

He was looking at me funny.

One night around 11 outside a movie theater after the last show got out there was this naked man stalking through the bushes by the side of the road....


...shit, wait that was me.

*sits back down*

Everyone here on NSG is perfectly normal, we simply have no idea what a weirdo is.

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You are safe here...my frie--ugh, boss, Scarface, grants you asylum.

Two seconds after I got on a bus the other day I noticed a LaRouche guy that I would have bumped into had I walked another 10 feet down the road.

It would have been my first time.. :(Should've been your second & third time!

I think one of the strangest guys I've run into would have to be the unhinged old man who walked up to me and some friends, pulled a phone from his waist (cord connected to....somewhere) and proclaimed "It's for you." talking to no one in particular. We all just kinda stopped and stared at him and he wandered off. In retrospect, one of us should have taken the phone.

I hope you're not suggesting deer be allowed to roam unchecked. That would be an environmental disaster of massive proportions.

The same could be said of humans, actually.

weirdos...

hmmm...

had a tech support call on our answering machine once...

our message states clearly. "leave your name, number and a detailed description of your problem and someone will get back to you as soon as possible."

the message was...

"This Fucking computer doesn't work, how can I be expected to do my job if shitty equiptment keeps breaking, send someone down here to fix this piece of crap now!"

we listened to that message several times to confirm what was missing. then we shrugged our shoulders and went back to work.

I work at the renaissance festival when it is in town here in AZ as an entertainer. So I meet plenty of weird folk. But my greatest story comes from elsewhere.

At Phoenix Con Games, I work in the Game Central area. One night, the band Cathulu is scheduled to play in front of the desk during a shift. So I watch for all of 30 seconds while two very gross-looking teens come on, one with a guitar, the other with an alien mask probably bought on clearance. They begin to play, and I kid you not, they were just singing random Binary Code.

Then they did their impression of a psychotic conversation.

When it was over, I was under the counter with two other GC staff, and we were all trying to keep our laughter silent.

There are ... weird people out there.
Which in itself is nothing new, I know, but they do keep popping up in the oddest places doing things you just never would expect, and try as you might, they ust don't make sense. But they can be highly annoying indeed.

My latest run-in with a member of the species was yesterday. My BF and me had been to an information evening on affordable housing and mortgages in town, and decided to go for some Mexican food afterwards.
It was a smallish place, just 5 or 6 tables in the room. 3 or so of them were occupied, among them the table next to us. There were two middle-aged women sitting opposite one another.
While we were waiting for our food, we started to go through all the information material we had picked up, discussing several options and locations, when one of the women next to us pulled a small stack of paper out of her bag and started to read something out to the other woman.
I wasn't paying attention at first, but her voice grew louder and louder, until I found it rather hard to understand what my BF was saying. I turned around, and noticed that what she was reading out was in fact a prayer of some sort.
Rather cliche in style, but rather longish. I can't say when exactly she started, but from the moment I started listening until she eventually finished, some 20 minutes had passed, and we were tucking into our food by then.

Now, don't get me wrong. I would have found it equally weird if she had read from "Das Kapital" or "The Lord of the Rings"... why the hell would anybody go to a restaurant to read something out to somebody else that takes well over 20 bloody minutes? Why not let the other person read for herself? And why shout loud enough to disturb everybody else in the place?

Weirdos....

So, what kind of weirdos have you run into recently? Let's hear some stories about human irrational behaviour!


Actually, I may have an explanation for that kind of "weirdness." Speaking as a first hand wittness from my time at Starbucks. What you probably saw was a sponcer and someone just out of rehab. Back at Starbucks, and on an almost weekly bases, there would be these customers (usually men) that came in ordered; then spent up till closing time going over affirmations and prayer. These prayers were often quite lengthy and the sponcer usually had a firm voice. I should note these meetings, for the most part, happened outside away from other nosie customers... As for why people need/ surrender themselves to a higher power is a bit beyound me, but at least they are trying to better themselves.

As for other weirdness in my life? Well, I have all ways strived and taken pride in being different from other people; if that so happens to deem me weird, then so be it.:p

I was in a shop called Game On a few weeks ago, I was looking for a new ps3 or pc game to buy. It was just me and the guy behind the counter, and we were talking about which upcoming releases we wanted to get. Then the door opens and this kid comes in, he was about 14, and asked did the shop sell games. The guy behind the counter delibrately looked round the shop, looking at the numerous shelves full of game boxes, then said "uh yeah, I think we sell a few". The kid then said thanks and walked out. We didnt stop laughing for a full 5 minutes after that.

I used to work at both tribal casinos in Connecticut (obviously, not at the same time). I've got a few stories to tell.

