Sometimes, it becomes extremely clear that it's time to leave.
That goes for short term situations like a bizarre social moment, or longer term commitments like work or relationships.
Whatever the context, there is typically a tipping point moment when all the variables appear to suggest things have become unsafe, wildly uncomfortable, or maybe even a tad illegal.
It's those moments when all you can think about is the door.
Redditor Thotus_Maximus asked:
"What was your biggest 'I'm out' moment?"
Many people talked about the times they went to parties that turned out to be very different from what they had in mind.
"Went to a friend of a friend's 35th birthday party. There were like 3 people there when we showed up. Birthday boy says everyone's in the basement. Okay cool."
"We go down to the basement. Someone's DJing, they've got cool lighting, there's like 30 people dancing. After a minute or 2 we realize everyone in the basement is like 13. Nope Nope Nope."
THAT Kinda Party
"Lived in a hotel for a while when I was 18-19. One day a bunch of people I've met at the pool wanted to go up to this dudes room and party. I thought we were gonna drink, smoke, and have a conversation, but that's not how it went."
"While everyone went up there, I had to go back to my room and change clothes. When I finally went to join them, I walked in and saw this dude injecting hard drugs. I sh** you not, this dude turned completely blue and dropped to the ground like a rock. When I saw that, I just dipped."
"He got picked up by an ambulance and survived. When I saw him in the elevator the next day, he seemed like a completely different person. Seein' stuff like that (that wasn't my first time witnessing od's), I think kept me away from the drugs that can kill you easily."
The Great Escape
"I was at a party when I was a teen. Cops turned up. I was stuck upstairs. But there was a balcony and underneath a pool. And beyond the pool a gate leading to an alley."
"So I jumped in the pool."
"But when I resurfaced there were already two cops standing there looking at me."
Other Redditors recalled the times they encountered strangers that did not appear to have their best interest at heart, to say the least.
"Was approached by someone and we talked about how we went to the same college and I showed him some of my art work, he thought it was pretty cool and offered me an opportunity and wanted to talk more later because I was at work at the time."
"I met up with him and his girlfriend and he told about what he mentioned. As I say there listening, it sounded familiar and BAM! It hit me. It was a pyramid scheme, it had nothing to do with art or any job prospects, I told him I wasn't interested many times in the nicest way possible l, but boy did they look pi**ed."
"I got stuck in an airport overnight as my flight was cancelled due to weather and I was starving because all the stores were closed. Some employee offered to show me where to get food so I followed him."
"He then opened a door to outside in the parking lot and motioned outside. I quickly said 'no thanks' and walked away."
And finally, some talked about when it became very clear that their work situation needed to end, like yesterday.
Quotas Reign Supreme
"I got buried by heavy packages while loading a truck for Fedex. It took 3 people to get me out. I was bloody, bruised, and had trouble lifting my arm."
"My manager came over and chastised me for my package count being too low. Walked out immediately."
Leaving Him a Stressful Day
"I worked in a contact centre several years ago. It was super busy and calls didn't stop coming. For some reason, my stupid boss removed everyone else from the queue for some stupid training, leaving me alone to handle all the calls. I messaged him a few times on Microsoft Teams, asking what was happening with no reply."
"After two hours, I shut down my computer and walked out of the company. I just recently withdrawn my last salary, so no regret whatsoever."
Corruption At Its Finest
"I worked for a blood analysis lab machine company for about 6 months. Hated every minute of it because I was working well over 60 hours a week every week. I wouldn't be leaving some hospitals until after 11pm sometimes. The management would never support the techs, the customer is always right, that BS."
"So one week at during the over the phone team meeting, the manager actually asked on of the younger techs to complete paperwork and submit it. Which is normal, but the manager was having him submit the repair paperwork and schedule the repair when they got around to it. He wanted the tech to pencil whip documentation we submit to the FDA so he could a quarterly bonus."
"Managers who's group hits all the pm's, gets a very nice size check. Had the tech done that and the machine failed before it was serviced, somebody could have died and he might have gone to jail. I left that job the next day."
Out With a Bang
"I walked out of a job two hours into a shift and left them without anyone who could do my job."
"As a parting gift, I threw the manual I'd written in the rubbish and didn't bother removing or giving anyone my passwords to stuff so they couldn't do anything."
How often do you rely on your intuition? Is your gut instinct spot on?
There are many scenarios we face in life where we make decisions based on knowledge or the experiences of others.
