Parents can be a nightmare for teachers, especially when they feel the need to micromanage their child's education. Those that go to the opposite extreme of just not caring aren't any better, though.
A nice balance of letting the child learn to operate independently and caring enough to keep them safe may seem like an unattainable goal after reading some of these parent-teacher nightmares!
Reddit user murdocnickles asked:
You Really Should Care
My mother had been terminally ill for two years. She had a heart attack and went into a coma. I lived 500 miles away, so I packed up and hurried through the long journey to make sure I got there before she died.
Unbelievably, she hung on for another four days, so I was gone for two full school weeks. I did all of my sub plans electronically, and I had an assignment for each day, to be turned in by the end of the day.
I had one child, with an IEP, who did jack crap the entire year. Well, you can imagine what he did while I was gone. If you can do less than jack crap, he did less than jack crap.
His mother called to speak with me after she saw that he had zeros for the assignments that were due while I was gone. I gently explained the reason for my absence, that my mother had died, and that I was not in the classroom to monitor his instruction.
Mother proceeds to rage on me. She tells me "I don't care if your mother died or not, my boy does not deserve zeros "
Hockey Is A Dangerous Sport
Had a parent accuse me of hitting her child and bruising him. Was called into the admin's office and asked what happened. I explained that the incident the parent is referencing where she thinks he was hit happened in a different room, across the building nowhere near me. It was so clear cut untrue I wasn't even asked a followup question. They just said "Oh that's true, you can leave." Understand as a teacher being accused of striking a child you are almost always dismissed on leave while they look into it unless the claim is just flat out unbelievable. That's how clear it was I did nothing.
So she continues claiming I hit the child and saying she's gonna get a lawyer and sue unless I am fired at once. The school stands their ground saying they know for a fact I did nothing and will not fire me for no reason. We later find out her child did in fact have a bruise on his arm. He ALSO had a hockey game that same night before he went home. Just guess how he got that bruise. The school even pointed that out and still she continued to say I did it and she would sue.
My principal calls me into her office and explains that the parent is still accusing me, they know I did nothing and not to worry as they were going to get their lawyers on it. This whole process took months and only ended when the school's lawyers contacted her and essentially said bring us to court if you want to waste your money.
At Least Most Of Them Aren't This Bad
Parent teacher conference: Father pulls out his phone and looks at it the entire 25 minutes. Could visibly see the kid deflate as his father found his phone more important than his son. I felt awful, and got a new understanding for the boy's bad behavior in class.
Second parent teacher conference: Mom fuming with anger and screams at, and belittles daughter for 25 minutes straight. Daughter is crying all the time and is completely annihilated. The daughter's crime? She had done a crossword in class when I asked her to read instead, she generally acted like a normal kid.
No funny stories here. Over all though, I've had a lot of really supportive and reasonable parents.
Edit: I have gotten a lot of questions about the crossword thing, you can tlread the thread for elaboration.
I'd say what my real failure in this situation was not mentioning the crossword, but not standing up to the mother and just declaring "enough".
I failed the daughter in that moment not because I mentioned the crossword, but because I as an adult did not stand up for her when she was being torn apart by her mother. To be honest, I didn't know what to say or do, so I just froze and waited it out. I have thought a lot about this incident after it happened, and hope I have the skills and guts to handle it differently if something like this happens again.
Definitely Know Where He Gets It
I have a student who does f*ck all and laughs at me when I try to talk to him about it. Parents wouldn't answer phone calls so I made sure to talk to the dad at parents evening (had 120 kids to see in 2.5hrs so cannot always see everyone). When I talk to his dad what does he do? Snigger at me like his son does and says nothing else! At least I know where he gets it from!
Paper Trail To The Rescue
My school had a policy all tests under 70% needed to be signed by a parent and returned to the teacher within 3 days. Parent and student didn't comply. I called, e mailed, and sent notes. No response. Finally progress reports go out and the next day mom finds me greeting students at the door. She decides this is the perfect time to rip into me and let me know how I've failed her student.
She did this all while I had a class full of students. When I finally got a word in I said this wasn't the tine for us to discuss her daughter's private information especially in front of all her classmates and I would love for to email me some times she was available to meet and shut the door.
She then went down to the admin office and unleashed on the principal. I was pulled from my class to come to the "meeting." I was verbally assaulted for about 2 minutes while my principal sat quietly watching and typing while she pulled up all my e-mails to the parent and checked my communication log (online spreadsheet we kept on the server outlining all communication that was phone call or notes).
