Have you ever had a bad feeling about someone? Nobody seems to see it, but you just feel it in the pit of your stomach. Maybe you're wrong, and they turn out to be great. But sometimes... sometimes you're right. Well, these people were right in BIG ways. If you'd like to read more of their stories, check out the source link at the bottom of this article.
NOTE: This article may be disturbing to some readers, as it deals with themes of drugs, death, and abuse.
At my previous job, the CEO wanted to bump the newest member of the team to manager. I always had a strange feeling about the guy and I made my thoughts very clear to my boss. We were on good terms, in fact I helped bring the company up when it was about to go under, and I just felt that this guy was trouble for the company's future. No one else felt the way I did about him, but the feeling was so strong I told my boss that if they promote him to manager, I'm leaving. I would not stand to see the company fail after I worked my butt off to save it from the dumps multiple times.
In any case, they promoted him to manger, and as promised, I quit. They tried to ask me back, but I was firm, as long as he's manger, I cannot work there.
Fast forward 18 months I get a text from one of my former colleagues. Apparently they had all showed up to work as usual, and the place was locked up. Turns out company got shut down for tax evasion and fraud.
Don't know the details and don't really care for them, but that was one of the biggest "I told you so" moments I've ever had.
I had a very good friend who had a crush on her roommate. We all hung out and got along fine. Problem was, he gave me the chills. We all joked that the friend was like a star who just radiated heat. He, on the other hand, took the heat out of the room.
They ended up with multiple children, moved a few states away, moved back, got married, and I just never was okay with him.
He actually murdered her over a year ago. Now he's in prison for life.
There was a guy who was super popular at the hospital I worked at. He worked in all the "cool" units, like the trauma ICU, ED, and rapid response.
I always got a weird vibe from him.
Turns out he was stealing Fentanyl and dealing it on the side.
When I was 8 my parents invited a family over who had two sons. My mom loved both sons and worked with their mom. The whole family came over for dinner.
The two boys were monsters. I showed them the playroom in the basement and they both proceeded to smack me around and break my toys. My mom didn't believe me when I told her and told me to go downstairs and keep the boys busy.
About twenty minutes later I went back upstairs. My Dad asked why I was up there. I explained that both boys said I was boring and went outside and I didn't know where they were. Both sets of parents spent two hours looking for them. They finally found them several blocks away. My mom blamed me because I was supposed to keep these two older boys entertained in the basement. My Dad refused to let them come over again after hearing from me what happened. These guys were hugely popular with both other kids and parents. No one thought they could do anything wrong.
Later in life? Both guys were arrested for dealing meth. The younger one was arrested for assaulting his girlfriend, he then died a few weeks later from an OD. The older one is currently on parole and lives in his Mom's basement.
I used to work in TV production and I had to write the transcript for an interview for a TV host interview program. By the end of the transcript after watching him speak, sometimes rewinding over and over parts to get the transcript right, it was clear something was off with the guy being interviewed. I'm not going to say the name of the guy, but he was a pretty big celebrity where I live, in Australia.
The whole interview was a performance, the way he gestured and spoke about himself and his illustrious career, and his benevolence and humble beginnings, it was acting. Having watched the interview so closely, I could see he was not being natural at all.
After the program went to air the next day there was a general buzz at the station. It did well. The guy that was interviewed was considered a national treasure. Everyone loved him.
One of the producers at another program at the station was chatting to me about how brilliant the interview was. I was just honest and said what I wrote above. That he didn't seem right, his movements and words were too measured and not sincere and that he seemed to be performing rather than just talking. The producer said to me, "Well he is a performer."
But I never liked him after that. He gave me the creeps.
A few years later he gets charged for a string of sexual assaults, using his celebrity to get away with it for pretty much his whole life, some dating back in the 60's. He's an old man now.
So that's my story.
Oh man, when I was in 7th grade, my former best friend started hanging out with this "cool" guy who had just moved to the area, we'll call him "Nick".
Nick had a tough guy, "I don't care" attitude that she really gravitated to. I couldn't shake his attitude for some reason, and I remember telling her that I didn't trust Nick. She stopped hanging out with me in favor of him.
Nick grew up to be a total crapwipe, got in trouble all the time throughout school, and was eventually expelled from our high school for fighting. She still kept hanging out with him.
3 years later, Nick broke into her and her boyfriend's home with 2 others, and assaulted them.
Soon to be ex brother in law.
