Have you encountered super weird people doing super weird things in public, that just struck you with a big fat "Wtf? o_x" moment?
I'm sure we all have. So, I figured it would be interesting to read everyone's stories of bizarreness and have a few chuckles & wtf's.

Here are a few instances that are most memorable to me.

x. Once when I was maybe...eight or nine years old, I was waiting for my dad outside of the dressing rooms in front of the dressing rooms in a department store.
(There were a lot of people around, so it's not like some pedo could really kidnap me or anything, since I was old enough to know not to go with random strangers no matter what they say. lol)
Some random ass lady comes up to me and says something like "You should never touch your face, hands have a lot of germs on them and you can get sick."
...then she tells me how cute I am and that I look like Shirley Temple blah blah blah, and pinches my cheek. /:
I even realized this was strange back then. xD

x. Then there was the time when my friend Katie & I were riding a bus back to federalway from Seattle at like 1am. The 174...
Mind you, my friend is very petite and young looking so she pretty much always looks like she's thirteen or something.
There was this creepy lookin' dude sitting near the very back of the bus.
The bus didn't have very many people on it that late at night.
...and for a while he was just staring at Katie, I'm talking eyes FIXED kind of staring.
Then we realize the pervert is choking his chicken *cough* and at first we just crack up, roll our eyes, look away, and go back to our conversation. Then, dude starts VIOLENTLY wackin' it!!
I seriously though he was going to rip it off or something. :/
Of course we're like "Dude! That's really fucken wrong! You're a sick bastard! " and we moved to the very front of the bus. Naturally all the other people gave him death glares. Pervert man got PISSED. Apparently we haulted his process of "getting off". The bus driver realized what was going on and threatened to call the cops if he didn't get the hell of the bus.
That guy obviously had some serious issues. xD

x. Then there was one time that I witnessed a crackhead get hit by a bus, get up, and and proceed to run across the rest of the street.
Wow.

x. My friend Aurthur and his mom were visiting from Montana, and I wanted to basically be their "tour guide" in a way. So, they wanted me to guide them around downtown Seattle and show them the sights. :]
We get on the bus, and this crazy guy who was an obvious crack head, starts spouting a bunch of CRAZY nonsense.
"Close the window! You're letting all the carbon monoxide in! See look, your eyes are already red!" (My friend smokes pot. lol)
Then he's like "Hey! You gonna take that?!?!? That guy out there is starting a fight with you! *points WAY across the street at a man walking his dog with his back turned*
THEN he starts running off even weirder crap like "Eat the burnt french toast and drink the grape jelly!"
Dude was kookier than a then a funny farm full of rabid chickens. xD
Then he drops his crack rock under one of the seats on the bus and scrambles around trying to find it. When he does, he gets off at the next stop with his fellow crackhead friend. lol
Needless to say my friend definitely got the Seattle experience. lmfao!
The "eat the burnt french toast and drink the grape jelly!" has been our inside joke ever since. lol

What have you guys witnessed? :D

Ahahaha, wow, lol. Those were some fun stories to read. XD

Mkay, well, I've had some interesting experiences in the past. By far the creepiest occurred when I was somewhere between late 15-17 years old. I was in a bookstore ordering some hot chocolate and a warm cookie when I eventually went to sit down with my mom. The barista then came over to our table with this really creeped look on his face and said that this gentleman had given him a note to give me. The barista said he didn't know if the guy knew me or what, but pointed him out, and it was a middle aged guy with a ponch and a baseball cap sitting with some other friend of his. When I opened the note (which was written on the back of one of those coupons they give out with receipts) it said "You're too young and beautiful to be doing this to yourself." In really scrawled out writing that you could barely read.

I had and have no idea what the fudgemuffins he was talking about. I was tastefully dressed with a pea coat, skinny jeans, and ballet flats, and I didn't have greasy hair or anything....I treated everyone with respect around me, so it wasn't that....so either the f'er was telling me I looked anorexic (which trust me, I'm quite healthy and normal looking), or he was confusing the psoriasis on the side of my foot for cutting or something.

Asshole. Had my dad been there, I'm pretty sure cops would've had to be called since he would've punched him in the face for giving me that.

The other weird story I have is when this group of Mexicans came up to me and my friend in a grocery store and asked us to help them pick out foundation to cover up their tattoos so they could get into the club down the street.