The principal found no fault with me asked the parent if she was going to keep her daughter enrolled at our school, a private Catholic school, and then had parent go over and resign parent code of ethics contract. I went back to my classroom quite triumphantly. Parent ending pulling kid over Christmas break to a school that fit their needs more.
"Just Try Harder"
A mom asked me why her son who is absent from my class 19/20 schools days every month was failing my class. I said he needed to come to school in order to pass the class, and she insisted that I was responsible for his failing & that I needed to try harder to teach him when he was there.
I wrote a different kid up for skipping my class (he was with another teacher & lied that he had my permission) & he got 4 days of ISS (not in my control to assign punishments) & the mom emailed & insisted: a) her child "did nothing wrong" bc he was still on school grounds and b) that I was "out to get him"
I am an organic chemistry professor at a college. I had to inform a mother that I can not discuss her son's grades with her but that she should speak to her son if she had any concerns. The student in question showed up to very few classes and didn't have enough lab hours to sit for the final.
I Don't Think Any Class Can Prepare You For That
A parent told myself and my coworkers that she didn't believe black people could properly raise children.
All my coworkers in this meeting were black, and mothers.
It was my first year of teaching, and my bougie private college education courses never covered "dealing with racists," so I just slid under the table as far as I could until the meeting was ended by a coworker.
BONUS STORY: I had an 8th grade student with a GPS ankle bracelet to match his difficult behavior. When mom came into the meeting, she was so high she started making up Bible verses.
Practice Makes Perfect
I'm a private teacher, I teach English and French. Dad brings his kid for the first time, boss introduces me as the teacher. Dad looks sceptical, (I should add that I'm 22) proceeds to ask me how I am qualified to work there, in a very offensive way. I told him that I finished at the best university in my country and I had a degree in French and English studies. Then he started kind of compensating by saying 'Well, I too have a language exam ya know.'
Few months pass by, the little girl is very sweet and she's smart but it's obvious that her parents don't care to make her learn the words or help her practice, and I can't work wonders only an hour once a week. So dad comes in furiously because his daughter got a C at the end of the term, and basically says that his kid is not stupid enough to only achieve a C (true, btw), so therefore I'm the one who's not qualified to teach and he doubts if I can even speak English properly. I explained to him that first of all maybe if I couldn't speak English, I wouldn't be working as an English teacher, and second of all, all the kid needed was 30 minutes of practice every day which they as parents were responsible for. Needless to say, I don't teach that girl anymore.
It's All Your Fault
I had a mom in the front office, demanding to see me. She wanted to fight me because I refused to tie her son's shoe. He was in 8th grade and not in special ed.
Seen Some Things In 13 Years
This is my 13th year teaching, and I've had some doozies. I think this one takes the cake though:
I had a parent go through the phone book and start calling all of the people with MY LAST NAME because she was upset that her child *may* need to be retained for first grade. The only reason I knew about this, is that she reached my parents, who refused to give her my phone number. (And then who called me in a panic about this crazy parent trying to find me).
Not A Great Example
The classic loud custody arguements at dropoff, in front of the whole class (and the mortified child). Just super icky and trashy.
There was also the one who never picked them up and expected them to walk home in -40C "to teach them independence". She was just sleeping at all hours as a result of depression. I hate to say that was "the worst" because it was a mental health illness that was obviously reported ASAP.
Only So Many Chances
I'm a professor at a university. Several years ago I was teaching an online class during the summer break. As you may guess, these tend to be rather intensive and require not only a great deal of time but the ability to work independently and be self-motivated. Since I'm not physically present to remind students to do their work, if you have a tendency to slack then it's pretty easy to fall very, very far behind quickly.
One of my students somehow missed the first two weeks of the four week course, despite multiple reminders and constant check-ins. It was a bit surprising, since the student was not attending my school but taking the course as a transfer credit (the student's home university did not have a course in my field so he had to arrange months beforehand, with my help, to have the credits approved). In the end, it turned out the student had lost the password for the website and hadn't wanted to contact IT by phone or by live chat to have it reset. However, the IT department couldn't really reset the password by email so the student apparently had their father do the phone call. This should have been a warning of things to come.
