Thank you for adding the verbal breaks between stories. "Story 2", "Story 3", etc. It makes much easier for me to listen along, while I work. Nice improvement. Time for me to subscribe!
@@curbacz16 yeah I zone out sometimes (thanks to my ADHD) and it's a struggle trying to find the beginning of the story to start again. Would be a massive help!
I know Story 4 ended with someone being knocked unconscious, but honestly that situation was kind of adorable. That friend playing Riddler is a true legend for handling it so gracefully.
Can definitely confirm story 6. When people are diagnosed with epilepsy, doctors make a point to emphatically stress not to put things in their mouths and that, no, you cannot swallow your own tongue or bite it off. What someone having a seizure CAN do is bite through something that they wouldn't normally bite through because the brains limiters are basically offline. EDIT: Forgot to mention that during a seizure, gag reflex is also offline which is why choking hazards are especially dangerous (doctors will also tell new epileptics to avoid bathing alone for that reason).
I don't get how that myth is still so prevalent either. Every first aid training I had, the trainer would a segment about what to do if someone has a seizure, which basically boiled down to: Don't touch them, get everything they could hurt themselves on away (like push away chairs etc) and call an ambulance (non american, so ambulances and hospital won't ruin you financially).
@@Vomitperson that's generally for people being uncontious, people with epilepsy have seizures, which often entail involuntary movements while all muscles cramp up.
can all just take a moment to thank the manager and the guy from the second story for not getting those 2 in trouble and giving us this wonderful story to listen to
When I was working at a well-known "Red and yellow fast food restaurant", we had one manager, a girl, who has like a mini bandage on her pinkie who claimed she "broke it" (could be, I'm not a doctor), the sad part is, she never TRIED to work, not at the register, not in the kitchen, she would do nothing all day and just eat french fries (in the kitchen, directly from the fryer) and howl at us to work faster. She started screaming at me one hour after my first shift, when I was being trained and the manager who trained me went away for a few minutes to check something. I still didn't know anything much about the job, so... Well I started working. I barely knew anything and she would berate me constantly for "not pulling my weight" (Remember, I had no training apart from "That thing is here, that thing is there"). I always wondered how she kept her job, my coworkers mentioned she had her bandages for more than two years now and was perfectly fine playing with her phone, and the other manager would just sigh and have a defeated look everytime we talked about it. Then one day I went to restock the meat and I saw her and "The Boss" together. In the office. You know what I mean. I knew why she was still there, and it made me mad.
My spouse used to work someplace where a lazy and completely incompetent employee was promoted to the lowest level of management and given seniority status that was above previously hired managers....because this employee was having a parking lot affair with a member of high-middle management. Bleugh. In the long run it didn't work out, though, and the employee joined the Navy instead! When my spouse began there, middle management there was very good...but they weren't paid very much and gradually transferred out or left to work elsewhere. The internal employee who moved up the ladder due to the power vacuum was not so good, and he promoted only his lazy weekend party buddies... Middle management there were all cokeheads by the time my spouse quit. (One was a dealer who got busted and left employment there to go to prison). Hubby went somewhere else for better pay, better safety and actual opportunities to advance that didn't involve snorting coke off of car keys in the parking lot. Best decision ever!
I can vouch for the people talking about the medical situations. You’re shockingly calm in the moment, but afterward it really starts to get to you. I haven’t been able to shake the memory from my head.
Really true. My dad’s coworker got his arm ripped off from elbow down in a moving truck lift, and dad, being ex ems, pinched off the bleeding until ems got there. He didn’t show it but it hit him hard, bright side we he probably saved the guy’s life. When dad passed away suddenly, my mom just totally shut down and I took care of ems, police, and her. I was lucky I learned what to do from him. The calmness is eerie, I hope it gets better for you
@@sydneykloba7827 I’m sorry for your loss my guy, but your dad was a hero. You should be proud to be his kid. Saving someone’s life definitely changes you. Thanks for the kind words.
Yeah, if you see shit like that regularly it starts to just not affect you as much anymore but it's still fucked up. I used to hang around with a big group of kids, we were all alcoholics (and some also consumed other things) but i was the only one who didn't really get drunk no matter how much alcohol i had. Due to me usually being the most sober guy i became the designated medic. Because of... certain illegal activities regarding the trade of "pharmaceuticals" that some of those kids were involved with there usually were multiple illegal firearms present. Turns out I'm really good at packing bullet holes 😅 not something i would've wanted to find out but after the third time i just didn't give a shit anymore, treated the idiot and went right back to drinking... thank god i don't live in that shithole anymore. Also got over my addiction 2 years ago. Edited for spelling, turns out sleep deprivation turns off your braincells. Who would've thought...
Story 20 hit me hard; just can't think of a worse way to go out. I feel just as bad for his parents/partner on hearing that news of what happened to him.
Story 18 reminded so much of this time I was at jewelry store in the mall picking up a ring that I got resized. As the employee went to grab my ring I looked out into the mall. This dude just stopped next to the trash can, slowly pulled his pants off and sat bare assed on the trash can to take a shit. I was stunned. The employee who had just came back with my ring was also staring dumbfoundedly at the scene before us. He called security. When the mall cops showed up they asked if he was okay. He said yeah but did they happen to have a tp? This didn't look to be a guy in dire straights who wasn't gonna make it. He also didn't look like an old guy with dementia. He also didn't seem high/drunk or mentally ill/disabled. He seemed like a fairly average dude. The weirder part was there was a bathroom about 30 feet away. It was so bizarre. He was so chill about it too. Just decided he felt like taking a shit in a trashcan in the middle of the mall.
That one where the woman stabbed herself in the groin on accident. I work at a job that requires the use of knives on a regular basis. Sometimes people borrow someone else's knife if they only need it for a second. It's insane how many people don't sharpen their knives. A dull knife is a dangerous knife. Also, always cut away from yourself. That way, if the knife slips, it flies away from you, not into you.
Plus always work over a table. Man...just thinking about how it would have been if she would have hit her femoral artery. She'd have bled out long before the ambulance got to her.
Lol that kittens story is adorable. I want to know how that happened. Also your voices and reactions to some of the stories had me rolling. Personal favorites were the solid impression and the old lady in the house remodel story.