I have tons of stories about people being cracked out in public. XD It comes with the territory, I guess you could say. This area has way too many drug users.

I think one of the strangest things that happened to me was when I was on my way back to school from an art gallery and this little old man came up to me, grabbed my hand then asked me if I wanted to go to his house. Then he told me he lived in the art gallery, which was a tiny one story building that he obviously didn't live in. I just said no thanks and walked off.

When I was vacationing in California, I had someone tell me they were going to cut my arm off because I wouldn't give them my leftover food. I was 14 at the time and it freaked me out, especially since I grew up in a very sheltered area.

I had someone at an electronic music festival come up to me and in a leash and collar and asked me to pull on it. Then he said "Oh! You're rough!" XD I laughed so hard after that.

OH. I remember someone saying something about a crack head at lunch and the next day one was in the street just freaking out. I mean he look so pathetic. I was more so scared for him. I wasn't at all amused. I just felt kind of bad. I mean, seriously. I was almost about to cry. The people talking about him messed with him and stuff when he was messed up and were laughing about it. I felt nothing but compassion. I guess that's not really weird. XD

These are very interesting.... My brain can't process some of them. :P

One time a friend of mine came to school strung out on something and the whole time she was taking about how the elves were going to attack and we were all going to die, there's dinosaurs in the ceilings, and all that. Then when the bell to change classes rang, she just started freaking out talking about purple pumpkins and that they were going to devour her and sorts of stuff like that.

That was about two years ago, and I laughed so hard. It was still on of those "WTF?" things though.

Uhmm... wow wtf...

There was a guy on the bus that thought that because marijuana is legal now he could smoke it on the NO SMOKING bus...

Oh yeah.... once there was a student in my class that was caught with a ton of crack in his backpack... o.o that was pretty weird for being in 3rd or so grade...

Hmm, a weird scene I saw..
more like disgusting. BLEGH.
I walked into the girl's restroom and the stereotype saying we're clean is a LIE!

I walked in, right?
and in the stall was a BLOODY pad and it was smeared all over the walls and toilet.
NASTY. SHAMEFUL.
WHY.
HNNG.

Hmm, I have a nasty one if we're talking about drugs. When I was in a painting class in high school, we had this guy in there who'd already been to rehab for alcohol addiction. Anyway, despite the fact that he was sitting across from me, I somehow never caught him at it, but at the end of the class he bolted off and left all his shit on the counter for somebody else to clean up. Let's just say that his water cup for cleaning colors off of brushes was full of the loogies he'd spat out from his chewing tobacco.

@Lady: I have seen worse shit than that in the women's bathroom before. GENERALLY they are cleaner, but when they are disgusting...they are fudging disgusting. I won't recount my experience...because...well...it's bad.

OH GOD, WHY DOES THAT HAPPEN?
Jesus Christ, I wouldn't mind the stereotype that we're clean if we were actually all like that. ;-;

and eeeew, the loogies. Dx

Haha, you guys all have some really interesting stories to tell. xDD

I can't really recall a super-weird moment, but I did once go to a pizza parlor with my good friend and watch the same guy (and he was very shady-looking) walk in and out of the front doors while wearing a colorful afro (like the kind you see on clowns) for about a good ten minutes.

Lol im a strange person and i always do all sorts of weird things in public by accident. Well, except when i want to go plank random stuff until i get yelled at. haha. But other then that i usually just blurt the stupidest things out in public very loudly and everyone hears it and they just all put theyre "wtf" faces on haha.

I used to work the graveyard shift at a truck stop... so I have seen a great many odd things done in public... the one that really bothered me was how many people thought it would be ok to purchase a shower... get undressed... wrap up in a towel and start their laundry... then run around the truck stop like it was a high school locker room or something...

Originally Posted by ElysiumFate

Ahahaha, wow, lol. Those were some fun stories to read. XD

Mkay, well, I've had some interesting experiences in the past. By far the creepiest occurred when I was somewhere between late 15-17 years old. I was in a bookstore ordering some hot chocolate and a warm cookie when I eventually went to sit down with my mom. The barista then came over to our table with this really creeped look on his face and said that this gentleman had given him a note to give me. The barista said he didn't know if the guy knew me or what, but pointed him out, and it was a middle aged guy with a ponch and a baseball cap sitting with some other friend of his. When I opened the note (which was written on the back of one of those coupons they give out with receipts) it said "You're too young and beautiful to be doing this to yourself." In really scrawled out writing that you could barely read.