Now, I get it. My students are often young and inexperienced and can make frankly ludicrous decisions. I'm pretty forgiving, so I arranged with him a revised schedule to make-up the missing work. I also gave him a few other options, so he could fairly make-up the missed points if the revised schedule was too onerous. I do this regularly for all my students, I want them to do well and I want to be fair. As long as you do the work you get a fair grade. I kept in touch with the student regularly and reminded them of the revised schedule, the other options available, and, of course, what would happen if the work wasn't completed.
Guess what. The make-up work wasn't completed and the student failed. It was a shame, because the student had otherwise good marks in the around 35-40% of the work that was completed. The student, who had stopped responding to my messages during the last week of classes, suddenly bombarded me with emails in a panic. It turns out they would not be able to graduate without the credits and could I give them another chance?
Nope. I told the student they had their chance and if they thought I was being unfair they could bring it up with the head of the department with a grade appeal.
The next day I got an odd message. The student had given my email to their parents and now I was receiving constant emails from a person who no doubt is the bane of every poor customer service representative on the planet. She raged that I was a monster to fail her little baby. Didn't I know how hard he worked, on his summer break no less. He really wanted to graduate with his friends this term and his life would be ruined if he didn't walk with them. A real professor would have ensured the work was done. I was a incompetent fool to not recognize her child's genius and I should grade her child on the work completed and not factor in the missing work. My course was a joke, an easy A, and I should be thankful her child deigned to join in because I clearly didn't get students like her child ever before.
I didn't respond, since that would violate the student's right to privacy. I did notify the student that someone claiming to be their parent was sending me inappropriate emails. The student responded that their mother had a point and would be conducting negotiations on their behalf from now on. Knowing that neither seemed particularly capable at this point, I told the student that there were forms that needed to be filled out before I could even acknowledge they had taken my class. However, I didn't provide links to these forms because clearly basic computing was beyond the student and their parent.
So, I continued to ignore the raging parent. Who started to try to play on my sympathies. Her child was disabled, didn't I understand how hard life was for a person with autism? Fun fact. I got the autism and a Ph. D. So when the student followed-up, asking if I what I heard changed my mind I brought up how the Disability Resource Center could provide aid in the future, since they had been such a help to little ol' autistic me. This, oddly, got them off my back. Sort of. The student appealed all the way to the top, lying on the appeal forms in a way that was easily disprovable because my little autistic mind knows to keep records and messages of all my students. I could also demonstrate how many chances the student had and how other students who had fallen behind had been able to catch up with these allowances. The appeal failed and somewhere out there my student and their mommy and daddy are probably still co-depending away with a big old F on their records.
Let Them Be Adults
I work in Student Services at a pretty big University, we legally aren't allowed to release information about our (adult) students to anyone except them without their written consent to do so. We get SO many helicopter parents calling up either on behalf of or without their childs knowledge.
I think the worst I've ever encountered was a woman who had called regarding her son. We told her that we can't tell her anything without his consent, so she said she'd get him to contact us. We get an email from not his student email address, feels a bit iffy so we probe a bit and ask them to confirm some things that only he would know regarding his studies. Turns out she had made a fake email account to get permission.
She then called multiple times in a row trying to get different operators to get a different answer, she had a friend call on her behalf and also had friends come in (she lived in a different country) and talk to us on her behalf. We could not tell her anything.
Eventually, we spoke to the student about it and he sort of knew it was happening but didn't know the extent. He gave us permission to talk to her regarding his finances and student Visa conditions, but we aren't allowed to discuss grades or enrollments. She did not enjoy being told that, to say the least.
Honestly, if your kid has made it to University cut the strings.
Still Have To Do The Work
7th grade science here. Right before winter break the 7th grade team is informed we will get a new student, totally fine. It's the school nurse's kid. She has a 504 plan with the normal routine accommodations but includes one where she is allowed to wear hats/headwear in the classroom. As far as accommodations go, this isn't that bizzare.
Fastforward to the week we are back from winter break. I introduce her to the room and move on with the lesson. She reports to mom that I paraded her around the room and embarassed her. I receive a LONG email from her and i get to have a little meeting with the principal about the incident. Students in the room were asked to write statements and everything. I was mortified and furious. Thankfully nothing came of it as my students told the truth and that was that.
During the next two months she turns in wildly incomplete, blank, or otherwise subpar work. She would claim to not understand how to turn in the work. But the whole school turns in digital work the same way and there are no problems in her other classes woth this.
As that is going on the weekly emails began. Which became daily emails. Every day a long ramble of an email from the mother saying I am not following the accommodations her daughter needs, that I am not being nice to her. Eventually the guidance counselor and assistant principal take turns sitting in my room during that class for a week to observe. Still, the emails come. Some demanding a one on one meeting and all i can think is HELL NO!