I used to work part time as a housekeeper at a small in and on holidays we would have to clean up rooms with many, MANY, empty bottles of liqueur that the guests would bring. Surprisingly there weren't too many bad messes I had to clean except one day in the area outside where housekeeping usually have lunch there was just one giant massive turd on one of the chairs. I was the one who had discovered it because I have a pretty sensitive nose and had noticed the smell as soon I went near the area. Thankfully my supervisor at the time volunteered to clean it up. There was also this other time where me and another girl (we usually worked in groups of two or three) were cleaning a room. The guests were even there at the time and seemed pretty nice. There was just this one room where for some reason all the bedding, sheets, and even the bed skirt were all rolled up into a ball on the floor. Me and the other girl didn't know what to do so instead we just reported it to our supervisor and another group of three with one of the members being a much older and more experienced worker were sent down. Afterwards, I hear from them that rolled up in all the bedding was poop, with a little accidentally falling on to the older worker's hand. So basically shout out to all my supervisors and older workers who were the true MVPs in house keeping because there was no f*ing way I would ever volunteer to clean that crap.
I assumed those were comments from other redditors replying to the messages and Mainly Facts adding them to the story for extra content? Correct me if im worng.
@Bart Bevelander Sometimes it is a reply but other times it's him. I can usually pick them apart based on the tone of voice he reads it in. Either way good content.
I heard stories at my workplace that some people in the meat department were having the outside of the bedroom fun. This was what I was told after I helped out meat in the department. Another one is a local store shoplifter was found on the train track checked out. No one found out how or questioned it.
I relayed story 33 to my dad: a Vietnam veteran. He laughed and told me a similar story. My parents went camping with a few of his surviving platoon buddies. They were at a lake where a crowd was forming at the shoreline. A guy got maimed by a boat propeller and was face down in the water. My dad's friend David waded into the water, grabbed the guy by the hair, and faced him toward the crowd. "Anybody know this guy?" He waited a few seconds, got no response, and placed the dead dude back down in the water. He tread back to shore, and he and my dad unfazed - walked back to camp.
For those asking about the Seleb, after looking it up myself, it apparently can mean half a dozen different things, but the only one that makes sense in the context of the story, is a type or brand of sex toy.
I know I shouldn't be surprised by this, I know that roaches survive almost anything. But bleached roaches? Like damn that's both very, very creepy and very, very cool.
I worked in the kitchen of a nursing home for 10 years. One day as I was bussing the dining room tables a small elderly woman got out of her chair (probably wanting to help me) and she just fell on the floor and hit her head. It was so scary but she was ok. I've also seen a man having a seizure, his body was jerking in a rolling bed, being pushed out to go the hospital, that man passed away 😔
Our local ASPCA has doors to separate each area, so when they clean the litter boxes and cages every day they release all of the cats to socialize with each other while they clean. I couldn't do it...I'd be slumped on the floor covered in cats after five minutes, and five minutes more and I'd be asleep! But if you wanna see a room full of 50ish free range spayed kittens to young adult cats all together for an hour or two, that's the place to go! Unfortunately the kitten room has only enough room for one adult human to lay on the floor while awkwardly covered by kittens. It'd be scratchy. One of my cats has actually figured out that letting me cuddle him and laying on my chest as a warm purring weight for like 10 minutes puts me right to sleep. He decided midnight is my bedtime (I'm 35 and a 5 yr old cat decided my bedtime...the nerve), not his bedtime though, he jumps down once I start nodding, and he even bugs me earlier to take my nighttime pills. He's too dang smart. I got him from the local ASPCA, lol.
Story 9 happens way more often than it should. I know people who have lost their home, or been kicked out of school by a mistake on the organizations end, and after it was brought to their attention they still just allowed it to happen.
As a man with a medical condition who has to go to the emergency room a lot I've seen some interesting things. I watched a man have a seizure so bad he coughed up a fountain of blood, I had a woman basically hit on me while her much older husband is having medical issues right beside her, I've seen people come in with gunshot wounds, I've watched junkies fake being in pain, and so many other crazy events.
Been in the medical field for 20 years. When I first started, putting something in their mouth was the recommended route of action. Some years later, they changed that recommendation. It isn't that people that said to do it are idiots, it's that they were literally taught differently, and weren't up to date on the newest information available.
Tl;dr lady comes into work, claims god had given her the gift of telepathy, that her ex bf had been sending her telepathic messages, that the end was near, and proceeded to shake some butt before she left. I work a little local health nut smoothie shop, we get a lot of crazies who come in, notably one lady who made a scene about the products being “pasteurized.” But that’s another story. It was like 5 minutes before my shift ended, I’m working with a coworker who frankly doesn’t like me, I’m a whole lot younger then her and still in high school, we are also both women, this is important for later in the story. So I had been having a rough shift, I was just tired and ready to get outta there when I see a car approaching, oh joy. A lady comings in and I’m so grateful I had my mask on because I would not have been able to hide my reactions. She starts talking about her (ex?) boyfriend and how she was there to visit him but he was being uncooperative ect ect. So I’m like ‘ok a bit tmi but alright what else is new.” And then she starts talking about telepathy… So (according to her) god had given her the gift of telepathy to spread the word of the lord, and that her “boyfriend” had been sending her telepathic messages to come visit him. And when she showed up at his house he didn’t answer the door. She was asking for me and my coworkers advice and I personally do not have the energy to deal with crazy, so I’m like “Ma’am if he’s sending you mixed signals and not keeping his word then he’s not good enough for you.” Mostly I just wanted her to stop bothering the poor guy but apparently he was her “true love” and she couldn’t love anyone else so what can ya do. Anyway she asks me and my coworker if we are Christian (my coworker is I am not), “yes, ma’am I know Jesus loves me.” If you live in the south you get good at that. She proceededs to give me and my coworker a front row sermon about: A) prosecution of Christians B) people believing that she’s crazy but she’s not crazy C) that weed and partying are part of the Christian doctrine and that Jesus was chill with it D) the oncoming rapture Or E) all of the above Ding!ding!ding! If you guessed E) you are correct! It was pre-haps the most surreal experience of my life and it lasted like 30 minutes, highlights included her discussing her sexual and weed habits, and me and my coworker reassuring her we did not believe she was crazy. We believed she was crazy. The cherry on top of this glorious shit storm was, when turning to leave, she proceeded to shake ass, and asked if I (a 17yr old) would do so as well. I politely declined. She got only one smoothie and did not tip. I’m still not convinced it actually happened and wasn’t just some elaborate fever dream.
your reaction to super mutant spiders nearly killed me- hehehe- I love hearing your reaction and opinions on the stories you read! its entertaining! :3
My youngest brother had to have a colostomy bag for about 5 years. Is the day before the surgery they had everyone in the immediate family so all of us siblings and both of the parents sat down and had a conversation and went over a booklet. This booklet had information about how to properly administer the colostomy bag but also how to properly dispose of the contents and the first line in that section said "do not dispose in it sinks or other places with plastic piping or that could possibly sit." The possibly sit was referring to p-trap's and s-traps in situations that do not clean themselves like sinks or bathtubs.