And while those are helpful indicators, there is something to be said about your internal siren sounding off at full blast, telling you to "abort" a situation.
Whether your gut warns you of an incompatible date, or a hazardous workplace environment, it's there for a reason that only you can know.
And ultimately it's up to you to ignore them or listen. Because in some cases, it could be a matter of life or death.
Redditor madocsherbrook asked strangers on the internet:
The comments that followed highlight the experiences of people who averted potential disasters and had their guts to thank for it.
"When my previous employer screamed at a co-worker for five minutes straight because she neglected to call some priority life insurance leads. We had third co-worker out on medical leave so this woman was taking care of two lead lists as well as acting as an unofficial assistant manager to the agency."
"When I say this woman was screaming, I mean it was the shrillest, highest pitch bat screech I had ever come out of a grown womans mouth. The windows literally shoot that's how many decibles she put out. It was one of those public freakout moments where I wished I had my phone recording the incident, but I was in so much shock that I didn't know what to do."
"I dusted off my resume and bounced about a month later. She accepted my three weeks notice, fired me on the spot, tried to steal my last commission check, and threatened me with corporate after I let her know I had my commission sheet already printed and would be pursuing a wage complaint with the state."
The Not-So-Open Relationship
"Very long story very short version. Ex wife and I were having severe marital troubles. She proposed an open relationship to try to fix it. (Pro tip dont do that). Anyway she started banging her friend the next day and it took me two months to finally find a girl willing to sleep with me. Girl and I had become good friends but the night I was going to go out with her to actually have sex my wife vetoed me as 'she wasnt ready for that step yet.'"
"I gritted my teeth but agreed. Life goes on for a couple more weeks and then one night I get a topless pic from the girl on my phone. I casually mention it to the wife."
"She EXPLODES, saying how inappropriate that is as that I need to cut off all contact with this girl someday. When I threw up her hypocrisy to her she told me she would CONSIDER stopping sleeping with her friend for awhile but she wasnt sure."
"I left the next day."
Inevitable Bar Brawl
"Was at a bar one time when a group of guys came in screaming and arguing with another group. Slammed my beer and got the f**k out of there before I could see what happened next."
"My first job was for a trucking company with a well-earned bad reputation for mistreating their drivers. I was one of those drivers."
"So, the way it works is that you go out for a number of days, and then you're supposed to be home for a few days after before going back out. This company had a 6 day out for every one day home situation, so basically one day of hometime earned a week."
"I would be out for 24 days and request 4 days hometime thereafter, as per the company policy, and always with roughly two weeks advanced notice. It would always get approved, but my dispatcher would find every excuse she could to keep me out for months at a time. I would call above her to get home, but that would inevitably lead to my paystubs being shorted significantly. I guess she had some connection to the pay department or something. I would always point it out to HR, but they would do nothing."
"I stopped working there after 6 months, having been home for a grand total of two weeks all the while, and having made well below minimum wage for my efforts. (Truckers are.exempt from a lot of laws pertaining to compensation, for the record.) But those six months were enough to find a better employer elsewhere. I placed out."
"So I have an 'Abandoned Equipment' charge on my DAC, because of that company. I had returned the truck, given the key to the company repairmen, and cleaned my things out of it. They had already assigned a new driver to take that very truck by the time I left. That was over half a decade ago, and I hope that poor bastard found something better."
Extremely Passionate Sports Fans
"I was taking the train from Glasgow to Edinburgh one late evening. Apparently Celtics had played Rangers that same evening. This became evident when some fans of both teams, maybe 15 guys in total, were fighting and throwing glass bottles of alcohol at each other and the train both on the platform and inside the carriage. I had been sitting near the doors but I moved as far back in the carriage as I could, hiding and crouched way down so as to not be hit by the flying bits of glass. I was ready to get tf off that train but most of the fans got off the train at the very next station and the next train was unlikely to be any better, so I stayed. Since then I always check to make sure the derby isn't on before I visit or travel through Glasgow."
"This isn't to say that every fan of either of those teams are hooligans or that other teams don't have hooligans, I know that's not the case and there were fans of both teams who were completely innocent and were just wanting to travel home in peace like everybody else."
"Toxic Work Environment"
"A job I had a few years ago. Someone rammed my car in a parking lot. So I let my boss know, and went to the police station to file a report for the insurance. My boss didn't ask if I'm okay, he only phoned later on, to find out what is taking so long. I left that company soon after. It was a very toxic work environment."