We offer a parent teacher conference with all of her teachers but she refuses. Eventually she gets her wish though by formally accusing me of not following the 504 accommodations plan, which is pretty serious if that was the case.
At the meeting a provide all the evidence I had logged, which is what I did for all students that needed accommodations and what does this parent do? She starts sobbing! Y'all, i was so done with her at this point amd thankfully thats where it all ended. The daughter was eventually put into an online class and spent the time she would have been with me in the library. That mom was straight up crazy.
Medications Are Prescribed For A Reason
This one kindergartener started having pretty severe behavior problems halfway through the school year. His parents had decided that he was magically cured of all his problems and pulled him off all of his behavior medications.
He would hit and spit on other kids, run out of the building, chuck chairs in the classroom, and chuck his lunch everywhere. His mother's solution to all of this: give him a box of granola bars. She tried to say he was just hangry and wanted me to treat train him to misbehave.
Last I heard, he got so bad he actually had to be sent to another school to be in a behavior-focused classroom. The granola bars did nothing.
Get Out While You Can
Last schoolyear(2017-2018), I temporarily taught Jr. High at a Catholic school which I was essentially forced to "resign" from(I had a psychotic principal, and it's a very long story).
Anyway, aside from the principal, most of the parents were crazy helicopter parents who thought there was nothing wrong with their kids at all. With this being said, there was a husband, and wife couple who made my life a living hell(and probably cost me my job).
Their daughter was a Straight A student, and very well-behaved, but she would go home, and tell her parents that my teaching was "ineffective", and wouldn't prepare her for high school(it was my first official year as a teacher too). Anyway, I guess the parents were secretly emailing the principal bold-faced lies about me. Some of the claims were I would "play on the computer" during class, or I would purposely let students argue with each other to get a "rise", and other completely bizarre lies. They did this to get me fired.
My principal told me she didn't necessarily believe them, but since they were the "backbone" of donations for our school(AKA rich parents), she was going to be extremely strict on me, and micromanage every single thing I do with a strict observation which would probably terminate me, or she would give me the option to resign with a severance check(this happened right before our Christmas Break too).
I took the money, and ran.
She Can Barely Speak Korean Yet
I worked at an English kindergarten in Korea for a couple months. One girl was 3 years old and got a 98/100 on her test. I had a mom come in and chew me out. I couldn't understand her. The only English word she kept saying was "WHY." I felt really bad because I couldn't explain myself properly, but hell lady, she's 3 years old. She can barely speak Korean.
Taking Responsibility Is An Important Life Skill
Broadly, the parents who don't believe their children made any mistakes, didn't do their work, or said or did anything bad. Then in turn, blaming me for being a bad teacher while cussing me out.
Not only is this incredibly frustrating and demeaning, but now the kid knows they can not only get away with stuff, but disrespect you in the process since their parents essentially gave permission.
When you go on a job interview, the last thing you probably never think about is asking a question.
But we should also be prepared and ready to ask the right questions to have a leg up on the competition.
"What is THE best question to ask on a job interview?"
A company's history or information about a past employee were suggested subjects appropriate for questioning.
"When you were interviewing here, what would you have liked to know before you joined?"
"This worked for me. I asked my interviewer a question about how she had personally dealt with a company policy she had just explained. She bragged about her stellar adherence to the policy. I nodded my approval. I got the job."
A Previous Employee
"One that has always gone over well for me:"
"What were some qualities that the previous employee in this role brought to the job that you would like to see carried forward?"
"Another good thing to do is research the company you are interviewing with and you can ask things about what they may be involved in or you could drop that while reading about the company, you wondered this."
Hypothetical questions were suggested as helpful examples of inquiry.
Indicators Of How Companies Treat Employees
"A question that landed me a job once was: 'If I asked your direct reports about your management style, what do you think they'd tell me?' Stumped a hiring manager and he emailed me personally to tell me about it, no one ever asked him that question but got the job.
"In my current interviews I'm asking 'what did your company do for its employees during [the virus] to improve their day to day, work life balance, etc.' and I ask 'Is there anything your company adopted during [the virus] that they plan to keep post [the virus]?"
"These questions give a lot of insight into whether a company treated their employees well."
Past Performance & Adjustments
"If we were currently sitting in my 1 year review, what would I have done in this year for you to say I excelled in my role?"