I've had over three years of retail experience, beginning back in 2019 to present day. I have a good eye for noticing small things that may be laying around. Over time, I've seen things like small bugs, jewelery, someone's fake nail, beer and food left in carts, money, and other small things like that. But one of the worst things that happened while I was at work last year, was something I didn't see for myself. I was there that day, but in a different room. One of my coworkers had found a bag of marijuana inside a boot, and he didn't actually know what it was, until he was notified that it was marijuana. The supervisor that was there that day called the cops, and I don't know what came of it. But it was definitely one of the craziest days at work, for sure.
While it's more tame than some of them in here, these sit kind of hard with me. I'm 21 now and I used to work as a security guard, Indiana allows that at 18, just not armed work. I was trained in first aid and CPR. Where I used to work, I dealt with a lot of messed up things, mostly because of people not knowing any better, or because of people working in America who had issues before. While working with a Police Department ODO (Off Duty Officer) I had a few incidents with drugs happen. A woman overdosed, we kept her awake, she told me about how someone had gotten her addicted to heroin when she lived in Mexico and she came to America to try and escape it. She had failed at that, lost her job and got deported. I also witnessed a severe heroin withdraw, he nearly died, incoherent and babbling. Didn't even know his own name. I can't get the image of those eyes out of my head, glassy, gone, almost dead eyes. He somehow survived, with my inability to administer medication, and my just, lack of life experience. Previous to these, I had to deal with a few first aid cases, that were less drug related, and more bloody. A female worker, maybe 25, reached into an overstuffed compartment and when she pulled her hand out, skinned the top of her index finger almost down to the bone. From the first knuckle, to the nail. In a different case, a separate girl fell down the stairs of our 4 story mezzanine, and hit her head on a bolt. It ripped her cheek open and I could see teeth from the side of her face, from the outside. It was maybe a square inch hole through the side of her face. For those stories I was either the responding guard or the backup in the incident. Now, more comedic, but still terrible. I was on tour, maybe 8pm. I get to one of the sets of bathrooms and a guy I knew walks up to me and asks me "Hey D, can you check inside? It really fucking stinks." I obliged, as it was a place that I had to go into. I open the door and the foulest stench I had ever had the displeasure of smelling hit my nostrils. My eyes instantly watered and I almost vomited on the spot. I basically fell out of the door and gasped for clean air. I called on the radio that I needed maintenance at those restrooms and called for a super to come with for a report. When they got there, we went in. It wasn't as bad the second time around, but once we all were in, the maintenance guy vomited, the super complained about being queasy, and my eyes were burning again. we rounded the corner into the main chamber with urinals and sinks, to find sewage, oozing up from the floor drains, sinks, toilets, and out of the urinals. It turns out, that for months, some of the workers had been flushing feminine products. All four of the restrooms for this warehouse ran into a singular junction that ran out to the septic. This junction was big enough for my 6'2" self to be able to stand up in. It had been clogged, fully, and the demonic shit balloon, had just happened to pop, about an hour before I had gone on my tour.
Not really a job but the most messed up thing I’ve seen at school was actually two things. 1. I used to have this friend who had a strict family and I don’t remember their religion but she had the choice of either marrying a family member or a stranger. At 13 years old she was already in an arranged marriage. I would also usually see her with bruises and black eyes, I really wish I contacted CPS to save her from the abuse she endured, I hope she’s okay. 2. A young student got pregnant by a teacher which was really, really fucked up. She decided to keep the baby but I hope she’s alright now. The teacher got fired and I’m not sure if the parents took him to court or not.
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Had a job in hose fabrication. We had people up front who'd take orders from customers or even do company lunches to butter up sed customer. Well we had one guy lets call him M and he had the company card and blew on expensive dinners, cars, and his drug problem. It costed the company hundreds of thousands of dollars.
I walked into a conversation with a bunch of girls talking shit about men and literally saying “I hate men” kid enough for customers to hear this and they laughed loudly. I went in and said “I hate women” and I was met with immediate yelling and screaming at me. I got a write up no one else did.
The kitten story, that is what I really needed today, that is the type of mistake I'd happily make especially if they had puppies, then I'd change up the days of when I get taken down by those lovely fluffy loafs.
Your story reminded me of my ex-husband's stepfather and what he did to his parents. They were declaring bankruptcy and they didn't want their home brought into it because it was paid for so they had it transferred to their son's name. A few weeks after the bankruptcy he told them they needed to move out because he was taking the house. I also worked at a mortgage company once and a man's son convinced him to send his mortgage money to him and he would take care of making the payments. His son didn't make the payments and took the money. The guy lost his house.
I didn't see it but got a graphic description of what happened from his lead man that morning. I used to be a forklift operator for a large multinational beverage maker. One night, there was a wet floor. The 3rd shift forklift operator was driving top speed, (about 20 MPH), and tried to make a sudden 90 degree turn on the wet floor. 20 MPH doesn't sound like much until you consider that this forklift is smaller than the average car but, at 8,500 pounds, it weighs 3 times as much. Concentrated kinetic horsepower on solid rubber wheels. These are electric forklifts and the battery weighs 3,600 pounds by itself. Anyway, this didn't go as planned. What does any intelligent, experienced machine operator do when his 8,500 pound forklift is sliding sideways out of control right at a brick wall? That's simple, of course. You put your foot out to stop your 8,500 pound forklift from hitting said brick wall, don't you? Well, needless to say, his foot did not slow the forklift at all until it got pinched between the wall and the overhead guard vertical support. He bounced off the wall, jumped off and started to hop around on one foot. His boss saw what happened from the office and thought he was literally hopping mad. He went out to calm him down and heard him say that he hurt his foot. His boss helped him into the office, sat him down and proceeded to take his shoe off. When his boss saw blood welling up out of his shoe, he called the production supervisor. Top dog on 3rd shift. The supervisor brought his car around to the warehouse and drove him to the hospital 4 minutes away. It would have taken longer if they called an ambulance. As it turned out, an 8,500 forklift / brick wall combination is great for extracting a foot from a shin bone. When the ER staff cut his shoe off, they found that the only thing that was holding his foot on was a strip of skin 2 inches wide and 3 tendons. They reattached his foot but had to fuse his ankle solid. He was out of work for a year, came back to work for 3 weeks, quit and went to school to be a mortician. Whoda thunk it??? 🤔🤔
@@nicoleviolette1252 He was a great, albeit quiet guy. I worked 3rd shift, he worked 2nd but came in on 1st to quit so I never got a chance to ask and he never discussed it with anyone.