I had and have no idea what the fudgemuffins he was talking about. I was tastefully dressed with a pea coat, skinny jeans, and ballet flats, and I didn't have greasy hair or anything....I treated everyone with respect around me, so it wasn't that....so either the f'er was telling me I looked anorexic (which trust me, I'm quite healthy and normal looking), or he was confusing the psoriasis on the side of my foot for cutting or something.

Asshole. Had my dad been there, I'm pretty sure cops would've had to be called since he would've punched him in the face for giving me that.

The other weird story I have is when this group of Mexicans came up to me and my friend in a grocery store and asked us to help them pick out foundation to cover up their tattoos so they could get into the club down the street.

That dude sounds like a total creeper. );
Hahahaha!
Those guys make me happy. xD
...too bad foundation doesn't cover up tattoos very well. lol

@Mystic:
That reminds me of the time my friend Noey got cut up her calf by some big scary ass bull dyke chick in San francisco. o_o"
Crazy...

@La bonne fille:
It makes me sick to see anyone or anything suffer. /:
I especially hate it when it's obvious that they are, and when people make fun of them just for being miserable.

@Gypsy:
LOL Sounds like somebody had too many tabs of LSD. xD
Either that or she was faking it trying to "look cool". :P

@Poet:
Uggghhh... stoners can be SO pushy and full of it sometimes. (Not all.)
I used to be a stoner myself, but when I quit I realized how much time & effort stoners invest in advocating to "legalize marijuana" and talk about why for hours and hours to EVERYONE and their mother.
Isn't there something more productive you can invest all that time and effort on?
Like something actually important? xD
I mean, I used to be friends with a bunch of stoners, all they cared about was legalizing weed. But when it came to talking about actual issues or politics, never have a care or opinion. :P
lol You mean to tell me you don't give a flying fuck about your freedom or country as long as they legalize pot? Wow.

@Lady:
That's disgusting. D;

@Elysium:
You think that's bad?
My mom's husband chews. He spits in cups ALL OVER the house. My mom & I end up having to clean those nasty ass things out.
Mind you, I have a huge spit phobia (Guess you could call it that? xD). I can handle blood, I can handle poop, I can handle puke, I can handle needles, I can handle dead animals, etc.
But when it comes to spit/loogies and the consistency, I'm either gagging on the verge of puking, or actually doing it. /:
Once he ACTUALLY spit in something disposable, too bad he was drunk, spit it in a beer can, and threw it in the recycling.
I didn't know he did...until I took out the recycling and it spilled out all down my arm!
Fucking vile!!!
I REALLY wanted to deck that peice of shit in the teeth at that point. I was pissssedddd!
I don't know how my mom kisses him.
I mean, we smoke, but we don't spit our slime all over the place.


@Queen:
lol Was he just chillin' acting like it was nothing? xD

@Casey:
I'm like that too.
I even have a shirt that says "My day isn't done until I've horrified a complete stranger."

@Lela:
*Shiver*
I can only imagine all the horrors you've seen!

@Ginger: Yeah, I was thinking that when I went to pick out the foundation. Foundation doesn't even cover pimples, and concealer does no better. I just picked him out a color and got the hell out of there knowing it wouldn't work for him. XP

Oh, that's pretty nasty. XP Chewing is so bad for you. The amount of jaw cancer that comes from doing that is absurdly high.

I can barely imagine kissing a smoker (no offense, the smoke makes me wheeze), and chew has to be an even worse experience.

I had to honestly think about this one for a few minutes in order to remember strange things I have forgotten.

(O.o) When I was younger, I was playing in the front yard of the house I was living at. It was dark, and we lived by a main road that was used rather often. There were always tons of cars passing by, but on this occasion as a truck sped past the passenger door swung open and a man came tumbling out, rolled along the asphalt for a few feet and then laid there as the truck stopped a little down the block and two women hurried out of the truck and ran to the man on the street as the truck continued away. They helped the man up and walked away standing on either side of him.

Still not sure what was happening, but my assumption was there was an argument, the man was tossed out and the two women were both whores. Who also got out because they were worried and the angry man drove away. Who knows though? Lols

(O.o) I visited New York City a few years ago and while walking around the city, on a clear bright sunny day with plenty of other people also walking the same sidewalk, there was this obviously brain-dead woman sprawled out with her head banging against the side of a building.