"If I could snap my finger right now and change anything about your job or the company, what would it be and why?"
The following questions about a prospective company may not be answered from initial digging on their website.
Measure Of Success & Career Trajectories
"How is success measured in this role?"
"What are some possible career trajectories within the company that could stem from this position?"
Being A Solution
"Ask them what is the biggest problem you can solve for them in your first six months with the company. Similar to 'don't think of a purple hippo,' this forces them to imagine you succeeding in the position."
"What do you like best about working here?"
Simply The Best
"Who is your best employee and why is he/she the best?"
"You will then face 2 situations mostly:"
"panicking CEO who can't answer you 'Bob who works 17 hours a day for a slice of bread' so the fear in their faces must be a big nono for you"
"entusiast CEO who actually follow their business and can tell you who is an added value for the company and why."
My experiences with job interviews are different than others seeking work in office environments.
Having had a years-long career as a dancer, my "interview" was the dance audition, where hopefuls dance in small groups of people at a time after learning a routine and then awaiting their fate after the panel evaluates their performances.
The question I may or may not have asked in such a scenario earlier in my career was: "Did I make the cut?"
I did not make the cut. And I learned never to ask that again.
I have a few wealthy friends and I've seen a thing or two that has made my eyes pop out of my head. Let's just say that the priorities of a wealthy person and a dude who has never broken six figures are entirely different. But that doesn't compare to working for the fabulously rich. A friend of mine was a nanny for a super rich family for several years and described the lavish trips she took with them (and how picky and out of touch they were, too).
People told us their own stories after Redditor NeighborhoodTrolley asked the online community,
"People who cater to the super rich: What things have you seen?"
"It is so wide..."
"My dad's client bought a whole block of houses to build theirs. It is so wide that they installed a moving walkway like the ones at airports."
"A friend did some work..."
"A friend did some work on Sylvester Stallone's home. Apparently, there's a ton of statues and art of himself, some of which are naked and very well endowed."
Guess what, guys? It's not a joke! Those statues are weird.
Here you go: You're welcome.
"A friend from high school..."
"A friend from high school worked a few years as a deckhand on yachts in the Mediterranean and he said he once jumped in to get a customer's bag and got tipped €4000.
"Was a boyfriend of a girl from an obscenely rich family. The sister used to have the nanny (who was sleeping with the husband, but that's another story) fly to Paris in their G550 to buy the newest Hermès bag so she could show it off a few days before it went on sale in the U.S."
I did know a rich girl who would do something similar: She would fly to Paris for Fashion Week to get cute new outfits before they ever ended up in the United States.
"I used to work for a company that modified aircraft for really rich people. I'm talking 747s, not Gulfstreams.
This company had made several aircraft for this one customer, who I was told had purchased a new one solely because his spiritual advisor had told him that one of his current planes was bad luck. He still let his wife use it for her personal travel.
To me, one of the most exquisite features of these planes wasn't the gold-plated everything, or rare wood veneers, it was the silk carpet. That stuff costs over $1,000 per square foot and feels like walking on a bed of angel feathers harvested in the most inhumane way possible. Granted, these guys don't deck out the whole plane, just their personal areas (the aft third is usually reserved for staff and such and is more like a fancy economy class), but yeah… silk carpet."
"A woman who owned..."
"A woman who owned a small private jet business told me one time someone paid them to fly their dog (by itself) to NY for about $45,000 for some training. No other passengers."
The service that dog received must have been stupendous... but that's also so wasteful, I just can't get over it!
"I became personal friends..."
"I became personal friends with my boss and his wife; super nice people. The wife turned out to be an heiress and would buy me whatever I mentioned, like in passing during a conversation. I learned gifts were how she was raised to show love.
I've trained myself to only talk about things I already own unless I find something useful she might like and suggest it for her."
"Have the money to support their eccentricity.
One guy I cook for wanted his house built so that his bedroom was right above the cow barn, with a retractable spot in the floor so he could fall asleep listening to (and smelling, I presume) the cows."
Smelling the cows?
Are we certain he ever smelled a cow? Because I've been on a farm and I have and it's a terrible smell.
Would not recommend.
"I am an art student..."
"I am an art student working as a gardener. We work in one of the wealthiest areas in my country. Some customers are really eager to show me their collection of artworks that they have hanging on their walls once they find out that I study it.
I remember one time standing in a bathroom, with my dirty gardening clothes and there was a Picasso above the toilet."