@@that1juna It makes me wonder about how emergency room doctors who treat such catastrophic injuries can sleep at night without nightmares. My mother was the most rock solid woman I ever knew. When I was younger, when I got hurt bad enough to get stitches, she was Joanie on the spot without panic or emotion. When I was 22, I was at her house helping my father with something. I took my eyes off the table saw that I was working with only for a second just long enough to lay my thumb on top of the spinning blade. I screamed, she brought a towel and my father got the car. Not their first rodeo. We all made a run to the hospital for 8 more stitches. More than 100 total in my hands over the years. When we got home, she told me something that I never knew. She told me that she will be fine for 2 weeks, have a horrifying nightmare then it will be all done. She told me that she got the nightmare every time something like this happened. This was in Florida. Just 6 months before this, I had a short term job in Georgia and got the tendon cut, on the job, that extends the middle finger of my left hand. I called to tell her about my day. Two weeks later, like clockwork, from 500 miles away, she had the nightmare. It was uncanny. I think Einstein called it, "Spooky action at a distance". 😄😄
@@jeffmccrea9347 Same here, I’ve seen many people disrespecting them and not even thinking about how brave they are to do that job and how many lives they had saved. People like your mother will always have my respect 🤍
I grew up at a remote mountain fishing resort. In the mid 90's I worked in housekeeping. We went into a hotel room and pulled the blankets back and the bed was covered in blood. There were inches of depth pooled in the middle and almost the whole surface of the queen was covered. We wanted to report to the police. The owner of the resort said absolutely not and ordered the supervisor to put a new mattress on. Nobody bleeds that much and survives. We may have had the evidence to get justice for a victim and it haunts me to this day that we cleaned up a possible murder scene.
My wife works at an animal hospital, she had a family bring in their 3 year old dog to have it put down because they were going on vacation and couldn't find a pet sitter.
Nope nope nope nope nope. That’s when you have the family arrested for cruelty to animals (and plaster their mugshots everywhere to prevent future adoptions) and take the pet home yourself. I simply cannot imagine that heartlessness.
The video was about fucked up things not awesome shit that’s totally great fap material. I want you to tell me how the filthy shitbeast died. Please say it whimpered and panicked as it went!
The one at 41:00 hit home for me. I was at school, and I was talking to my friend who looked sick. He walked down the hall, and two minutes later this kid ran up saying someone had a seizure. It was my friend. I was the last person to talk to him before he went to the hospital.
Ohhhh!!! I have a good one for this! I worked third shift at a factory one year while I was taking classes during the day. My job was to keep things in order. Not exactly cleaning, but making things tidy and refilling things that needed it.Wasn't a hard job, and I liked it. But between school and work, I was really sleepy. At this facility there is a factory side, and an office side and on third shift, the office side it closed. I make my rounds there nonetheless to make sure the big conference room is clean, and the the office workers would always leave snacks for whoever kept it tidy. One night, I was headed up the stairs, and spotted a man (married) and a woman( single) heading to the conference room for some indoor Olympics. "Woah!" I thought. "How often does this happen??" Turns out, there was this particular German woman who everyone ( married men and women!) Met in this conference room a few times a week! I stuck a pin in it and decided that for the moment, I'd mind my own business. Remember when I said I was sleepy all the time? I would catch a nap in an empty office here and there. No harm done, since all of my work was always completed by morning. Some of the guilty cheating parties tried to get me in trouble for this. He was even bold enough to tell me to my face, " We know you sleep in empty offices sometimes. You should be fired". So I said, " Yeah, a whole lot of things goes on in those offices don't they??" While shooting him a "bring the smoke" look. He got the point because his eyes got as big as quarters and all of the guilty individuals started singing my praises to the manager..... yeah...that's what I thought
I work in shipping and one morning I find a plush toy unicorn in a box that had broken open. Im checking the plush toy for damage when I discover a suspicious surprise on the back end of the unicorn. A pocket p#$$%. Suffice to say I put it back in the box immediately and sealed it shut then started laughing my ass off for the rest of the shift. When ever anyone asks me what is one of the weirdest things I have ever seen I mention that one. Still inspires a good chuckle.
Story 4, That Riddler actor had the best response I could imagine for that. Just imagine getting KOd and having a cool enough head to say "Thank's for the feedback".
Two stories from my jobs. Only personally saw one. First. 2010, I worked at a pharmaceutical company, third shift. I com in to hear about something that had happened during 1st shift's lunch. A driver had delivered something to the warehouse, and got back in his truck. Rather than leave, though, he pulls along the far side of the building (no unheard of. Good place to sort paperwork, have their own lunch, etc, before pulling out and driving off. Didn't block anyone), so no one thought anything of it. Until someone having lunch looked out the small cafeteria's windows and started laughing his ass off. Calls over everyone else. And I do mean EVERYONE. Turns out the trucker had picked up a prostitute. The windows of the cafeteria were tinted dark for whatever reason, so from the driver's POV, he assumed they were unused offices or something, because even at night, if you were outside, you could barely see light coming from them. But they let IN light just fine. So he was nailing this lady as hard as he could, while 50 or 60 people watched and laughed their asses off. Well, aside from the 1st shift site manager, who called the trucker's company. Dude got fired that day, and from what we were told, the employer of the trucker told him explicitly that it was because the entire shift staff of a client watched him bring a hooker to the company's truck and go to town with her. Second. This one directly involves me. Last year, I had a short stint working at dollar general, in-between one job closing doors permanently (thanks, covid) and finding a more suitable job (where I work now). It was just a holdover to pay the bills. as it was a brand new store, there wasn't much of note about it or the normal customers. Until one night my coworker comes to the office, looking both amused and horrified (I was in the office because, despite only working there 7 months, and having NO previous manger experience, I ended up being made full-time key, which had essentially 80% of the responsibilities of an assistant manager. Signed the paperwork, handled all deliveries, instructed co-workers on tasks, did money and reports at end of night, etc). So, it was 8:30, and being a slow night, I was getting a jump on my end of shift duties so we could get out of there without lingering. And she finds me there, and she's giggling, and tells me to check the camera for the women's hygiene and makeup aisle. Saying "this is the funniest shit I've ever seen, but I think we need to call the cops." OK, I'm not gonna be politically correct about this, or sensitive to people's "life choices." Most people/instances, especially in person, I try to be respectful and move on. But when telling a story about a complete freak, I will not be polite. There was a man. Judging by his gaunt build, his face, and his balls (more on that in a moment), probably late 50s, early 60s. Wearing the WORST blonde wig I've ever seen, 8 inch heals, red lipstick, and a 100% translucent gauze dress, and that is it. The dress was the smallest, flimsiest thing I'd ever seen. Barely had a top, but just managed to cover "his" tits (sag, saggy things that sat on a man's otherwise hairy chest), and ended just before his gentiles (maybe it was made for someone a foot shorter?) that had slits up the side half of it's already incredibly short length. Co-worker hadn't seen him come