He was always cool, had nice watches, a couple of bikes, car etc. Just a little too friendly and felt to me like it was forced.
It turns out he's a narcissist who is walking out of his third marriage as the baby is getting more attention than him.
There's this one woman who is like the stand in grandmother for a large amount of people in my community. She lives on social media so she is 'there' for everybody. Everybody knows her, she knows everybody. Everybody loves her. Everybody tells her things. She's old enough to be a young grandmother or old Aunty to me, so due to her age she is seen as harmless.
However, she stabs people in the back. She will gossip like there's no tomorrow and you bet if you've told her something then everybody she knows will also consequently know about it. If she gets in a position where she needs to take sides she will side with the biggest amount of people. If she doesn't like you, then subsequently everyone else she knows won't like you. But, you know, they will all pretend to like you. It turns into a high school type situation sometimes.
I don't much like her. She's nice enough to me, but I've seen what she does. I'm just glad I see through it all. Social media can really bring out the monsters.
My mom always hated my 5th grade teacher. Everyone really liked him especially my bff's parents. When we were in college, the police discovered that he was really into cannibalism (fantasy, never actually did it himself). Everyone was shocked (small school) but my mom just nodded and said "I told you something was off about him."
In my early teens my aunt was best friends with this guy from her workplace. He seemed nice enough, he spoke softly and he always made decent food. I was constantly telling my family something was wrong with him, to the point of getting in trouble for it. Well he's in jail now, for a crime so bad I don't want to mention it. Sometimes, your gut just knows.
My old drama teacher. Everyone loved him but I knew something wasn't right. Sure enough, he was fired for inappropriate behavior with a student.
Alcohol reveals a lot. I've known several people like this, but one friend in particular: Fine, upstanding family man. Good friend of mine for a while. But when he got drunk, he got belligerent. To everyone. I found out later that his "perfect life" included physically and mentally abusing his wife and children.
To this day, I factor in how people act when intoxicated into what I think about them as people. Happy drunks are generally great people. Sloppy drunks are okay too. Mean drunks have that meanness in them. I don't buy the "alcohol made me do it" mentality. No, alcohol lets you release your true self.
I worked as a supervisor at a waterpark, there were something like 7 other supervisors and 3 managers (let's give them names- Matt, Jess, and Cassie) overseeing 200 lifeguards. One year we had a lifeguard we'll call Kevin. Everybody loved Kevin. Kevin was the coolest. and All the girls loved Kevin. Kevin's such a great lifeguard. The thing was I thought he was a terrible lifeguard, he was always sloppy, shirt untucked, way too relaxed in his chair, and I constantly had to yell at him to focus.
One day while I was trying to explain why he needed to do better I realized he wasn't really listening to me and then said, "Whatever you say, babe." That just struck me as odd and then I started to notice how disrespectful he was to all of the female guards and supervisors, but everyone just wrote it off as playful. I brought it up at the next management team meeting but everyone disagreed with me about it. That was when I found out one of our managers was fast tracking Kevin for a supervisor position and they had already started training him.
About a week later Kevin decided to test his power at the top of a ride by telling the lifeguards he was in charge and to speed up the release times of guests so the lines would move faster. This made the ride super dangerous because people were crashing into each other on the ride. A bunch of people got hurt. After a certain number of people getting hurt from tubes colliding the general manager ran up to the top of the ride to shut everything down, they called in maintenance to shut off the water to that side of the park thinking something was going wrong if people were going that fast down the ride. The General manager with the three managers in tail hoofed it and get there to find what Kevin had done. Our GM (a woman) starts yelling at Kevin and Kevin says to our manager Matt in front of everyone, "Who does this [string of expletives] think she's talking to?" Jess starts to tell Kevin that it's our GM who is everyone's boss and Kevin cuts her off and says, "Honey, why don't you let the men speak."
Our GM lost it at that point, called security and had him escorted off the property. She told Matt he should be fired for giving any sort of responsibility to someone willing to put other people's lives at risk, but Matt was always a good employee so instead, since he was the one that wanted to hire Kevin, he now had to fire him and would lose any rights he had in choosing any future higher level employees. I found out all this at the closing meeting that night. They asked me how I saw through Kevin when everyone else loved him. Honestly, I didn't know how other people couldn't see it.
There was a guy in school that was always pretending he didn't know when tests were and that he barely studied, and then got high 90's in everything, even specialist mathematics.