No More Games
"I was volunteering on a website writing game guides. When the owner of the site, who I've known for a while, (we were in different countries though) hinted that if he knew one of us in person, he could have us beaten half to death in the middle of the street and no one would stop him. All over a friend of mine declining to provide game info any more. I ghosted him and the entire site instantly."
"I was working in a warehouse, and we had a load of heavy duty racking delivered from sime dodgy contact (honestly, knowing this place it was probably stolen). It came on a soft sided wagon, and I could tell by the way it was bulging that the load wasn't propey secured and had shifted during transit."
"I told him it wasn't safe to unload from the side, as the whole lot was likely to fall on someone, and that we had better handball it out the back door, which would be safer but take a little longer. He disagreed and called me a p*ssy, then we got into an argument and I handed in my notice."
"I found out from a friend later that night that the load collapsed on someone during unloading and broke his leg in two places."
A Manipulative Business Strategy
"When a friend from high school invited me to a 'work event,' and I'm sure you all can see where this is going."
"As soon as I entered the place I saw a lot of clueless people and two giant posters with planes, luxurious landscapes and smiling girls. Noped out before they could get any of my info for the MLM."
"Later me and another friend tried to convince her to leave the business, but she wouldn't listen. Lost a lot of money. She finally got out when they started insisting on making more people join by lying to them and saying she'd been making money, so that speaks good of her. She had just been desperate I guess."
"Back in high school I left class to go to the bathroom. I was booking it because I really had to go, but then I notice there's a whole group of freshman boys crowding around the entrance to the girls bathroom trying to dare each other to go in. I turned right the hell around. I had to walk all the way to the other end of campus just to get to the other girls bathroom. F'king freshman."
"I had this job that paid well but I absolutely hated it due to sheer boredom. I was sent across the country for training which included a meet and greet with the CEO of this Fortune 100 company on the second day. After the first day surrounded by a bunch of snivelling brown-nosers, I spent the night wide awake thinking about how much I hated the job. I drafted an email to my boss saying I was quitting immediately with zero notice, checked out of hotel, drove to the airport, and booked a return flight. I never went back. I didn't just burn that bridge, I friggin' blew it up."
The Violent Business Owner
"My boss asked me to empty the wastebaskets when I closed up the store (a small art supply shop in a very small town). It was very dark when the store closed, and the trash bins were across a parking lot that was not well-lit, and there had been some bad stuff going on in the neighborhood. I decided to come in early the next morning to empty them."
"Came in half an hour before the store opened, unlocked the front door, walked in and a flying wastebasket missed my face by inches. My boss was standing there in a rage, smelling like booze, yelling at me for failing to empty the bin."
"I said, 'I quit' and walked out. I loved that store and the customers, but hated the owner. Every job after that was better, so..."
Church And Greed
"Pastor of the church asked me & my (then) husband if we would consider refinancing our home and 'donating' the equity to the church to help build a new facility with his 'dream basketball court' .. er for the youth."
"He ended up convincing several families to 'donate' their equity, and my ex was furious with me for refusing. I told my ex he could keep the church in the divorce, but I sold him the house & took my share in cash."
"All of those people lost their money, and the building was never built. I put the money down on a new home & I'm very happy."
Folks not every compliment is a compliment.
Growing up, I used to have people tell me all the time how pretty I would be if I grew up to look like my mother. My mom is pale skinned with straight black hair, dimples and bright green eyes. She also had a perfect pear shape figure.
I, on the other hand, ended up boxy, olive skinned, with a riot of curls and brown eyes.
In other words, nothing like my mom.
That's not to say I'm not a total baddy. I'm the flyest of fly - just in a totally different way than my mother is and growing up I had it drilled into my head that I'd be beautiful if I looked like her.
Like... I'd be gorgeous if I looked like Marilyn Monroe, too, but I don't. I look like me. That sh*t was not a compliment and it took me forever to see my beauty because I didn't live up to the standard that had been set for my brain.
One Reddit user asked:
Fam - I am not the only one out here living the salt life at people who pay them "compliments" - take a look.
Trauma Breeds Maturity
"You're mature for your age" thanks. It's the trauma
My mom passed away when I was 12. My dad practically checked out due to depression. It forced me to grow up fast and I often got this compliment because of it. I hated it. I didn't want it to be true.