in. Just looked over and saw this guy's hairy ass, and balls dangling, while bent over at the waist to look at something on a lower shelf. Why not bend the knees and get down there? Well, either he was too old to squat comfortably, or he liked putting his anus on display for the world. I easily believe either. So, after a minute of grasping what I'm seeing, and laughing while finding the store phone, I'm about to call the police on the dude, when he picks something, walks to the register (coworker back out there) pays for it, and leaves. There was no one else in the store, and it was late. We decide to call the store manager, tell her about it, give her the timestamp to look it up, and move on with close. (Store manager was in utter disbelief when she watched the cameras the next day. It was a riot). Anyhow, we keep our eyes out, because that CAN NOT happen again, but don't see the dude again, and it almost gets forgotten. Then, in my last week working there, at 3:30 in the afternoon, in the summer, guess who comes strolling in again? In the EXACT SAME OUTFIT. OK, last time it was funny. We were also a new store, with almost no business. It was winter, and happened at night, and no other customers around. I also needed the job to pay my bills. Now? It's mid afternoon, in the summer, when neighborhood kids regularly come up on their bikes to buy snacks. The store has people in it, and I start my new job the next week, so 'm not all that concerned about being fired. I'm also the only key holder in the store, so this is my responsibility. As he walks through the double doors, I come out from behind the counter, stand in the way. No preamble, and no pretense at being nice, I just tell him "You have to turn around and leave. Now." He starts getting agitated and flustered, and demands to know why I won't let him in the store. I tell him "Sir, it is broad daylight, and you're fucking naked. Turn around and leave, now, or I call the police." Seeing my attitude, he gets more mopey but indignant. Think of the viral "It's Ma'am!" thing from gamestop as what I expected, I instead got a sheepish 'it's not 'sir,' I'm a lady." Tell him "I don't care what you call yourself, you're a freak, you're naked, and I have kids in the store. Get the fuck out of here." And, meekly, they left. And I had to laugh again as I watch them walk back to their pickup truck (which is so tall that this guy, who is roughly my height at 6 feet, struggles to climb back into it, especially in those stupid heels), and see them looking back at me twice as they walk away, like a forlorn dog being driven from their home with their tail between their legs. Let people do what they want. Wanna take hormones and change gender? Fine. Want to wear trashy outfits to pretend you're sexy? You do you. I genuinely don't care, and tend towards the "shrug your shoulders and move on with my life" approach. But what this dude was doing to get his rocks off was not OK, and I don't regret a word I said. And if he had shown up in a proper sundress (length appropriate) and underwear (in case his bad knees meant he had to bend at the waist)... I wouldn't have said a damn thing. I'd have been minimally helpful, minimally polite, cashed him out, told him to have a good day, and maybe chuckled later to coworkers about that kook from earlier. But instead, he did what he did, and so I did what I did. Oh, the old coworker who had seen him the first time? No longer worked there, but I still had her number. Sent her a text that the nudist was back. She blew up my phone almost instantly wanting to know what happened.
As a physically disabled and autistic man myself who is active in the mentally and physically disabled community, I unironically love story four. I had a student (also a really big kid) full on ninja chop me while excitedly showin me his UltraMan moves. It definitely hurt lol. When I explained to him that it did and we need to use stage fighting tactics he was very apologetic and didn’t use UltraMan force again. Likely since I’m autistic, I never really played pretend. I’m more on the literal/analytical side of the spectrum (not every autistic person is literal in case you didn’t know as it is a SPECTRUM). I love it when others engage in imaginative play though. I admire the intelligence it takes. That audience member was not only a great participant for the actors during their show, the fact that he was able to immerse himself so deeply and have such an awesome time is just so cool. Obviously, hands are not for hitting and a redirection and appropriate level of scolding is absolutely called for. But since the Riddler was ok and took it like a champ, the positive side is definitely where to look.
I will not say where I work, but I've seen a lot of crazy shit at my job. Still work there btw. I have two stories. 1. Heard the customer bathroom toilet was flooded (we have two bathrooms in the store, with one strictly being for employees and always locked and unavailable without the key to it and the other being for pretty much everyone). I told my manager and he said he would handle it. The poor guy even offered to help unclog it, but we didn't really have plungers available 24/7, as they would always end up going missing, or someone wouldn't clean them and put them back where they found them. I know (not sure who my coworkers were thinking to be responsible for this crap) it couldn't have been the guy who told me because I saw him walk in the store after I walked in to start my shift. Note, some shit is always happening on Monday, so I'm more or less prepared for the shit that usually unfolds since crazy is always unpredictable in that store on Mondays. On of the AMs went to see what they were potentially dealing with. I never saw her reaction, but she did tell our manager she gagged while opening the door so whatever it was, it had to be horrifying. I then opened the door and oh God did I regret doing that. IT STUNK. I can't even describe the smell. It was like someone shat in the toilet without flushing it for an entire month. It, it was just terrible. I swear, someone would be getting a life sentence for attempted murder and possible biological warfare because that's how bad it was in there. To make shit worse (no pun intended ughh) the floor was COVERED in fluids. I couldn't even recognized what I was looking at on the floor. It was like something right out of John Carpenter's _The Thing_ It looked like melted and liquified bodily fluids turned the bathroom into their home. I just, I just can't. It was really bad. I was not cleaning that either. I don't know who the poor unfortunate soul is that had to clean up that putrid wasteland, but I deeply apologize for the bio warfare you were drafted into. 2. Some customer opened a thing of bread and a can of Vieana sausages, put the sausages in between two slices of bread and ate it in one of the aisles. We found the empty can, the half-eaten sandwich and the loaf of bread that was opened. The empty can was found on one of the crown end displays and the loaf of bread was found in the cookie aisle. Whoever did that wanted to make sure we didn't find out about their deed too quickly.
my wife used to work at a large book store. one night, as they were closing, she was taking her till up to the office to count her money. when she opens the door and finds the manager and assistant Manger (both men) with their pants around their ankles fricken like rabbits.
I can relate to Story 10. I worked at a Wal-Mart photo lab and had a similar experience. This was back when they first brought in the FujiFilms kiosk to print your digital photo to photo paper photos. Wal-Mart had(/has?) a policy to screen every photo developed on-site for illicit materials which was mainly for stopping child pornography (obviously a very good thing to prevent), but also for stopping prints for general nudity. This did not stop people from submitting all kinds of nude photos which all had to be rejected. So one day, I'm going through the submitted photos and happened upon photos taken up close and up-side down of a dong dressed up as Santa. The dong was the nose, balls had the googly eyes, and pubes were painted grey and style as Santa's hair. It was stylize with a beard, glasses, and a hat. At first, I was surprised then I laughed my ass off. Later when the customer, a couple, came to pick the photos up, they asked why they didn't get all of their photos printed. I had to inform them the Wal-Mart does not print nudity at its 1hr Photo and that they were skipped. The couple seemed to get embarrassed that we had seen their photos.