Turns out he had a near eidetic memory and literally didn't forget any of it and knew exactly when everything was. When confronted he said he pretended because he said he wanted people to be envious of him instead of friends so his marks wouldn't be lowered due to study time lost socialising.
That sounded somewhat reasonable in a sad way, until we found out he actually had a seething hatred for everyone there, and he didn't even study much, but used it as a cover to get away from people he thought of as too dumb to talk to. So weird.
When I was little I didn't like my grandma's new boyfriend. Everyone thought he was great, but I made a face and avoided him.
After months of them getting together, my grandma was at her condo and he comes over unannounced, stone cold glare, says nothing, walks toward her slowly. She keeps calling his name, but he's not answering. She gets a horribly bad feeling and asks, "Are you going to kill me?" ..no answer.. He started coming at her faster, and there was no way to get around her couch, so she jumped it like a hurdle and ran away. She called the cops and he was gone.
She moved very shortly after and never heard from him again.
There was this guy who had moved to my town and started working at the bar. He gave me a bad feeling from the beginning. Fellow bartenders hung out with him, gave him hugs, etc. He was nice, but he always had this Eeyore attitude. Like "Oh poor me" with puppy dog eyes. I hugged him once and it felt wrong and I couldn't figure out why.
Well, turns out he is a repeat woman beater. I read 3 separate arrest reports of him abusing 2 different women. Then we found out he was actually hurting one of our coworkers. I'm glad I googled him!
I haven't seen him since we found out and I'm not sure what I would do if I did.
One time this new girl started school and everyone made friends with her right away because she was into the same kind of music as us and she'd lived abroad and stuff, so she was "interesting". However, there was just something I really didn't like about her, and I took no steps to hide it.
Sometimes I wondered if it was jealousy, that I was worried she was stealing my friends. But I thought no, there IS something about her, but I realized that it probably came off that way to everyone else.
She would always make sly little judgmental comments about people that seemed to slip by unnoticed, and sometimes it was the way she looked at people, and how she laughed at people when they were being picked on. She was one of those girls that did/said things to get attention from boys, and revelled in the attention, and thought herself "higher" because of it, but would slag off other girls for doing the same.
The one thing that cemented it for me was when this other girl, who was kind of like a walking target unfortunately, was getting teased by some boys. She dropped her yogurt pot lid (I think she missed the bin, it was a windy day) and the girl I had bad feelings about, who was laughing along with the boys thought it would be cool to join in. She picked up the yogurt lid, walked up behind her and said something implying the other girl was a bin and stuck the lid (which had a little bit of yogurt on it) on her arm.
I saw this and went ballistic. I shouted "Hey!" then stood between them and said some stuff, like calling her pathetic, calling her out for showing off for the boys, said the other girl was one of the nicest girls in school (which was true) and didn't deserve to be treated like a bin. I took the lid off the girl and threw it at the rude girl.
I felt kind of proud of myself, because everyone had stopped laughing and I guess they were taking what I said really seriously. I think I looked like I was about to attack that girl (I was very close). Instead I just ended it with "c'mon [yogurt girl], let's go." and I walked with her to the library, where my other friends were hanging out.
She tried to thank me on the way there but I was still really tense and I was like "It's ok, you're the nicest girl in school, you don't deserve to be treated like that" but I was still very angry, so I didn't like, look at her or smile at her or anything. I felt kind of guilty because I know deep down, my stepping in wasn't really about the injustice of seeing an innocent girl being picked on, it was more about proving that the rude girl was everything I knew she was, and getting it off my chest, which isn't cool. I stepped in but for all the wrong reasons.
My kids' football coach. We make a habit of not discussing coaches or teachers in front of the kids, but I've disliked the guy from day one. He was this cocky, rough dude that would only respond with short 'that's the way it is' type of answers.
He won a few games with a school that hadn't won a game in years so parents talked highly of him. I recognized the year he'd won a couple games also happened to be the first year that every kid had grown up through the local youth football program, as the program had only begun about 8 years earlier. The next year the number declined and no games were won. The 3rd year we saw further declines and all the JV games were cancelled until the very last game of the season.
Well, during the game, this jerk coach spent the entire time riding around on the golf cart, putting away practice equipment for the season, leaving the coaching to his assistants. It was the only game we had even a chance of winning.
I later found out the youth football team still had a couple weeks of their season, but this guy had put their equipment away and locked it up, effectively hindering their practices.