"Once saw him..."
"I used to 'work' for an Arab billionaire's son, a Daddy's money guy, terrible garbage human being.
Once saw him spend $16 000 on a wallet, was a fancy one with little gold spikes on it and stuff. He had shoes with gold on them.
I remember one year for his birthday he received like 30+ cakes, big fancy cakes and he told us to leave them on the floor in the hallway outside his room.
We walked by those cakes every day for two weeks waiting for instruction, after the two weeks we were told to throw them away."
Anyway... might as well ask: Any of you rich people out there looking for a poor friend?
Need a houseboy?
Or just someone whose bills you can pay?
I'm totes available.
Have some stories of your own? Feel free to tell us all about them in the comments below!
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Oh the matters of the heart are just never going to be easy. Love seems to be a never ending mess. I've dated a lot and can attest that the percentage of bad to good is 70/30. And that may be generous math.
I've heard about people fighting on dates, setting fire to the restaurant, discovering hidden identities and dramas I thought only ever occurred on daytime television.
I use to believe the biggest fear about dating was that the other person may turn out to be a serial killer, but they at least tend to show you a respectable time before they strike.
Oof. Let's see who has been left scarred by the hunt.
Redditor u/givemeyourfreefood wanted everyone to share the stories that almost made them re-think searching for love, by asking:
What's the worst date you ever had?
I remember the worst date I ever had. My biggest regret is that I stayed for the entire thing. I should've left as soon as I realized this was not going well, which was basically at hello. But he was paying so I drank, a lot. I'll keep names and dates to myself to protect the innocent.
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"Went to brewery, date said I had hairy arms and that meant I was horny, said "you look really awful in this light" and then tried to dig out of that hole by saying in his native language that was a term of endearment long term couples said to each other. 0/10 did not date again."
"My wife wanted to plan our 13th wedding anniversary. I was excited because usually, I plan it. She bought us some new disc golf discs and after a quick supper, we went to play. We hadn't played in forever. We were laughing and I had a great time. She served me with divorce papers and told me that the date was a test to see if she still had feelings for me. I also learned that she was having an affair that started well before our anniversary."
Two Hours from Home
"Not necessarily a date but a person I was dating invited me to his parent's house for the afternoon. He wanted to introduce me to them and show me the house he grew up in. I thought it was super sweet and had no problems going. He was also in the middle of moving and needed to pick up a few things, so it really didn't seem that unusual."
"Yeah, we got there and it was awful. His entire family was there. They traveled from hours away too. This was not just meeting the parents, it was meeting the ENTIRE family. Even worse? At some point, this idiot told his parents that he had proposed. We had been dating TWO months. I spent the entire afternoon dumbfounded and just playing along."
"We were two hours from home and I had no cell service, no way to leave at all. We ended up spending the afternoon brainstorming wedding ideas and planning an Alaskan honeymoon that his parents planned to gift us. His brother even called to say congratulations! We drove back to his apartment in silence. When we got there, I got in my car and left, didn't even bother grabbing my stuff. Weirdest experience ever. I have no idea how he broke it to his parents that we weren't getting married."
You're Cut Off!
"Got set up on a blind date once between mutual friends. She shows up to the restaurant already a little tipsy, orders multiple appetizers and only takes like one or two bites from each one. Then she proceeds to order 3 or 4 more drinks and is visibly drunk at this point. She gets up and says she's going to the bathroom and staggers off. About 15-20 minutes go by so I try to call her several times but no answer."
"Finally I decide to pay the check and just leave. About 2 hours later I'm sitting at home and I get a call from an unknown number. It's the police department. She was picked up on a DUI on her way home after she ditched me and gave the cops my number to see if I could go bail her out!"
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"Well, I gave this answer on a different topic, but it ties in with this. We were out on a date, we had been seeing each other for a while, close to a year maybe. She gets a phone call. Suddenly she looks destroyed. Her fiancé had just died in a motorcycle accident."
What in the world? I mean how can we ever expect to pair off with the dating pool being inundated with liars and nut jobs? I'm going to delete my apps.
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"Had a girl openly flirt with the bartender in front of me. She says she wasn't. But handing him her own phone and asking for his contact info in front of her date seems like it to me."
"Came out from a movie, late at night, and date's Camaro was stolen. Apparently, he called his WIFE (that I did not know he had) and let her know where he was and what happened. She showed up and realized he was on a date! She started chasing ME around the parking lot telling me she was going to kill me. Saved by the cops who showed up just in time to take the auto theft report."