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That I've lost weight. It triggers me and my perception of my body image is so off and I don't know what's real anymore
I lost 20 pounds over quarantine and I hear I lost wait a lot when I see people but it makes me ask "was I really that fat?"
I posted a selfie after surgery recently when I was still totally out of it and my face was all hollowed out from lack of food and water. It got so much positive attention that I genuinely worried for the people commenting that I looked good - I looked dead! Society's beauty standards are wack.
Years Of Service
Thank you for your service.
Came here to say this. There is no way to respond without sounding like an @ss. And besides, I did what I did for my own reasons, not for anyone to thank me. Even replying to this comment I sound like an @ss -_-
This makes me feel like less of an ass for never saying that to veterans. It feels so... performative. Everyone has their own reasons for serving and maybe they just want to be treated like a normal person when they're home. I dunno, maybe I'm out of my lane here. It's always strange to me as a civilian.
"You look exotic." I'm just tan, my eyes, lip, and nose look just like yours.
Duuuude. I hate that word. It should absolutely never be applied to a person.
A Good Talking Day
I've had people tell me that "I'm so good at talking today!" I have a stutter and some days are worse than others. People really feel the need to tell me I'm going well on one of my good days.
Don't f*cking mention my stutter even with good intention. I hate knowing that I have it and that you notice it. Just talk to me like a normal f*cking person.
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"You're so talented. I wish I could draw too."
I've been drawing since I could hold those big fat pencils in Kindergarten. That's how I got so good. It was a lot of learning and hard work. Most creative hobbies are perfected by lots of practice and it kinda detracts the work you put in by chalking it up to just talent.
Keep Your Pride To Yourself
"I'm proud of you."
Unless you 1) raised me or 2) mentored me, then DON'T say that. It's condescending and a bit proprietary. You didn't accomplish anything; I did. Don't take credit for it.
A lot of people like to hear it, but not I. And a lot of people agree with me.
I always hated that compliment but could never explain why. You said it perfectly. This is how I feel as well. Thank you.
Not A Compliment
This only ever happened once but a man on the bus came up to me and said "I dunno if this is a compliment or not but I haven't been able to not stare at your chest since you walked on". It made me feel absolutely gross, not flattered whatsoever. I made a face and he was like "yeah I dunno if it's a compliment sorry"
So to guys that see a woman who's attractive and you just gotta say something, maybe try starting a conversation first before immediately commenting on their body because it's very uncomfortable.
"You're so smart". No, I'm really not. I know a little bit about a lot of things. I watch a lot of YouTube videos about random sh*t and enjoy general trivia. I can give a general run down about a lot of topics and concepts but can't actually become proficient in anything. My family and friends like to think of me as a smart person but at the end of the day, I'm no smarter than the average person. I just happen to spend a lot of time reading and learning about things that ultimately don't progress my any further in life.
"You are SO cuteee. "
This is something I have heard all my life, in basically all my Instagram photos. The closest is being called pretty. It is annoying at this point.
Like, okay I get it- short and a petite girls are cute but can't they be beautiful, sexy, smart, funny or anything at all other than cute? Okay, you don't find me attractive, how about you compliment my hair or something instead?
I would totally accept a simple "You are so nice!/ such a nice friend" over "Omg you are so cute."
For Your Age
I hate this one! There are 2....
1. "wow you look great for your age" ....I can't just look good? Always guys who say this.
2. "You're a sexy older woman" ...means I'm old but the guy would have sex with me. Thanks? lol
Don't Thank The Parents
It bothers me a bit when people finish a compliment about my personality/demeanor/achievements with a suggestion to thank my parents for how they raised me.
My father was controlling, paranoid, physically and emotionally abusive and my mother was manipulative, a compulsive liar and abandoned me multiple times. I can't really mention this though, because it immediately sucks the good feelings out of the interaction, so I just laugh and thank the person for their compliment.
For a while I wanted to punch people that tried to compliment my work experience by telling me what a great sales guy I would be. That's a weird thing to find out as an adult, that your work history can get you stuck in a certain kind of job like actors that get type casted in certain genres.
I hated doing sales, and I was more than qualified for the technical positions I was applying for. But hiring managers would take one look at my work experience and say something like "oh wow, we need to get you in touch with our sales team!"
They always thought they were complimenting me or doing me a favor; but in reality I knew they had just mentally ruled me out for the position I actually wanted since I also qualified for the position that brings in $$.