Seems strange to me that we, as humans, are so comfortable with walking by such a scene without even glancing, or wanting to help, or even calling someone to help that person. Like the woman wasn't even something with a life or someone who possibly had someone that cared about her and worried about her at all. I was only a child, and my grandmother told me to look away and not worry about it.

I can't exactly think of any more weird things. The rest of my stories are more like horror and nightmares that should never happen to any one ever, but most likely does and I feel for them.

Originally Posted by Chocolate_Fusion

I had to honestly think about this one for a few minutes in order to remember strange things I have forgotten.

(O.o) When I was younger, I was playing in the front yard of the house I was living at. It was dark, and we lived by a main road that was used rather often. There were always tons of cars passing by, but on this occasion as a truck sped past the passenger door swung open and a man came tumbling out, rolled along the asphalt for a few feet and then laid there as the truck stopped a little down the block and two women hurried out of the truck and ran to the man on the street as the truck continued away. They helped the man up and walked away standing on either side of him.

Still not sure what was happening, but my assumption was there was an argument, the man was tossed out and the two women were both whores. Who also got out because they were worried and the angry man drove away. Who knows though? Lols

(O.o) I visited New York City a few years ago and while walking around the city, on a clear bright sunny day with plenty of other people also walking the same sidewalk, there was this obviously brain-dead woman sprawled out with her head banging against the side of a building.

Seems strange to me that we, as humans, are so comfortable with walking by such a scene without even glancing, or wanting to help, or even calling someone to help that person. Like the woman wasn't even something with a life or someone who possibly had someone that cared about her and worried about her at all. I was only a child, and my grandmother told me to look away and not worry about it.

I can't exactly think of any more weird things. The rest of my stories are more like horror and nightmares that should never happen to any one ever, but most likely does and I feel for them.

Oh wow. o_o"
I actually feel really bad for hookers. Tough life, and most are actually forced into it, or shot up with drugs so they're so adicted that they have no other choice.
Sad. Really sad. :(

That is so awful.
I know, society is completely screwed these days.
People's fear of "looking bad" prevents them from listening to their conscience. /:
There was this junkie sprawled out on the sidewalk with a syringe still hanging out of his arm, I was the only one to stop and see if he was okay and try to keep him awake. Unfortunately he overdosed and was dead before the ambulance got there. If someone else had just got their head out of their ass, stopped and took the time out of their "busy life" before me and called an ambulance a lot earlier on, he probably would have lived. But no, just kept walking like zombies, pretending not to notice. Seriously makes me sick to my stomach that today's culture has so little respect for human life. I despise the human race as a general whole. Not fond of people at all, and people wonder why I'm so antisocial, it's a choice. I can't stand apathy, people talk about evil in the world but they never stand up and do something, it's those people who are the biggest contributing factor to evil. I can only stand being around very few people. I have 3 friends, counting my boyfriend. I don't even talk to most of my family because they're petty and fake and shallow conceited stuck up brats living in la la land. /:

Speaking of NewYork on a lighter note, I visiting my grandparents for a week or so and there was this transvestite dude walking an invisible dog leash with a tamigatchi toy attached to it. My grandfather told me not to stare at him, not to stare at anyone in the city...but, I was pretty young then, and it was quite the strange site, so naturally I looked for a while. Dude started barking at me!
It was SO crazy. xD

Originally Posted by Souless Ginger Kid

Oh wow. o_o"
I actually feel really bad for hookers. Tough life, and most are actually forced into it, or shot up with drugs so they're so adicted that they have no other choice.
Sad. Really sad. :(

That is so awful.
I know, society is completely screwed these days.
People's fear of "looking bad" prevents them from listening to their conscience. /:
There was this junkie sprawled out on the sidewalk with a syringe still hanging out of his arm, I was the only one to stop and see if he was okay and try to keep him awake. Unfortunately he overdosed and was dead before the ambulance got there. If someone else had just got their head out of their ass, stopped and took the time out of their "busy life" before me and called an ambulance a lot earlier on, he probably would have lived. But no, just kept walking like zombies, pretending not to notice. Seriously makes me sick to my stomach that today's culture has so little respect for human life. I despise the human race as a general whole. Not fond of people at all, and people wonder why I'm so antisocial, it's a choice. I can't stand apathy, people talk about evil in the world but they never stand up and do something, it's those people who are the biggest contributing factor to evil. I can only stand being around very few people. I have 3 friends, counting my boyfriend. I don't even talk to most of my family because they're petty and fake and shallow conceited stuck up brats living in la la land. /:

Speaking of NewYork on a lighter note, I visiting my grandparents for a week or so and there was this transvestite dude walking an invisible dog leash with a tamigatchi toy attached to it. My grandfather told me not to stare at him, not to stare at anyone in the city...but, I was pretty young then, and it was quite the strange site, so naturally I looked for a while. Dude started barking at me!
It was SO crazy. xD

Lols. Oh wow. I have never seen crazy things like the things you describe. Maybe thats cause I never get out. I am such a newbie with life, even after living on my own with no help from others (family) for over to two years now.

I don't like people either, which is most likely why I have such apathy towards the death of people. There was shooting here at the mall a few weeks ago, and people were all stirred up by it and sad for those that died and their families, and all along I am giving two shits. It is a sad thing to loose people you love, I know. But I truly felt no pain or sympathy or worry or sadness for any of those people. Nothing inside me telling me that I am connecting to this person on this human level and sharing in their pain. None. I am completely disconnected. Whats worse I suppose (but I don't mind), is that it does not bother me one bit how apathetic I am towards death. My only concern is that other people look down at me like I am a heartless bitch when I say things like "well, think about it this way, people have to die, to make room on earth for new souls." Which was something I said to someone in an attempt to console them/ talk about the shooting. The lady got real quiet and gave me an angry look, and thankfully stopped crying, then walked away.

..... Uh.... I tried. I am glad she shut up though. She was yabbering on like she had everything to say in the world and new each and every person that died. ... sorry... thats me being mean.

I think my apathy comes from my upbringing. My mother wouldn't agree with it, but she doesn't have much influence in my life ever since she decided to loose her position as a responsible parent. She had been addicted to Meth for almost two years. Keeping me with her, along with my two younger sisters (whom we don't have anymore, because their father took them. ((even though he was there and doing the same shit my mother was doing)). So I love her, but I have accepted now, that her choices are her own, and I can't do a thing about any of them. If something happens to her, its all her fault and she brought it upon herself.

My father... who I regret ever deciding to live with, (and it was my choice). Is a complete ass whole. Anger issues up the wall. Completely manipulative, and incredibly strict and controlling. He did so many messed up things to me, and how he treated me while I was under his room was unbelievable. I believe that is where my apathy truly stems from. I had to become so cold and closed off while under his room in order to survive his verbal abuse, that now that I am out and on my own, I honestly dont even know how to function, or even have a serious conversation cause of how upset I become, I just start crying and getting frustrated cause I feel I am lost again.... afterwards I know it isnt true and that the conversation would have gone much more pleasant if I had stayed calm and held my own.... but its difficult.

O.o.... ahahahahah I am so verry sorry... here, just incase.

TL;DR- Me blabbing about my personal issues, and talking about my apathy towards death and how screwed I am mentally. Umm... yeah thats about it.

Originally Posted by Chocolate_Fusion

Lols. Oh wow. I have never seen crazy things like the things you describe. Maybe thats cause I never get out. I am such a newbie with life, even after living on my own with no help from others (family) for over to two years now.

I don't like people either, which is most likely why I have such apathy towards the death of people. There was shooting here at the mall a few weeks ago, and people were all stirred up by it and sad for those that died and their families, and all along I am giving two shits. It is a sad thing to loose people you love, I know. But I truly felt no pain or sympathy or worry or sadness for any of those people. Nothing inside me telling me that I am connecting to this person on this human level and sharing in their pain. None. I am completely disconnected. Whats worse I suppose (but I don't mind), is that it does not bother me one bit how apathetic I am towards death. My only concern is that other people look down at me like I am a heartless bitch when I say things like "well, think about it this way, people have to die, to make room on earth for new souls." Which was something I said to someone in an attempt to console them/ talk about the shooting. The lady got real quiet and gave me an angry look, and thankfully stopped crying, then walked away.

..... Uh.... I tried. I am glad she shut up though. She was yabbering on like she had everything to say in the world and new each and every person that died. ... sorry... thats me being mean.