The 4th year, they let him go, and everyone was upset because they thought he was our only hope. Well, happy to say that with a new coach, this has been the best season we've had in years.
This kid on my track team, lets call him Brad. Everyone liked Brad. He was popular and seemed really charming he was that kind of guy that kind of just looks like he's successful just for standing there, so most people were drawn to him. I always got slimy feeling from him. I never hopped on Brad hype train. A few months later, during the summer, he got sent to jail for selling heroin.
I wouldn't say this was a cool person. He had friends, but as far as I'm concerned he was far from popular.
I was in the army at the time, I was actually on my way out. This not-so-popular, but pretty middle-of-the-road guy came to my unit just as my contract was nearing it's end. Most nights during the week, he would come to my barracks room to visit my roommate who was also a new guy. Our barracks room had two separate rooms for each of us, but we shared a small kitchen and a bathroom. Outside in the hallway we had a placard with our names on it and a doorbell next to each name. This dude would ring my doorbell at 10 at night on a weekday (I would be asleep or trying to fall asleep, because we had really early mornings) and ask if my roommate was there.
The first couple times I let it slide, then I told him that he needed to stop ringing my doorbell, that it was clearly marked whose room was whose. He would just laugh and apologize, but I was growing increasingly annoyed with him and started to question his intelligence.
Finally, one night he did it again and I threatened him. I said, "Dude, you keep making the same mistake every night. The next time you ring my doorbell I'm gonna blow up. It's not that hard." Him being him, he just laughed about it. To him, this whole thing was a joke.
Well, sure enough he did it again, so I opened the door, punched him in the face, and slammed the door on him. Anyhow, I get out of the army and quickly forget about him. Then a few years later I'm scrolling though my news feed on Facebook and I see someone I know post a story about an incident in my old unit.
I open it, lo and behold, this guy killed a dude because he was drunk in the barracks and playing with a gun (guns are strictly forbidden in the barracks). I don't know how he didn't know better. I mean, he was in the infantry, so was I. Gun safety is highly impressed upon you, to the point where you're robotic about it. Not only that, but by the time this happened, he done a tour in Afghanistan. You'd imagine he'd have matured a little bit and realized that a gun is a deadly weapon.
I knew this guy was a moron. He should have never been in the infantry, let alone the army, in the first place. From day one, he gave me such a bad feeling. He was just a stupid, irresponsible kid to whom everything was a joke. He's in prison for the better part of 12 years.
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Any engaged couple looks forward to the big day when after months of planning, they get to tie the knot and declare their love in front of family and friends.
What could possibly go wrong?
It turns out there are so many variables that can contribute to making the bride and groom's celebration a major matrimonial miss.
Curious to hear examples of weddings gone wrong, Redditor lolf**kno asked:
"Those who have been to a ruined wedding, what happened?"
Dramatic brawls and speeches plagued these weddings.
Catty Attendees And Booze
"Very beautiful wedding in a huge barn at this apple orchard. They must have spent a ton of money on the decorations and catering because it looked like something out of a magazine. The ceremony was great, the flower girl did her thing, the vows got everyone choked up. Everything seemed to be going well. Not even 15 minutes into the reception the mothers of the bride and groom getting into a full out brawl, hair pulling, red wine being thrown. Their sons jump in to defend their honor, chairs start being throw, tables are flipped, parents are grabbing children and running for their lives."
"The bride and groom are horrified and leave immediately and head back their honeymoon suite. My fiancé and I left after this as well but we heard from some other friends that most people ended up staying and getting wasted at the open bar on the bride and groom's dime. Apparently, the fight started because one of the groom's sister complimented the bride's grandmother's dress. The bride's mom thought she was being sarcastic and called her a b*tch, then the drama ensued. Mind you they had all been pregaming the wedding pretty hard."
Playing For The Drunk Uncle
"I played a wedding where as we started playing the set, everyone ran outside and nobody was to be seen for the rest of the night."
"I originally assumed it was because nobody liked us but the bride came in afterwards and said there was a huge fight involving multiple members of both families and everyone basically went home upset, injured or in a police van."
"We couldn't stop playing since we were payed and it was our job, and the only person watching was the drunk uncle dancing on his own asking for requests we didn't know."
Maid Of Honor Speech Goes Off The Rails
"Was a guest of friend of the bride, did not know anyone attending. Very expensive over the top place, several hundred guests of this very Italian wedding. Maid of honor grabs mic at the cocktail hour begins her speech, rambling, drunk. Quickly devolves to stating the recently deceased mother of the bride was against this wedding and that's basically what killed her. Plus Vinny will never give up sex workers. She is tackled by several people and dragged away."