"Met a girl at a country bar one night in my 20s. We were both pretty drunk but hit it off pretty good. Ended up getting her number and we agreed we'd go on a real date. Fast forward to the date, she gets in my vehicle and... she looks almost identical to my mom. I was mortified. I was polite and we went for lunch where I found out she also had a boyfriend she "wasn't sure if she was into". Never talked to her again."
"When I was in college many years ago, before the advancement of cell phones and social media, I was chatting with a girl I met on a BBS who lived on Long Island, NY. I was 18 at the time, but lied and said I was 22 because she said she was 25. We spent a few weeks emailing each other, as well as calling each other."
"We even exchanged pics. When we finally met up, things blew up. Turns out we both lied about our ages: She was really 33, and lied because she thought she looked younger. She admitted she sent a college photo to me. We still had dinner together, but it was awkward as hell. We never spoke again."
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"It was a double date. She was more interested talking to the other girl throughout the whole thing. Found out later from the other guy that his girl cheated on him with my date."
Ummm... I think I'm just going to stay single. That is a handful of crazy. Why can't people just be honest? I swear the search for love warps people's brains. Be careful out there people.
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As much as we'd like to assume spirits, ghosts, and paranormal happenings are relegated to movies and books, plenty of real-life stories abound.
Inexplicable sightings, things heard, and cold pockets of air are encountered by plenty of people all the time.
It's up to you if you want to believe them. But it's hard to argue with the conviction of the contributors to a recent Reddit thread.
Redditor ihadanightmarewithu asked:
"What is the scariest / paranormal story you have ever experienced?"
Many people talked about the things that caught their eye once upon a time.
Two Places At Once
"I was staying with a group of friends rock climbing in Spain. Really creepy air bnb, lots of strange things happened while we were staying there. The creepiest was one morning we were getting ready for the day, packing food and generally getting our things together, and I went upstairs to grab something."
"As I was heading back downstairs I walked past my friend's boyfriend on the landing and saw him turn and go into his and my friend's room; I think I asked him something but he didn't reply. I thought 'rude' and headed downstairs."
"Walked into the kitchen and he was there sorting food out with my friend."
"Everyone swore he'd been downstairs the whole time, plus there was only one staircase and it would have been impossible for him to overtake me and get to the kitchen before me without me noticing. I went back upstairs and checked their room and there was no one up there but me."
"I've never experienced anything creepy or inexplicable before we stayed in that air bnb and I'd say I'm v. sceptical about supernatural/paranormal stuff but multiple things happened on that trip that spooked me."
"A floating head."
"I was putting beef in the slow cooker because I wanted it done for morning, it was late at night. I reached up to grab some seasonings, and heard creaking. I told my kids to get in bed."
"I see something out of my peripheral vision and there was no body but a head of a bald, pale man floating 3 1/2 maybe 4 feet off the ground in the middle of the floor. It's face kept looking as if it was sad, or like it was begging. It locked eyes with me....I froze."
"I had a darker wall, with a coat rack with my husbands work jackets so it stood out like a store thumb. I looked away thinking it was my imagination but when I looked back it was still there so I ran out the back door because I'd have to pass it to get upstairs with my husband and kids."
"I ended up calling him on my phone to come walk me in. I was wide awake, not sleepy, not out of it, on no medication. I have no reason to see that ever."
Presences, Seen and Felt
"When I was a kid my mom took my sister and I on vacation. I only remember this happening one night while we were there but the hotel we stayed at was pretty much all flats with one bedroom. I slept in the bed with my mom and my sister was on the pull out sofa. I can't remember if I was trying to go to sleep or woke up in the night to this but I just know everyone else was asleep."
"It was really dark with just a little light from the street outside coming in on the sides of the curtains. On each side of the bed stood a black silhouette and it felt like they were all staring right at me acknowledging their presence. I didn't feel threatened or afraid of them at all and turned on the bedside light and not surprisingly nobody was there."
"I turned the light back off and there they were still in the same positions. I just looked at them for a while but must have eventually fell asleep. The only other detail of that experience I remember is waking up the next day and mentioning it at breakfast and my sister saying she felt like she was being watched the whole night. I have no explanation for it but it's a memory that has stuck with me over many years now."