I think my apathy comes from my upbringing. My mother wouldn't agree with it, but she doesn't have much influence in my life ever since she decided to loose her position as a responsible parent. She had been addicted to Meth for almost two years. Keeping me with her, along with my two younger sisters (whom we don't have anymore, because their father took them. ((even though he was there and doing the same shit my mother was doing)). So I love her, but I have accepted now, that her choices are her own, and I can't do a thing about any of them. If something happens to her, its all her fault and she brought it upon herself.

My father... who I regret ever deciding to live with, (and it was my choice). Is a complete ass whole. Anger issues up the wall. Completely manipulative, and incredibly strict and controlling. He did so many messed up things to me, and how he treated me while I was under his room was unbelievable. I believe that is where my apathy truly stems from. I had to become so cold and closed off while under his room in order to survive his verbal abuse, that now that I am out and on my own, I honestly dont even know how to function, or even have a serious conversation cause of how upset I become, I just start crying and getting frustrated cause I feel I am lost again.... afterwards I know it isnt true and that the conversation would have gone much more pleasant if I had stayed calm and held my own.... but its difficult.

O.o.... ahahahahah I am so verry sorry... here, just incase.

TL;DR- Me blabbing about my personal issues, and talking about my apathy towards death and how screwed I am mentally. Umm... yeah thats about it.

Oh, I can understand that. I used to be apathetic to it too.
LOL Well, I still am when it comes to certain people, but even then it's not exactly apathy, it's more like rooting for it. :P
Like if somebody offs a child molester, rapist, serial killer, etc. I'm like "Fuck yeah! Another one bites the dust! xD"
Apathy towards death is today's culture for the most part anyway.

...and the whole meth scene definitely doesn't help.
Being around that shit breaks down a lot of natural human morality responces.
I will admit I was into it for a while myself, but I'm the kind of person who realizes when shit goes way too far. I was getting a bit too comfortable with it, so I kicked it. Never touched it since. That drug is evil. Legitamately. Sickening actually. The company I kept back in the day felt wrong even when I was smoking that shit. Never got into their "illegal activities" but I was apathetic to a lot of it and that's what made me slap myself and kick it. Hell, I was around people in the Mexican cartel, my ex used to fix stolen cars for them. /:
Won't go into it all, but the things those people did and how heartless they were was absolutely vile and evil. When I found out the real extent of what was going on, my brain was like "fuck this! I am DONE!" Don't touch it, won't even talk to tweekers. I honestly don't understand how that doesn't kick in for other people. It's really sad actually.

I also understand the verbal abuse part. My stepfather is like that. I hate him. Literally. He's a piece of shit alcoholic, treats my mom & I like shit. Been around it my whole life. Used to hold it in, but these days I can't and I blow up on him right back. It fucked up my self esteam a lot, especially when I was younger.
lol my favorite frequent phase is "fat whore!" I'd be afraid to eat anything just because I didn't want to run into him when I was in the kitchen. I bareky ate anything anyway. He just has a fucked off bully complex. Picks on anyone for any reason, me especially though. But ever since I threw a glass down the hall at him, he doesn't mess with me as much. xD

Just today I saw a guy pick a boogar out of his nose and eat it while I was sitting in traffic... my passenger looked over and screamed.... EEEWWW!!!

We got a a good kick out it lol

Heck the only strange thing happened to me was some Asian guy. walks up to me I was at the mall waiting for my mom. to come out of the lady's rest room the man ask me if I was Chinese are Japaneses. I said um no why do you as? the guy said nothing after that and walks off. once my mom gets back I tolled her what happen. she ask me if I was singing in Japaneses I do that a lot at times. but at the time I was just being quite as can be so I tolled my mom I was not. she says to me well that is weird then.

Originally Posted by Kole_Locke

Just today I saw a guy pick a boogar out of his nose and eat it while I was sitting in traffic... my passenger looked over and screamed.... EEEWWW!!!

We got a a good kick out it lol

That's disgusting. D;
Back in grade school there was this chick in my class that would do that, well it was her birthday and she was handing out cookies...I asked if I could just grab it because let's honest, who wants booger fingers all over their cookies. /:
The teacher said that it was her birthday and she needed to hand them out.
Then of course I just said "thank you but I'm good." and the teacher got upset and asked why I was being rude. I feel bad now, but I was a smart ass when I was a kid and said something along the lines of "She picks her nose all day, I really don't want it."
I ended up getting written up for it. /:
Lame. I mean, she didn't even wash her hands and my teacher didn't even tell her to. Kind of unhygenic in general. :P

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Originally Posted by sailor star rainbow

Heck the only strange thing happened to me was some Asian guy. walks up to me I was at the mall waiting for my mom. to come out of the lady's rest room the man ask me if I was Chinese are Japaneses. I said um no why do you as? the guy said nothing after that and walks off. once my mom gets back I tolled her what happen. she ask me if I was singing in Japaneses I do that a lot at times. but at the time I was just being quite as can be so I tolled my mom I was not. she says to me well that is weird then.