I used to work at a Goodwill outlet, the premise of this type of store is that we'd get everything that didn't sell from the surrounding goodwills and sell them by the pound. Whatever didn't get sold ended up getting processed and/or thrown away, so we were a mix of a store and garbage facility basically. One day I was processing unsold clothes and found a woman's passport. I turned it into my supervisor and didn't think much of it, that was until I found a copy of the woman's obituary later that day. Shook me up a bit, but i just thought that she passed away and the family donated he clothes. The next morning I come in and find another passport for the UK, it belonged to the same woman, she was a dual citizen. I started to wonder just how much of her stuff we actually had. Sometimes items got put in with the clothes and we had to throw those out if they weren't valuable, I remember finding a sealed wooden box that I couldn't get opened so I threw it in a container to be sent to a trash compactor. Didn't think much of that either until the end of my shift. While we were cleaning up I found a folded document under a piece of machinery at my work area. It was for the "Disposal of Cremated Human Remains" and it regarded the woman who's 2 passports and obituary I found over the past 2 days. It was in that moment that I realized what that sealed box was, why it was not only locked but glued shut, it was her ash box. I realized unknowingly threw out someone's ashes and felt horrible, I still do. It's such a horrible situation, somehow this woman's belongings and remains get sent donated to a f**king thrift store, sit around for a month, get sent to another store and end up in the garbage by my hand. The whole thing still messes with me several years later.
Iam so sorry.... this was so sad because no one cared about her.....at least they should have donated her body to science rather than just toss her away.....I wonder if she had any family?
@@lydiapetra1211 I don't know. I remember her name and could find her obituary online at one point. Part of me wanted to reach out to her family, but then what would I say to them? "Sorry I threw your loved one in the garbage several years ago?". Also, what if they were the same people who lead to her ashes getting donated anyway. It really is a weird and difficult thing to deal with.
That’s simply awful!! I’m so sorry you had to discover that… but you obviously cared about her when few others did. I’m sure she appreciates that someone noticed her and cared. On another note, I remember watching an episode of “Paranormal Witness” or some such show where a niece inherited her aunt’s ashes and wasn’t sure what to do with them. Her aunt was not a nice person and they didn’t have a warm relationship. The ashes stayed in a closet and weird things started happening in her home - some violent, all terrifying. Finally she was desperate and had the ashes scattered at her aunt’s favorite place, a local casino. The incidents at her home stopped.
My grandma once cut the tip of her finger off. 2 of my aunts and my mom were there, and all three are terrified of blood. They sent my oldest cousin to entertain us kids and keep us from coming downstairs. (I still feel betrayed, I thought she just wanted to hang for once) The adults are screaming and trying to find my third aunt who's a doctor and was out on a walk with my uncle. It was chaos. I was informed this a week after it happened. My grandma is fine now btw
1. Customers trying to steal our fire extinguisher 2. Student barricading himself in a dorm room and then disappearing when security arrived 3. Guy asking for an additional key to the hotel room that wasn’t his, getting it (my colleague made a mistake), calling the person that actually paid for the room to brag about having the key, going into the room, throwing stuff around in a rage fit when I went there with security to kick him out and eventually demanding a written confirmation from us that he left the room at X time. 4. One of our contractors literally murdering another employee over borrowed money. 5. A taxi driver chasing after my car on foot, because I „stole” ,,his” parking spot.
When spiders don't move, they don't burn many calories. They can hunker down and until prey comes along they'll just sit and wait. Spiders and ants can't be microwaved, and perhaps they don't absorb much nuclear radiation either. From the size it sounded like a huntsman spider, and they're white to begin with. I know that some animals that live in dark places evolve without pigment or eyes after some time, like cave fish and invertebrates, but that takes thousands of years. I think this guy just freaked out over one spider he wasn't expecting.
2:46 This is not simply two men on acid taking one turn each to push eachother in a shopping cart looking at the entire store and then buying a cake every Wednesday at specifically 3:00 AM, this is art.
Once when I was working at a Hardees when I was 17 or so, some lady went to the bathroom and shit all over the toilet... not in the toilet, on it, and it splattered around the area too. I literally don't know how they manage to do that, but I remember my on shift manager tried to tell me to go do it and I came back with "Y'all don't pay me to risk my health for this company, and I will quit right now", so she begrudgingly did it herself.
I work at a gas station in the middle of the ghetto in my city, and even in just a few weeks a got a couple stories, here’s a good one: I work the overnight shift, and my boss and I went out on a smoke break at around 3 am. This random dude comes out of his car and goes straight to the bathroom inside, we didn’t really think much of it at first. A couple more people come in, we take their orders, some tweakers sit down and charge their phones, usual night. An hour passes, and I realize that I still haven’t seen the dude come out yet. So I go to the bathroom, and I swear to god as soon as I opened the door, I heard this man giggle and flush the toilet while hitting something in the stall, and from under the stall door all I can see is his bare ass. Dog was butt naked, laying on the bathroom floor hitting the pipe at 4 am. We yelled that we were calling the cops, and a few minutes later he come dashing out and pulls out the lot. The worst part is that my manager said this wasn’t the first time he’s had to do this.
About story 20, like he said having fetishes is normal, just as long as it doesn't harm anyone else, and you and the other participant are perfectly fine with it, but do take into consideration what you're getting into, and do your research beforehand, be safe everybody.
story 8, i didn't know what rigor mortise was, i was told to sweep the floors of a hospital from top floor to the morgue in the basement, got to the basement, a stiff moved, i scream, i hear a scream, i run, the 2nd scream was the morgue doctor having a heart attack after hearing my scream, the doctor looked like a walking corpse himself,
Lol I heard a similar story to the one with the freshman couple going at it. At my college there was a quad that connected all of the Freshman dorms so we called it the Freshman quad though there was another building mainly for sophomores close enough that some upper classmen used it too. The first floor windows of some of the windows look out directly on the quad. So one night some people I’m talking to tell me that they saw a couple going at it in plain view because it was dark out and the light was on in their room. They never caught on.
TW: gore 28:56 I had a friend get his hand stuck in a hydraulic press that was part of a wood shredder. His hand basically exploded, he still has his hand today and you can’t even tell it ever happened. Btw he was 14 when this happened.