"One time I was going home in my car and saw a guy that appeared to have no arms no hair and a longa** neck in a JUST a hoodie no pants no underwear trying to climb a tree in the woods with their legs and idk know if that's paranormal but it was such a fu**ing weird experience that I think it qualifies"
For others, it was all about the things they heard.
"This is something I've never been able to rationalize."
"For months after my dad died, we were getting landline calls where no one would answer on the other end. This was in 2002, so, while robo callers were a thing, it definitely wasn't as prevalent as it is today, but we did assume they were probably wrong numbers or something. (We didn't have any phones that displayed caller id at the time.)"
"Well, one time, after getting yet another call with only silence on the other end, I jokingly said, 'Dad, if that's you, call my cell phone.' "
"I want to preface this by saying I rarely ever got calls on my cell phone, and never spam calls in those days. I was 18 with an unlisted number that only my family and a few friends had."
"Just a few minutes later, my phone rang with a number I'd never seen before. With what I'd just said fresh in my mind, I kind of freaked out and didn't answer. I was on my way out to go somewhere with my mom, so when we got in the car, I told her what happened. We made the decision to call the number back."
"It never rang, but there was activity at the other end: muffled static and the sound of numbers being dialed slowly. It was the weirdest thing. Both my mom and I said hello, but no one ever answered."
"Has anyone ever had something like that happen to them when dialing a number? I've never had it happen before or since."
And the Crying Stopped
"About 10 years ago (I'd have been 24) I was still living with my parents. My bedroom was in the basement. One night, around 3am I was woken up to the sounds of a young child crying. It sounded like it was coming from just outside my window. I couldn't just look out the window because it was covered in ivy, so I quickly hopped out of bed to go help the kid."
"As I got closer to my bedroom door I could hear the crying was actually on the other side of the door. I opened the door. No one is there and the crying stopped. Spooked, I immediately jumped back in bed and the crying started again."
"Later that day at dinner, my family was sitting around the table and I brought up my experience I had. One of my sisters told a story about how when she was a kid she'd always leave her room at night to go sleep with my parents because she'd see a little girl walking out of her closet."
"As she left her room and got to my parents' door waiting to be let in because the door was locked she'd see the little girl walking up the stairs that were right there. After her telling this story my youngest sister looked scared and asked, 'the little girl, is she wearing a pink nightgown with shoulder-length brunette hair?' "
"Now my other sister was scared because that is exactly who she saw. My youngest sister told how she had similar experiences with that little girl coming out of the closet at night or walking up the stairs at night."
"I'm convinced that something happened either in that house before we moved in or on that land that my parents' house was built on."
Crying From Afar
"Not my story but my moms, apparently when I was just a baby I was always a calm sleeper and once when my mom was having a friend over downstairs they could hear a baby crying so they naturally went to check on me and I was still calmly asleep..."
"...but every time they went back downstairs they could hear some more crying, but apparently the crying was somehow off in a different way as well, one day when mom and dad were downstairs watching tv while I was sleeping upstairs, they heard crying and finally pinpointed the thing that was off..."
"...apparently it came from the opposite side of the house compared to my room and that room had the latch to the attic. Creepy stuff, but I'm not that surprised. This place is totally haunted in my book, I once heard my mom call me downstairs while I was home alone."
Finally, some people interacted directly with the spirits.
Advice From Beyond
"So once while I was home alone, my neighbor knocked on my door. This was when we still lived in Oklahoma, and I was homeschooled. He was bit younger then me but we still played Halo together. I was thirteen at the time."
"I let him in and we had a conversation about what I thought the afterlife would be like, and this was really odd for him. We talked for a few minutes before he decided to leave. When my parents got home they told me he had a heart attack at school and died."
One Time Only
"I once felt a hand on my face when I was sleeping. I had the covers covering my entire face and felt something push down lightly and then a bit harder."
"I was absolutely terrified and when I finally mustered up the courage to look, nothing was there. It never happened again but there have been a few times where something similar has happened."
A Very Helpful Ghost
"I was staying in the Banff Springs Hotel in 95 for a snowboard trip and I was leaving the room and forgot my jacket."
"When I remembered right at the door, I turned around to grab it from the bed where I left it and it was being held 2' above the bed like it was being being pinched by fingers."
"The moment I turned around it dropped to the bed."
"That blew my mind!"
"My GF's sister at the time was working concierge and she said there was a bell hop ghost and gave the paper story...lol It wasn't threating at all, but was crazy to see!"
Here's hoping you manage to sleep well despite all these spooky stories!
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