WEIRDOS - Do you attract them?
Okay me and my friend Leila were sitting in McDonalds having a yummy meal. When all of a sudden some weird bloke comes up to us and asks...
Weirdo - "I dance for you?"...
Me - "...what?!"
Weirdo -"I dance while you eat?"
*weirdo does a twirl and hits his bag on a pillar"
Me - "-__-... no thanks"
*guys runs away into bathroom"
Leila - "OMG DANIELLE!!! wtf I'm never coming out with you again, you attract all the weirdos OFMG!£%£!"
So tell me your stories of your acquaintances with weirdos! ^__^
My stories would be autobiographical.
It was actually something exactly like that, only replace McDonalds with Wal-Mart, "eat" with "shop," and that last part with my mom going "OMG WE'RE NEVER SHOPPING HERE AGAIN YOU COULD HAVE BEEN RAPED!"
Like seriously, my mom just loves drama. She'll make any odd thing into a Very Big Deal.
I am a bit of a weirdo magnet. By far the creepiest was at the college library i was sitting at one of many empty two-seat desk sets. A 30-ish guy asks if he can sit next to me, and I say fine, and just ignore him for a half hour until I need to go to class. I start to put my stuff away, and he grabs my shoulder firmly and asks if he was bothering me (when he hadn't made a sound). I tell him I have to get to class, and he lets go, but I made the mistake of looking down...
There was a tent.
I was very freaked and ran all the way to class T_T
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In b4 "I am the wei... oh wait, no, Vichy got there already.
While I was in Wyoming 2 weeks ago, I was getting ice from the ice machine down the hall. And this guy walks by me and then he stops walking. I turn around and I see that he's just staring at me. So I freak out cause it's 1AM and I'm out in the hall alone and this guy is just staring at me! And I knew he shouldn't even be in that area of the hotel because that entire section was reserved for the tour group I was with. So instead of going back to my room (which would have been walking back in HIS direction), I take a left turn and start heading for the front desk. As soon as I turn the corner, I just BOOK IT. I just bolt. And this guy runs after me! I run like crazy and made it to the front desk and told them someone was following me and someone escorted me back to my room and told me they would find the guy and see why he was wandering around the hotel.
It was pretty scary. But also kind of interesting. I got to see how I would react in a situation like that. I was on the phone with my boyfriend the whole time and the conversation was pretty funny.
Him: Hello? Are you there?
Me: ...
Him: Helloooo
Me: Sorry, I'm running
Him: Running? Why?
Me: Shhh, hold on a sec, someone is following me
Him: wtf? RUN TOWARDS PEOPLE!
The next morning, I looked at the route I took to get to the front desk, and I swear I ran the distance in seconds flat. But it was pretty far. I crossed four long hallways to get to the front desk, but it went by in a blur. I guess the adrenaline kicked in and I ran like a mofo.
I talked to a guy on the way back from New MExico who seemed to honestly believe the Hellsing Anime was a true story.
My 7th grade history teacher thought that Harry Potter was a real person.
Anon say I.
Most of the weirdos who are attracted to me are homeless. Let's see, I can probably come up with a partial list.
There's the guy who came up and rapped at me, expecting me to pay him for it.
There's the guy who tried to convince me that he was from Australia and he was like four seconds away from getting deported if he didn't get enough money to take the bus to some place. I called the cops on that guy, trying to scam money from people. The thing is, he tried that crap on my like five times. >_> Same dumbass story and everything.
There was the giant guy in the sweater who was always at McDonalds whenever I went there, but I think he was more attracted to McDonalds than anything. He was always with someone different (I have no idea where he found these people). And he was always talking to them really loudly, telling them some story. My favourite was the time he was telling some guy that he used to be a woman or something. The man looked like Paul Bunyan or something. There's no way that ever had a vajahjah. Also, whenever they had the radio on, he used to complain that it was too loud. They used to turn it up just to mess with him and he would glare back at them like this. >_>
There was that schizophrenic (also in a sweater) who used to wander down the streets, screaming at some invisible person or gremlin or something. Actually, there were two guys like that. Both in sweaters. (Crazy people wear sweaters. That's going to be the name of my autobiography.)
There was that time I was in a pizza place with my husband eating pizza and some guy came in and wished me a happy Fourth of July and started ranting about how much he hates America. (I live in Canada.)
There was a guy with some girl who stopped me on the street and asked me about my attitudes towards farting.
There was this lady who used to stand outside of the Safeway where I worked (for about five minutes) spinning around in a circle for like hours at a time.
There was one homeless guy who used to hang around the call center I worked at with his hands down his pants up to his elbows.
There was that one other homeless guy who heard my pocket full of change (I had managed to turn a ten dollar bill into fourty one dollar coins) and tried to jump me when I didn't give him any of it. Luckily, there was a non-crazy guy who was like "Hey! HEY!" and held the guy back as I left.
There was this girl who used to sit out in the hallway of my apartment building in front of the door to the suite next door, looking miserable.
One time I was handing out sandwiches to homeless people (because I'm awesome like that) and one of them was like, "No thanks, but I'd love to have *insert other food items here*." What the hell? I'm here giving you free sammiches. Don't be greedy, you hobo.
No other ones come to mind right now. But I'm sure there are more.
Homeless people are weird.
Once me and this lad were walking and this guy just walks over and goes "safe" and puts his knuckle out (you'll probably know what I mean if you're British), so we did it and were pretty much not trying not to explode with laughter. Then the guy goes "got 17p for a cup of coffee?"
Another time I was walking to work and this generic tramp comes walking by and goes "got spare change for a coffee?" and for some reason I went "how much do you need?" Then he goes "anything". So I stood there thinking for like 10 seconds "well wtf, if I give you a penny then you're not gonna get a coffee". So I gave him a handsome 15 pence and walked off.
I often interact with weird customers at work.
I was in McDonald's one time, and this homeless lady was sitting a couple of tables away, facing directly at the wall. Every couple of minutes she'd loudly ask "Can I have a bit of your burger?", but not actually look at anyone while she said it, so nobody knew who she was talking to.
Another time I was waiting to cross the road at a set of traffic lights and I suddenly heard the squeal of a recorder (the instrument) in my ear. So I turned around to see this HUGE homeless guy wearing a big trenchcoat made out of chicken feathers or something. He had a guitar strapped to his back, but he was just blowing random notes on his recorder and it sounded terrible.
This other time I was walking down one of the busier streets in Auckland with a couple of friends quite late at night, when we walked past another homeless guy, almost not noticing that he was <i>taking a crap</i> in one of the planter boxes that line the street. That was one of the more disturbing things I've seen in my life.
Maybe he thought he was a bird and was trying to attract a mate.Originally Posted by o_O
He looked as though he could've eaten enough chickens in one meal to make himself a coat out of the feathers.Maybe he thought he was a bird and was trying to attract a mate.
I was in a blockbuster video rental store with my mom and I was looking at video games. Mom was at the check out counter. Suddenly I heard some guy walk up behind me and I didn't think anything of it until he stood right behind me and whispered, "want some candy?" I turned straight to the check out, yelled "MOM!" and ran up to my mom.
She still laughs at me for this =[
Also, in the Manchester airport with Alan, we were sitting at a cafe table and all of a sudden some guy walked by with curled sideburns...looking as if he'd actually taken a curling iron and curled his sideburns. I asked...someone about that and they said he's Jewish or something like that.
Hm. Does the guy who gave me his WoW name and server instead of a phone number or e-mail after hitting on me count? >.>
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