"The happy couple is separated and divorced within a year."
This is what happens when bad luck crashes weddings.
Tumbling Into The Sunset
"I work at a golf course with a lot of history behind it. We do wedding venues inside the clubhouse and the actual ceremony is held outside by the historic water fountain and large pond."
"First problem was the weather. I live in the high desert and it was very warm. A solid 90 degrees that day and it was also pretty windy. So everyone's outside, no umbrellas, no ezups."
"The next problem, and probably the worst, was the golf cart incident. The bride and groom wanted to 'ride into the sunset' on one of our golf carts. Drive around a little bit on the golf course. To be fair, it is beautiful on the course during sunset. However the cart had somehow gotten a nail in the tire, tire went flat, battery on the cart went crazy and the cart ended up freaking out. It came to an complete stop from 15mph to zero. The wheels and mechanisms locked up, almost seizing. Both the bride and groom (fairly overweight mind you) both fell out and rolled over a few times. They were totally okay, just a few bruises and perhaps a bruised ego or two. So retrieving that cart was fun."
"And last but not least, the power inside the clubhouse went out to do the high winds. There was no after party available. Only the cake was cut, hardly any food was given out. Yeah, not a great day to cover for someone on your day off."
"I was not born yet, but my parents rented the observation deck on the Hancock building in Boston for their reception. Tallest building in the city, beautiful view. My dad pored over historic weather charts to figure out what day was statistically most likely to be nice out. Day of the wedding comes and of course, thick fog unlike anything they'd ever seen before. Couldn't see a thing out the windows of the room they had picked specifically for the view."
"Worked out well though, they were happily married for nearly 30 years before cancer took my dad's life a few years ago."
"There's one other funny anecdote from that wedding: The wedding was held in Kings Chapel, which is an incredibly historic church here in downtown Boston that's somewhat of a major tourist attraction. To close that on a weekend afternoon for a wedding, it turns out, was not very expensive. The tourists waiting outside to see the church didn't know that, though, and someone started the rumor that my parents were incredibly wealthy, maybe even Kennedys. As a result, there were tons of people taking photos of them when they left the ceremony. Not sure if any of them ever figured out that my parents were most certainly not rich or famous."
"I was best man at my sister in laws wedding (stepped in for the brother of the groom, that's another story entirely)."
"For a whole year of planning all the bride (SIL) wanted was a dove release while they said handwritten vows to each other. Very small, non denominational (most of the family are atheist anyway) wedding."
"Day arrives (early summer) and something is off with the bird handlers. They show up a bit late and are sourcing help from the wedding party to get everything in line. When the time comes to say their vows I help the handler carry the chest with the doves in it over to what is to be the altar where the bride and groom are standing."
"Vows are just about wrapping up and the handler gives ME the signal to open the chest. I open it and see 20-30 DEAD DOVES IN THE CRATE!!!! I immediately close it to try and limit who knows what happened. Too late. The look of horror on the bride's was all that was needed. We spent the next few hours trying to cheer everyone up but by the end of the reception the entire wedding party had organized and filed animal cruelty complaints on the handler. It was all anyone could focus on."
Tragic losses unfortunately befell leading up to or at a couple's nuptials.
The Wedding Guest Who Left Too Soon
"When I was 6 or 7 I went to a cousin's wedding. Everything was fabulous for little me, so much sugar everywhere, basically heaven. The reception was in a big community center that was reserved for the occasion. Went to the girls' bathroom, passing by the men's room to see my uncle on the floor. Went back to the main room to tell my dad my uncle was looking weird. Well, uncle had a stroke and had died."
"The bride spent the rest of the afternoon crying, and everyone except close family left."
"Bright side is the mariage is still going strong 20 years later, despite what happened that day."
A Terminal Diagnosis
"Leading up to my friends wedding his father had been battling cancer after a terminal diagnosis. And it was touch and go whether he would be well enough to attend the wedding, in the end he was too unwell to attend despite wishing that he could."
"Just as we got to the wedding reception my friend was informed that his father had just passed away. It was devastating."