"Smart" Is Not Effortless
"I wish I was as smart as you"
Winning a competition I studied 2 hours a day, every day for a month.
Passing a course notorious for its number of flunkers. By studying my ass off.
Being able to ace a surprise quiz because I studied the material in advance.
I know it sounds pretentious, but it's plain frustrating to have your hard work, effort, and all the time you spent trying to improve as something as effortless as 'being smart'.
Hate / Love
Mature for my age: Yep. Childhood trauma caused that.
Anything involving my size: naturally thin, most of the time the comments feel extremely backhanded or they're just shallow making me feel my size is the only thing valued about me.
Absolutely love compliments regarding being smart, funny, kind etc. mainly just dislike compliments involving strictly looks or the high maturity old soul stuff.
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"NOPE. You couldn't pay me enough to try that." - we've all thought it at least once... but what were we thinking it about?
The idea of a bucket list has been popular for years now; things you really want to try before you kick the proverbial bucket. We want to talk about your anti-bucket list. We want to know about those things that people couldn't pay you to do, things you'd never try even if death was standing right there like your impatient mom trying to leave Chuck E. Cheese when you were a kid like: "I'll wait if you want to try this, but otherwise we're leaving right now."
Reddit user CultureShock_ posed the question "What's something you refuse to try even once?" and we'll be honest, a lot of the answers were really reflective of people's phobias and biases.
Personally, my anti-bucket list is pretty short (but always open for additions) and it revolves around my fear of airplanes and one very late night watching the National Geographic Channel. A fear of flying pretty much crosses out anything like skydiving, wing walking, those zero-gravity flights to the "edge of space" seem like one big expensive NOPE.
But even those pale in comparison to watching a man purposefully give himself intestinal worms so that he could rinse through his poo and show the viewers what sorts of intestinal worms were common in that region of Africa.
I don't do worms. Especially not parasitic worms. I don't know how much that guy was getting paid, but I promise you it was nowhere near enough to get on a plane, give himself worms, rinse through his waste, show those worms to viewers, get treated for those worms, get on more planes to go home and face his family and friends who can, presumably, now only see him as "wormy poo dude."
Here are more things you couldn't pay people to try even once.
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As someone who has done meth, i can get behind this one. Once you do it you realize how not scary it is. Which is horrifying.
I had a significant pain killer problem in my late teens, and had fentanyl injected in me by an EMT in my mid 20s. I can understand how heroin can be so addictive. It feels like you are flying. I can't imagine what that painkiller craving x100 would be like.
My guess is that's true if all extremely deadly drugs - you feel fantastic and become desperate to get there again and again and again and...
Drunk driving. I live in Wisconsin and the number of people who do it is astounding to me.
Perhaps not coincidentally, Wisconsin has some of the most lax drunk driving penalties.
Its easier in Wisconsin because they can't tell if you're drunk or just trying to avoid the pot holes.
That stupid amusement park ride where you look like you're bungee jumping to your death. No, thank you.
Do you mean the one where you and some other poor chump are in a bench that's between two tall poles, and the bungees are attached to the poles and to the bench? I assume there's a third cable that allows them to winch the bench back down and acts as kind of a guide to keep the bench moving straight instead of flying wildly off course.
Anyway there's a video where the bungee on one side snaps right before they're about to release the bench. Nope nope nope nope.
Used to work at an amusement park where the owner was cheap, under-paying his mechanics. So you can say maintenance was "just the basics and that's it". I notice there's a little play in the shoulder bars of their famous rollercoaster, so I pop them open. Almost every-single-one had a VISIBLE crack in the metal bar connecting to the frame of the seats. If those went the only thing holding you in was the seat belt, which was connected to the shoulder bar. They immediately pulled it for the season and never acknowledged I'd found anything.
I'll never go on another thrill ride again, just in case.
Spelunking! I'm so claustrophobic that even thinking about being in a tight cave gives me the chills.
Did you ever have a look at the diagram of the guy who got trapped and died in the Nutty Putty Cave? I never particularly wanted to go caving, but that really cemented my decision.
I also read an article about cave diving, and this particular cave you can only reach by first diving down into pitch-black tunnels with scuba gear, and then slowly swimming back up for hours cause if you go back up too quick you'll die. All that time in complete darkness. That is the stuff of my nightmares, and people do it for fun!
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Deep sea diving. I know whats down there, and I'd rather not go say hi.