Apparently, one guy (who was apparently completely sober) was doing pretty lousy at the blackjack table, and took it out on the dealer, the table, the chips, and anything else in his immediate area. He did so by pissing all over them. When security had to escort him out, he had to cash in the last of his money (which he also urinated on). Since the chips were in a bag, there was a hassle (due to the bio-hazard, the chips had to be immediately transferred out of the cage as mutilated chips), and this guy and security had to wait for about 25 minutes for the transaction to be completed, after which he asked the security shift manager, "Hey, does this mean I can't play at that table anymore? It's my lucky table". Once they left, those of us in the cage burst out laughing.

I've also found evidence at the slot machines that some people aren't willing to let personal emergencies stop them from gambling (personal emergencies like needing to use the bathroom, vomiting, slicing their hand open after they punch in the slot machine glass, etc). Having to call the cleaning crew to a machine to mop up vomit that made its way INSIDE the coin slot and into the coin hopper is bad enough, but to realize the machine had been played AFTER the vomit occurred (because there's coins sitting on top of the vomit in the hopper) is enough to put the person squarely into the weirdo column. Realizing that someone's pissed in the coin out tray is another strike against a person.

I am completely insane. My very thought process is corrupt and all strings of logic are suspect. One day I will wake and slowly come torealize that this has been some tragic terror/ comedy/ dream/ alternate conciousness/ altered state (?). The next sentence is gibberish. Proinvestibulum. So are the following. Morbi non sapien a eros vestibulumtempus. Suspendisse ut massa eget lacus iaculis euismod. In adipiscinghendrerit orci. Feel free to contact me for further deliberations. NomIpsidor de Rontifica delectum ti ribitus. I KNOW. Curabitur sagittis,augue quis rutrum dictum, leo pede pretium neque, in interdum felisaugue in enim. As you can see, I am completely MAD. This represents adigital construct of my analog self. States of nearhysteria and euphoric dialectal non-sequitors. Is anyone paying attention? This is not a test.

Actually, I may have an explanation for that kind of "weirdness." Speaking as a first hand wittness from my time at Starbucks. What you probably saw was a sponcer and someone just out of rehab. Back at Starbucks, and on an almost weekly bases, there would be these customers (usually men) that came in ordered; then spent up till closing time going over affirmations and prayer. These prayers were often quite lengthy and the sponcer usually had a firm voice. I should note these meetings, for the most part, happened outside away from other nosie customers... As for why people need/ surrender themselves to a higher power is a bit beyound me, but at least they are trying to better themselves.

As for other weirdness in my life? Well, I have all ways strived and taken pride in being different from other people; if that so happens to deem me weird, then so be it.:p

That is a possible explanation, but I think it's at least as likely that she was simply the type of person who likes to put her "faith" on display, to prove to everyone in earshot that she is their moral superior. I've seen many such people, and it's not a new phenomenon:
"And when you pray, you shall not be like the hypocrites. For they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the corners of the streets, that they may be seen by men. Assuredly, I say to you, they have their reward".- Matthew 6:5
This also seems to be the mechanism behind those WWJD bracelets and assorted crap evangelicals like to wear.

People in general creep me out.

Most recently I was at a children's fair doing balloon animals when this kid's dad comes up to me and whispers "I've always wanted to fuck a clown"


what the hell dude?! do you have nothing better to do than sexually harrass me at work? in front of your kids?!

eww!

Should have told him to pleasure himself. ;)

Which begs the question, how many people really need to kill any deer at all?

They taste good, and the leather's pretty soft.

That is a possible explanation, but I think it's at least as likely that she was simply the type of person who likes to put her "faith" on display, to prove to everyone in earshot that she is their moral superior. I've seen many such people, and it's not a new phenomenon:
"And when you pray, you shall not be like the hypocrites. For they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the corners of the streets, that they may be seen by men. Assuredly, I say to you, they have their reward".- Matthew 6:5
This also seems to be the mechanism behind those WWJD bracelets and assorted crap evangelicals like to wear.

Heh, I had a nosy neighbor who, at my graduation from college, had the audacity to preach to me in my house about why I should go to church. I told them that I was fine with reading my Bible for myself, thanks, and they told me I should go to "God's house". My next answer was, "Why? If he created the heaven and the earth, a mere brick house isn't any better or worse than praying quietly in my garden." Then they said I was a disgrace because no one could see I was faithful and I quoted Matthew 6:5.

I have never seen anyone turn quite that shade of purple before. At least she shut up.

In my experiance Church is only good for 4 things:
1.Making everyone uncomfortable.
2.Learning how your going to Hell.
3.Spreading gossip.
4.Back Stabbing.