"Happened to my classmate. He is successful middle level manager, divorced, about 35yo or so. Found a girl of his dreams but from a provincial poor town. The girl insisted to have the wedding in her town to show off her 'success.' The wedding is crashed by her old friends including male friends who are not that sophisticated and have some tense feelings towards the successful groom from the city. Somebody starts a fight in the middle of wedding, groom is trying to stop it and got stabbed in the back. Died right there. And he was my classmate."
An Unfortunate Trespassing
"The wedding was at a state park that's famous for its giant gorge/waterfall. I don't know whose idea this was, but someone suggested a photo overlooking this gorge and everybody was game. The wedding party went around a stone security barrier and the maid of honor literally fell off the cliff to her death. It was like 500+ feet."
With a lot riding on a wedding to go off without a hitch, the mounting pressure is one where something is surely to buckle.
And because wedding guests are usually inebriated and high on the buzz of celebration, they throw caution to the wind and make some choices they wouldn't make under normal circumstances.
People's ill-advised actions can have regretful consequences, but no one expects death to be an outcome.
Fortunately, the weddings I've attended or heard about from friends were not as catastrophic as the anecdotes mentioned above.
While the Redditors' stories are sorrowful, it gives me a sense of relief these devastating examples are rare occurrences.
Sometimes I think back to a teacher I had when I was a kid who demanded to know whether any of us were "raised in a barn" in response to crappy behavior. Namely littering. She hated littering. Can you blame her? It's a horrible habit and some people do it with no sense of shame. She dedicated much of her time to telling students to pick up after themselves and dispose of things properly. For that, I'm thankful.
But why didn't anyone else get the memo? The trash I see on the streets is obscene.
People had lots of thoughts to share after Redditor SneakyStriedker876 asked the online community,
"What seemingly uncivilized thing is commonplace in society?"
"We delight in the deaths of others as long as we feel it was justified. But when the reverse happens we act all high and mighty like we wouldn't engage in the same behavior."
"Slaughtering each other..."
"Slaughtering each other via warfare to solve political differences. It's standard policy worldwide."
Indeed it is. And it seems impossible to stop.
"Littering. Especially dropping cigarette butts on the ground/flicking them out the window.
The world is not your personal ashtray/garbage bin."
Every now and then I find new trash in my yard and I am constantly amazed by how nasty people can be.
"Mobbing someone because of their opinion or for a comment they made a long time ago, even if that time was yesterday."
"Xenophobia. The fact that racism and racial violence still exist is an indicator that we're still tribal primates in fancy clothes."
And it makes no sense! It's not based in reality. We are truly a tribal species.
"Shouting while arguing, refusing to listen to the opinions of others, basically the inability to debate and maintain proper communication."
"Letting people die..."
"Letting people die of curable conditions simply because they can't afford healthcare."
Probably the biggest reason why much of the Western world looks at the United States with shame in their eyes.
"Parents forcing their kids to hug family/friends despite the kid being uncomfortable doing it. They feel uncomfortable for a reason."
"During the holiday season..."
"During the holiday season, customers take products off of our online fulfillment carts. Y'all have legs. Get your own."
"Using phone speakers..."
"Using phone speakers in public. I don't care what you and your friend think about that restaurant, or how much that Spotify jam speaks to you. Nobody else wants to hear it."
We truly need to stop all of these, don't you think?
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I love presents. I try to hide my enthusiasm, and I do my best to appease the greater public by saying "it's the thought that counts." But that is a WHOLE lie. I don't just love gifts, I love great gifts. And if you go rogue from my lists, please keep a receipt. It's just plain rude to divert from what the recipient has requested.
This thought process has emerged from experience. I have received some trash presents over the years and now I'm too old to pretend you just went crazy while shopping. Like... "do you even know me?!"
Redditor u/sulemannkhann wanted to hear all about the presents some of us have received that we prayed, came with a receipt, by asking:
What's the worst birthday gift you ever got?
Have we met? That is an actual question I asked a gift giver once. (Who shall rename nameless) Football tickets. FOOTBALL TICKETS?! Who? What? I can't.
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"My own scarf. Yes, that's right, my mother went into my room took my only scarf, wrapped it and gave it to me like it was a new scarf."
"Thought I was getting a bike for my 15th birthday but my foster parents announced that they were sending me to a group home after living with them for 11 years. Devastation! That place was a wake up call. More independence then at my foster home but those kids had it really really bad, 12 year old heroine addicts, abuse... what the entire hell! I hurried up, graduated from high school at 16 and got the hell out of that place. I turned out ok, work in the legal field, live in Las Vegas. I did forgive my foster parents before they died."