I don't know what's down there, and that's the scary part.
Not deep sea diving, but fishing a few miles out from the coast. My brother was in the USAF for 23 years, and spent almost 2 years at Diego Garcia which is an isolated island in the middle of the Indian Ocean. He and some buddies would go way out and do some deep sea fishing. They caught all kinds of neat looking fish. He said sharks are aholes. He'd be reeling in a nice fish and a shark comes along and bites off most of the fish. He had pictures of some of his wooden lures that had chunks taken out of them and other bite marks. He avoids swimming in the ocean, too. There are things in the ocean that are hungry with huge teeth.
A Giant Fan
My wife is a skydiver. She often says the most dangerous part of skydiving is driving to and from the drop zone.
I did it, the scariest part is how much money it costs to feel like you're in front of a huge fan.
Still glad I did it.
Casu marzu. You couldn't pay or bribe me with anything.
Ahhh the cheese wheel aged by maggots ingesting and crapping out everything but the rind.... Delightful.
There's some cheese that is supposed to be delicious, except it has maggots in it. You must be out of your GOD. DAMN. MIND.
Having children. I'm not passing on my fibromyalgia or any of my sucky genes. I have my own under control very well, but I just can't put someone else through that. I refuse. Plus I'd rather have freedom, than take care of children. I don't hate them or anything, but mom life isn't for me.
Climbing mount Everest. Too cold, not enough oxygen, too many dead bodies. I don't get why people feel the need to do it/try, but I sure don't, ESPECIALLY after watching Everest. Nope.
Climb Mt. Everest- zero interest, I never understood the obsession and there's literally nothing about climbing it that would make me feel accomplished or fulfilled.
I'm above-average adventurous and up for trying almost anything. This is also one of the few things I refuse to do and have no interest in.
Even before that picture of the huge line for the summit came up, I read Something Awful's threads about Everest season every year, where they tend to talk about how many people died that year and in years past, and how exactly they died.
There are tour companies that will take you up there with little to no climbing experience, as long as you pay your money you get to go. It's a big reason there is a line there now, and why it's much more dangerous.
I would like to hike up to the main Base Camp one day, that I am totally up for. But no farther.
I'm with you on this one, even though I love climbing, and I love the mountains. Everest has no appeal to me anymore at all. It's pretty much a great place to spend 40,000 dollars to get stuck in a jam of people behind some under-trained rich ahole who is trying to check something off their bucket list. I think the only reason I would go there would be to help clean the mountain up. There's so much trash now.
The more I hear about the dead bodies and human waste the more I think "hard pass I'm good".
Reddit is having a field day talking about things that creep them out - and I'll be honest, I'm totally here for it.
I. Freaking. Hate. Worms. There, I said it. I don't mean earth worms, though. Specifically I have some serious issues with parasitic worms. I didn't even think about them until I briefly worked as a vet tech.
Guys, there is an ungodly number of worms that can work their way into your body and wreak all sorts of havoc and you won't even know it til you start losing weight and feeling them wriggle or maybe you poop out a squirming clump of... *heave*
You get the point. I'm going to stop talking about it because I'll have a gnarly case of the jibblies all day long if I don't.
Reddit user Webtrauma asked:
Now, I don't know if this question was asked to specifically induce some of that web trauma their username suggests... but that's pretty much exactly what happened. Brace yourselves, folks. It's about to get awful up in here.
Plain bare nails don't bother me, painted and manicured nails don't either. But it really repulses and creeps me out when someone has chipped/flaked nail polish, the feeling intensifies when they're preparing food meant for me. There's no real logic behind it, it's just something that has creeped me out since pre-K.
Children tend to scream a lot when there's nothing wrong, they're just playing and having fun. Absolutely flays my nerves.
There's an elementary school behind me. So whenever I happen to be out back during their recess, I get to listen to the herd of children screaming. Are they playing? Are they fighting? Being slaughtered? We'll never know.
This. A teenage girl ran down my street the other night screaming at the top of her voice "HELP ME! NO! NO!". Ran to the window to see what was going on thinking she's being chased with a knife and her friend was just trying to take a bad photo of her for Snapchat.
Driving. You're trusting that everyone else is going to follow the rules of the road but any old a-hole can just kill you in an instant.
I'm not even afraid of being a victim of careless driving. I'm afraid of being the perpetrator. I'm terrified that someday, my attention might lapse, and I'll be a killer.