Story 20 reminds me of a cousin, I've heard this story time and time again from different relatives. Apparently, his vibrator wasn't powerful enough, so he managed to wire it to a generator of some kind, definitely more powerful than it needed to be, and had to be rushed to the ER when it melted inside of him. My family has always told me to keep my sex life fairly vanilla because of this instance. Issue is: I've been hearing this story since I was young. I'm sick of it. It's gross. Pretty sure this is a contributing factor to me being demisexual and being very easily grossed out by sex stuff
I worked as a florist. Our store was right next to the entrance to a graveyard as it belonged to a landscaping firm, which specializes in taking care of graves like planting new flowers etc). One time a woman came in after a lot of people who went to the same funeral and asked if we had a bag for her. I handed her one and she asked if she could use our toilet. Our toilet was only for employees l, so I told her where the public toilets were (right around the corner next to the entrance of the graveyard). She then proceeded to tell me, she was going to shite in the bag and throw it into the grave of a family member, who abused her her entire childhood, during the funeral. I didn't know what to say, so all I muttered was an "OK" and went back to work. Idk what else I should have done or how I should have reacted, but nobody in my place of work heard anything about the aftermath.
I once worked in a factory that had guilotine presses triggered by a foot switch, a guy had reached across under one of these presses that he was operating and accidently triggered the switch, the guilotine took his hand off in 2 seconds, the guy started screaming/laughing histerically in shock but the area he was in was so loud, no one heard him, me and a supervisor found him wandering aimlesly holding his hand in the other still intact hand. He was taken to the hospital but we never saw him again. In response to story 23.
Yikes! You always have a reaching stick! It's like having a pushing block with a table saw. Some people just shouldn't work around dangerous machinery. Yes, I've had to provide the urgent care run, but it was only a mild saw accident, but best to get it checked out. I studied jewelry and metals in college and I was always running herd on people in the off hours.
it happened to one of my great grand auntns back in the 60s or 70s. She had an appointment with a plumber. She was taking her shower when the door rang, so she put on her bathrobe and went to see who it was. it was the plumber. She let him in and asked him to wait for her to put on more convenient clothes. When she came back, the plumber was naked and ready to go. No need to say my aunt wasn't expecting this at all. Turns out, for this plumber, most of the time, when a female client invited him in a bathrobe, it meant they had a different kind of plumbing issue. My aunt though just needed her kitchen to be fixed.
Some guy took a few bottles from the wine aisle and drank them in the customer washroom. He then proceeded to pull a knife on the employees that kicked him out :/ There's at least one arrest/incident every month at our store but that's the worst I've seen
A woman went into the women's rest room and proceeded to throw and smear her shit everywhere. To anyone who thinks women are cleaner than men yea shut the hell up you have never been a janitor.
That was an emotional roller-coaster. 12) the manager with 40 kittens running over made me very envious 😂. That sounds like a life goal 😂. Followed by 13, which was harrowing. The woman who set herself on fire. What hell is someone going through to make them do something like that? It's not just unaliving themselves. It's unaliving in the (possibly) worst way, that causes excruciating pain. The poor people who rushed to help. I don't see how you can ever fully recover from seeing something so horrific 😭.
I worked with disabled folks. The company gave them all sorts of odd jobs. One of these jobs was shredding paper that the company doesn't need anymore. They stupidly/carelessly didn't check one of the newly donated shredders. Turns out the shredder didn't have a safety guard and one of the disabled folks got their hand stuck in it. Lost his whole hand. It was terrifying. Nobody made a noise, not even the guy losing his hand. We only heard the sound of his hand being shredded while he locked eyes with me like "what do I do now?" It was his first day at work. Thankfully I wasn't the only person there because I froze up. I couldn't look away from him. My coworker unplugged it and another called the ambulance. I wish I was more helpful but I just stood there and locked eyes with him while he silently got his hand demolished.
39:51 I'm also one of the employees at a Chick-fil-a, who wears the cow suit (I quite enjoy it). But I've had kids Hit, Pull, & Tug on me while in the suit. I had this one kiddo who would not stop pulling on the tail, even when asked to by staff. I had to go to the back, because I was about to break chater & yell at the kid.
Not long after finishing high school, a good friend of mine was driving us back to his house in a residential area. To get to his house was a 45 mph zone with residential sidestreets randomly opening up here and there. Basically an unsafe condition, and they have since reduced the posted speed to 30 mph. That said, I believe my lead footed friend was only doing the speed limit because of the line of traffic in front of us. Then just before we reach his sidestreet, a young teeage girl on a bycycle just jets out right in front of us. He didn't have time to hit the brakes and she, for whatever reason never looked back until just before impact. The look on her face as she realized what was about to happen to her is something I won't ever forget. And it was not pretty. Fortunately for her she went upwards instead of going underneath. This was the early 1980s and my friends car was a big heavy gas hog from the early 1970s. A big brown Pontiac I'm not real sure the model anymore though. And I was amazed how much damage she inflicted on that thick Detroit steel. We caught her by the front sprocket of her bike and literally folded it in half like a taco. Up she flew and we both see little sprays of blood squirting in every direction. When it's over, my friend stopped immediately and started to get out as was I. Then for a brief moment, he started to panic and seemed he was going to drive away, then thought better, maybe because he liveed only a few blocks away. But we did the right thing and went to the young girl, who as we approached begining to convulse, as she wets herself so badly her urine is literally running down the street. And I'm thinking we just watched this poor girl die right before our eyes. But the gods were smiling on that girl that day, because she made a full recovery and was basically uninjured except for a mild concussion. His insurance guy said they determined her to be at fault as so many stopped to offer their witness accounts. They decided she was either on drugs, or just sort of stupid. But since she was basically unhurt, my friend and I can still laugh about it, albeit a bit nervously knowing we all dodged a bullet that sunny afternoon.
Story number six : the seizures thing is barely mentioned and this is literally the first time I learn about this tho i know when dealing with serious wounds on your own or with a buddy without pain killers and or something you should bite on something as it helps with with handling the pain But the seizure thing should be mentioned more ALOT more
Yeah. Back in the 90s, when I was a kid, it was thought that during a grand mal seizure, the kind where they flop around like that, that a person could, and would, swallow their tongue, or bite it off and choke to death during their seizure. Now that we've been able to do a lot more studies and with the improvement of our MRIs we know that that information is false. The best thing to do is try to put the person in the recovery position, it looks like they're sleeping tbh. If they're moving too violently at least get them on their side and put something soft under their head like a jacket or blanket, and if you don't have anything you can put your hands under their head or loosely cross your legs and put their head in your lap. You have to be a bit careful with the last one because if their head gets too high they might hurt their neck. Once they have stopped seizing you can put them in the recovery position and wait for help to arrive. Just because one seizure has stopped doesn't mean that you're out of the woods though. You should sit with the person because they may have another seizure, and they will be disoriented when they come to and may try to do something dangerous like walk into traffic. My mom is a nurse and I had to learn a lot of stuff growing up. I just think of myself as well prepared.