That is kind of strange. xD
What kind of question is that? lol
I mean, if you are Asian, there are more countries then just Japan and China. haha

Yeah it was and heck when I was in Jr high school I had to stand. by a public bus stop near by my house. sometimes while I was waiting for the school bus to pick me up. the public bus would stop. then the bus driver would ask me if I was getting on. then I would say no thanks I'm waiting on my school bus to pick me up. lols that happen so many times after while I said nothing. unless the bus diver would talk to me

Originally Posted by sailor star rainbow

Yeah it was and heck when I was in Jr high school I had to stand. by a public bus stop near by my house. sometimes while I was waiting for the school bus to pick me up. the public bus would stop. then the bus driver would ask me if I was getting on. then I would say no thanks I'm waiting on my school bus to pick me up. lols that happen so many times after while I said nothing. unless the bus diver would talk to me

I HATE public buses!! D;
I had to get to my class one day, and it was hotter than haties outside. I'm talking like 100 + degrees outside with HORRIBLE humidity.
Well, I'm standing at the stop for like 45 minutes sweating like a pig in heat.
Mind you, I'm standing directly at the stop, right by the damn sign...
Drives right past me!
There was barely anyone on the bus, so I know it wasn't too full for the douche bag to pick me up. /:
I was SOOOOOO pissed!!
Shouting colorful chains of horrible obscenities and flipping off the bus driver, man I was irrate.

@ ginger: I'm with ya there dude! Screw public bus systems. I know they provide an invaluable service and they make due with little most of the time, but something about the system makes for irrate bus drivers who just don't give a crap about the riders! It's like sometimes the drivers are so concerned about hitting their stops on time that they forget to drive the speed limit or stop for people who are like, ten steps from the damn stop!

Something similar happened to me before and when I called to complain the phone operator wanted two different bus numbers in order to log a complaint. I managed to jot down one but seriously? There were like four different sets of numbers on the bus. -_- If the damn driver was going through the stop and I was running to catch it, you think I would be able to know exactly which two numbers out of the four or five that are plastered on the bus are the right numbers? Sheesh.

Originally Posted by Risque

@ ginger: I'm with ya there dude! Screw public bus systems. I know they provide an invaluable service and they make due with little most of the time, but something about the system makes for irrate bus drivers who just don't give a crap about the riders! It's like sometimes the drivers are so concerned about hitting their stops on time that they forget to drive the speed limit or stop for people who are like, ten steps from the damn stop!

Something similar happened to me before and when I called to complain the phone operator wanted two different bus numbers in order to log a complaint. I managed to jot down one but seriously? There were like four different sets of numbers on the bus. -_- If the damn driver was going through the stop and I was running to catch it, you think I would be able to know exactly which two numbers out of the four or five that are plastered on the bus are the right numbers? Sheesh.

Ugghhh...
I especially hate public buses because of the creepy creepos and all the strung out druggies.
I would get hit on constantly by creepers, especially when I was under age.
(Damn creepy pedos. )
This one time some black guy hit on me, and because I told him to fuck off, he called me racist.
I ended up saying something along the lines of "No, because if I was racist, I would give you special treatment and let you be a douche bag and hit on me. "
The chick sitting next to me was cracking up. xD
Dude just called me a stuck up bitch and called me ugly. lol
It's hilarious when someone's hitting on you and when you shoot them down and damage their little egos, they decide to get all butthurt and talk shit.
He ended up shaking his head and giving me the death glare the whole ride until his stop. What a dumb ass. lol

Oh no kidding! D;
Their customer service SUCKS!!!
I went onto their website to look for a certain bus schedule, and it was giving me the run around hardcore. None of it was even current and updated!
That and it was such a messy confusing site with a horrible layout.
You'd think since it's run by tax payer dollars that they could at least have a decent website and update their damn routes and schedules. /:
Jeez.