Same here. It blows my mind how casually people can take driving and how they'll distract themselves with texting or talking on the phone.
When I was very young, I heard one of the little kids next door get hit by a car. I heard the drawn-out, incoherently worded shrieks of his mother as she ran towards the road to stop him from wandering out into it, and the squeal of the car tires as the driver tried to brake before hitting him.
He survived and wasn't permanently injured (amazingly), but in the first few minutes after it happened, when the driver sat shaking on our front porch as we waited for the ambulance and police to arrive, little kid me never forgot the driver's eyes. I saw someone who would give anything in the world to take back the last thirty seconds of driving. Anything to make that one moment not happen. It stuck with me as I grew up, and I will never drive carelessly because of that.
The fact that almost every human is covered in microscopic mites living off our hair follicles, eating our bodies' natural oil secretions.
Sometimes I stop to think how fragile society is and it scares me. Everyone is collectively deciding to be a normal functioning adult today and one day we could just.... not. And it would be chaos. Same goes for currency. It's so fragile that if we all decided money was worthless, it would be worthless.
Pamphlets left on the seats of public transportation like trains or buses. Sometimes they're religious, sometimes they're medical, but all the time it feels like someone's creepily waiting for me to open it.
Windows. But only at night.
Same. My kitchen/dining room has three very large windows that face the equally large backyard. Every time I go down there in the middle of the night I have to tell myself, "focus, don't look out the window, there's gonna be a face if you look."
Yeah, I live in a flat, by myself, but have my own private entrance. It has a large pane of glass in it, but slightly frosted. Every night I go down there to make sure the door is locked and I'm convinced there'll be a face there, or as I turn to go up the stairs I'll hear a knock, or the letterbox will open and I'll hear someone say something like "you'd better hide."
My brain just likes to scare me
Surrounded By Killers
The news around killings, basically. There's always stories of someone murdering someone either out of enjoyment or out of circumstance, but the fact is, anyone around us could be now or in the future a murderer and we could be the victims.
I seriously walk down the street and think of how I interact with someone and whether or not they could become vengeful. What if I say something rude and that's the moment they snap and pull out a knife and stab me? What if I hurt someone's pride and later that night I find them outside my workplace or home, ready to exact their revenge on me?
Wet Sink Food
Soggy wet food I have to clean up from the sink after washing dishes.
Growing up my family would just leave the sink full of water and add the dirty dishes for like 2 days at a time. I gag even thinking about the gross wet pieces of food I had to touch to drain the sink. 🤢
Thanks for ruining my night.
Every human grew inside another. That is gross. I have 2 kids and am intimately familiar with the whole process. I'd much rather people grow in like... pods or something.
Yes, this is so creepy and gross to me. I don't want kids ever and I seriously don't know what I would do if it happened to me as I probably wouldn't have access to an abortion. It terrifies me to the point it's hard for me to interact normally with a pregnant woman, I avoid looking at them.
The thoughts of an entirely separate living entity growing inside my body. Feeling movement inside myself and it be a living being. Freaks. Me. OUT!! Never had kids. Just can't even fathom it nor having some kind of fluid suddenly shoot out my nipples. WTF?!?! Any other time, I would be rushed to ER!
Worms on the sidewalk after a rainstorm.
No clue why, but every time it really freaks me out!
And they smell!! People think I'm nuts when I say I can smell the worms outside.
Same! I start to feel really pukey if I focus on the smell cause it means I'm smelling my fear, inhaling them into my body. Ewwwwwww
Yes! I was at the height of my morning sickness in the spring, and the smell of post-rain-sidewalk-worms still turns my stomach four years later.
Closed shower curtains. ANYTHING could be back there...
The shower curtain touching me without consent.
The way real teeth are in a kids jaw developing to push the baby teeth out ...
(Google it there's little holes with teeth in the middle making their way up the jaw so gross)
I have a lot of hair on my head and I shed everywhere I go, worse than a husky. I get paranoid that I may leave some of myself at a future crime scene and the forensic people will collect my DNA. Then I'm involved with some crime I wasn't aware of, and I'll have no alibi.
The pledge of allegiance. The fact that kids are forced to swear their undying loyalty to a country, to promise to not even question it, and that it is protected by religion... Its shockingly horrible.
Reciting the pledge of allegiance everyday in school. I'm getting hella propaganda vibes whenever I have to do it.