The Forgotten One
"My brother and I worked for a farmer one summer, and he paid us with a used car. At the end of the next year, my brother graduated high school, so my parents paid me out for my half of the car, and that was his graduation gift. I gave them all a big discount compared to what it was worth. So like $500 for my share of a $2500 car."
"2 years later, and I needed $50 for some graduation fees, so I borrowed it from my mom until I could get to the bank. (Before mobile banking and ATMs everywhere.) Later, when my mom is telling me they invited all their friends over for a 'graduation' party, I asked if they had gotten a gift for me. "Well I gave you fifty bucks."
"I paid it back the next day, and she didn't blink. The 'graduation party' was just my parents friends, who said congratulations to me, but it wasn't really for me. A few years later, my little sister graduated, she got a car. They bought a used car for her, and our other little sister got the same when she graduated. My parents are mostly nice, and I never felt like they singled me out at birthdays or anything. Just my graduation seemed like I turned invisible."
Office Party Fail
"HR complaint from two subordinates fighting over how to throw me a surprise birthday party."
"I've never worked in an office environment, but the stories I've heard of people being required to buy a cake for the whole office and to celebrate their birthday with their coworkers would be enough to keep me in blue collar work for life, were it not for the fact that I love being active and working with my hands and could never sit at a desk all day anyway."
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"My Asian mom's gift was "no extra Kumon homework after school homework" so my birthday gift was that I didn't get extra homework from her."
Regifting is trash behavior. Do better. I'd rather you just say I forgot. Or... I just don't care for that much. But regifting? No.
"Stomach flu and my first ever period, at the same time. I think it was my 13th birthday."
"Omg, exact same story for me. It was my 13th birthday and my family took us kids to visit our relatives in Subsaharan Africa for the first time. I was sick, jetlagged, overheated and riding down a bumpy road in a Jeep driven by my dad in the complete darkness. We had just eaten at a restaurant where I found a giant scarab beetle in the bottom of my soup bowl. I have flashbacks to this day."
"My grandparents have been gifting me (and my brother) the same set of three vice grips for almost 10 years. Collectively we have 60 vice grips. I don't know if they bought a pallet of them, or where they are coming from. GET A GRIP GRANDMA!"
"I had a friend who's father was famous for doing Christmas shopping at the last minute. One year she complained that she went downstairs on Christmas morning and found, sticking out of her stocking, a spatula. Her birthday was a few days after telling that story, so myself and her friends all decided to get together and get her spatulas for her birthday, as a gag gift."
"Well, when it was our birthdays she retaliated. Which lead to a counter-offensive. And soon a new tradition was formed. And guys, I have so many spatulas now. Everything from dollar store cheap plastic, to hand-carved spatulas, a golden spatula, and even a replica of the famous Malaysian fighting spatula."
"I've got seasonal spatulas. As in, today it's time to pack away the Christmas spatulas and bring out the heart-shaped Valentine's day ones, followed by the bunny-shaped Easter ones. We've also been passing around this clip from the Weird Al Yankovic movie UHF. "Spatula City, we sell spatulas, and that's all!"
Their ultimate whack-a-doo move...
"A pair of homemade custom pajamas. Only problem was that they weren't made yet. It was just the fabric and a promise to make them for me. I had to give the fabric back and I never got the pajamas."
"Nothing legal just at our wedding they gave us a card that basically said 'have some land.' When the dust settled I asked what they thought we would do with it, they said build a home. I said ok, gonna need legal ownership for like building a house. They said sure we will get right on that. Then they decide to sell out and retire and never mentioned our wedding 'gift' again."
Gross...Disgusted Steve Carell GIFGiphy
"My grandma got me a hairbrush with a plastic horse head handle. The horse head was all chipped up and there was hair in the brush."
"My Godfather sent me a Birthday card each year which said, he paid 100 bucks to a bank account which I was supposed to get, when 16yo. He then got into alcohol, used all the money and died."
Oh for God sake, why even bother giving anything at all? Lint rollers, used brushes, homemade pjs... y'all ever hear of a gift card? Just put five bucks on it and call it a day. You can't hide cheap, so stop trying.
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I'm still on the fence about this whole extraterrestrial situation. I need more proof. Now I'm not naive enough to think that in this vast, endless universe only the human race exists. I just need proof, tangible, solid, didn't see it from my trailer through beer goggles proof.
I also need proof about the afterlife, another out there topic. Truth be told, I've never been that into this whole conversation. I've got enough daily problems on this planet, let alone worrying about making Will Smith's biggest hits into documentaries and not just popcorn/comedy space farce.
But let's compare thoughts...
Redditor u/ValencikHannibal197 wanted to discuss life beyond this planet, what do we really think? They asked:
What's the best theory on UFOs or aliens you've ever heard??
I definitely wouldn't turn down an excursion to AREA 51. I'd like to poke around and get a sense of the place. I've never personally been up close and face to face with a "non-Earther." Not sure I'd like to be...
TV Truthx files monkey pee GIF by The X-FilesGiphy
"UFOs/Aliens are a cover for all of the secret projects that the government is working on. Actually stole that from the X files."
"How human birth parallels alien abductions:
- Babies are taken from their home (womb)
- They still developing sight, so they see bright lights and grey figures.
- They hear an "alien" language they don't understand.
- They suddenly feel cold after leaving their womb.
- They are in a surgery room being poked with tons of instruments.
Long story short: some people suggest that abductions are just people who had memories of their birth."
In the Mind
"I just don't think anyone will ever see this. But I think that UFO's are the projection of our unconscious collective mind. Everything that exists in reality, also exists, in our immaterial mind. Is it possible that the insides of our mind are also just one drop in the ocean of consciousness... and together we create the material reality were in, simply by experiencing it in a real way, inside-out through our senses."
"My father was an aircraft mechanic and fabricator for test and spy aircraft for the USAF. He spent 75-85 working with test aircraft. He said that when they were going to do a test, that could possibly be seen by the public, they would make a betting pool on how many UFO reports local authorities and flight towers received."
Under the Seasci-fi ufo GIFGiphy
"I like the idea that some UFOs aren't machines. Instead they are some sort of Upper-Atmosphere Jellyfish. I found the issue of Fortean Times that had this article. Here's the cover: http://ft.gjovaag.com/q/images/a/ae/FT291.jpg"
Interesting. There are some ideas we can look into. None of it proof, but possibilities. There are certainly plenty of future film ideas.
"We are like that un contacted tribe and everyone agrees not to bother us."
"I've heard it explained from a channel (idk if you know what channeling is) kinda like this. First of all, we as a species tend to freak out, shoot first and ask questions later. Most humans would have a literal psychotic break. You have to believe in vibrational energy as it relates to our consciousness."
"The aliens (certain ones) are at such a higher level that it would be jarring for us to come in close contact with. We are slowly getting there but it's a process. Like 2012, end of the Mayan calendar, wasn't the end of the world it was the end of an energy cycle that we as the human race had never made it past before."
"Previous civilizations have been destroyed or destroyed themselves before they got this far. We passed a point where we are very unlike to destroy ourselves anymore. This doesn't mean we won't see some real bad hardships yet but we will keep progressing."
"train your eyes"Dancing GIFGiphy
"I was a firm believer in t em when I was in high school and kept googling theories and info in my spare time and during my study halls. They said their bodies were so lightweight or something that the reason why you can't see the evidence is that they disintegrate before hitting the ground."
"And then LOL it was so funny, some people would swear you could "train your eyes" to see rods... HhhahAHAHAHA. Like there were these experts. Video showed him walking around with a serious face, then pointing. And he's like, "that was one just there." "You can't see them, you have to be used to them... like me."
"I've spent many years immersed into hunting them finding them. That's why I can see them." And then one day China, who loves occult stuff, had like a lab that set up a nighttime camera to capture footage of rods at night... then realized they were normal bugs at overexposure. lol"
"The Dark Forest theory. Basically the theory that the reason we haven't made contact is because all the other civilized life in the universe/galaxy knows not to broadcast their location. They've learned that there's something awful or predatory lurking in the dark forest of our galaxy, and that it's better if they keep to themselves."
"That the universe is so vast that we haven't been discovered yet."
"This makes sense to me because traversing the distance to or from even our our stellar neighbors would require technology that is not known to us now or likely to be known by us anytime soon if it's even possible at all. To assume without evidence that aliens could possess this technology and have visited us does not meet my skeptical standards."
Back and Forthback to the future great scott GIFGiphy
"Time travel exists, and UFO sightings are actually future humans coming back to our time. That is why they are so discreet, and never openly make contact."
I hope time travel exists. Now that I'm onboard for. If aliens do exist... just come on out guys. We could probably use your help.
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