(I'm 13 currently, I was about 7 when this happened) I saw a short black boy around my age, maybe a little bit older, walking next to a plus sized white man with an uncomfortable expression on his face. I alerted my mum, but she had already noticed it and was keeping a watch on them. I can't quite remember what the boy did, but it was obviously something bad enough to have the man tightly grab his rist, hit him in the face, and then *shove him into his stomach, ultimately suffocating him??* I was so scared and confused, my mum called the police and had my dad run up to him and take the boy away, poor thing was hard of breath and barely conscious. I was too scared to, but my brother comforted him and talked casually to him in order to calm him down. The police came and took him into custody, and we were notified a few days later when the police Phoned us that he had infact kidnapped the boy and molested him multiple times in the few hours he had him. It was traumatising.
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Thank you for adding the verbal breaks between stories. "Story 2", "Story 3", etc. It makes much easier for me to listen along, while I work. Nice improvement. Time for me to subscribe!
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@@MainlyFact I second this! This is amazing! The only other thing I wish you did was add timestamps for when each one starts.
@@curbacz16 yeah I zone out sometimes (thanks to my ADHD) and it's a struggle trying to find the beginning of the story to start again. Would be a massive help!
ikr, many people dont add breaks inbetween stories and it pisses me off
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I know Story 4 ended with someone being knocked unconscious, but honestly that situation was kind of adorable. That friend playing Riddler is a true legend for handling it so gracefully.
And took that tko like champ too
Can definitely confirm story 6. When people are diagnosed with epilepsy, doctors make a point to emphatically stress not to put things in their mouths and that, no, you cannot swallow your own tongue or bite it off. What someone having a seizure CAN do is bite through something that they wouldn't normally bite through because the brains limiters are basically offline.
EDIT: Forgot to mention that during a seizure, gag reflex is also offline which is why choking hazards are especially dangerous (doctors will also tell new epileptics to avoid bathing alone for that reason).
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I don't get how that myth is still so prevalent either.
Every first aid training I had, the trainer would a segment about what to do if someone has a seizure, which basically boiled down to:
Don't touch them, get everything they could hurt themselves on away (like push away chairs etc) and call an ambulance (non american, so ambulances and hospital won't ruin you financially).
Don’t you roll them on their side if they become unconscious?
@@Vomitperson that's generally for people being uncontious, people with epilepsy have seizures, which often entail involuntary movements while all muscles cramp up.
@@TarisLunadon’t touch but get them out of danger? What if the danger is them falling because they were standing?
can all just take a moment to thank the manager and the guy from the second story for not getting those 2 in trouble and giving us this wonderful story to listen to
They really like cake!
When I was working at a well-known "Red and yellow fast food restaurant", we had one manager, a girl, who has like a mini bandage on her pinkie who claimed she "broke it" (could be, I'm not a doctor), the sad part is, she never TRIED to work, not at the register, not in the kitchen, she would do nothing all day and just eat french fries (in the kitchen, directly from the fryer) and howl at us to work faster. She started screaming at me one hour after my first shift, when I was being trained and the manager who trained me went away for a few minutes to check something. I still didn't know anything much about the job, so... Well I started working. I barely knew anything and she would berate me constantly for "not pulling my weight" (Remember, I had no training apart from "That thing is here, that thing is there"). I always wondered how she kept her job, my coworkers mentioned she had her bandages for more than two years now and was perfectly fine playing with her phone, and the other manager would just sigh and have a defeated look everytime we talked about it. Then one day I went to restock the meat and I saw her and "The Boss" together. In the office. You know what I mean. I knew why she was still there, and it made me mad.
My spouse used to work someplace where a lazy and completely incompetent employee was promoted to the lowest level of management and given seniority status that was above previously hired managers....because this employee was having a parking lot affair with a member of high-middle management. Bleugh.
In the long run it didn't work out, though, and the employee joined the Navy instead!
When my spouse began there, middle management there was very good...but they weren't paid very much and gradually transferred out or left to work elsewhere.
The internal employee who moved up the ladder due to the power vacuum
was not so good,
and he promoted only his lazy weekend party buddies...
Middle management there were all cokeheads by the time my spouse quit.
(One was a dealer who got busted and left employment there to go to prison).
Hubby went somewhere else for better pay, better safety and actual opportunities to advance that didn't involve snorting coke off of car keys in the parking lot.
Best decision ever!
Is it the Soviet Food Restaraunt? That is red and yellow.
Kudos to the guy playing the Riddler for handling the situation this well.
Story 2 is kinda wholesome. They’re just vibin
🤣🤣🤣
Loved it 😂
Ye
Yeah they don't hurt or annoy anybody, I hope that things will keep being well for them.
Honestly, this is how drugs should be used
I can vouch for the people talking about the medical situations. You’re shockingly calm in the moment, but afterward it really starts to get to you. I haven’t been able to shake the memory from my head.
Really true. My dad’s coworker got his arm ripped off from elbow down in a moving truck lift, and dad, being ex ems, pinched off the bleeding until ems got there. He didn’t show it but it hit him hard, bright side we he probably saved the guy’s life. When dad passed away suddenly, my mom just totally shut down and I took care of ems, police, and her. I was lucky I learned what to do from him. The calmness is eerie, I hope it gets better for you
@@sydneykloba7827 I’m sorry for your loss my guy, but your dad was a hero. You should be proud to be his kid. Saving someone’s life definitely changes you. Thanks for the kind words.
Yeah, if you see shit like that regularly it starts to just not affect you as much anymore but it's still fucked up. I used to hang around with a big group of kids, we were all alcoholics (and some also consumed other things) but i was the only one who didn't really get drunk no matter how much alcohol i had. Due to me usually being the most sober guy i became the designated medic. Because of... certain illegal activities regarding the trade of "pharmaceuticals" that some of those kids were involved with there usually were multiple illegal firearms present. Turns out I'm really good at packing bullet holes 😅 not something i would've wanted to find out but after the third time i just didn't give a shit anymore, treated the idiot and went right back to drinking... thank god i don't live in that shithole anymore. Also got over my addiction 2 years ago.
Edited for spelling, turns out sleep deprivation turns off your braincells. Who would've thought...
Story 20 hit me hard; just can't think of a worse way to go out. I feel just as bad for his parents/partner on hearing that news of what happened to him.
Story 18 reminded so much of this time I was at jewelry store in the mall picking up a ring that I got resized. As the employee went to grab my ring I looked out into the mall. This dude just stopped next to the trash can, slowly pulled his pants off and sat bare assed on the trash can to take a shit. I was stunned. The employee who had just came back with my ring was also staring dumbfoundedly at the scene before us. He called security. When the mall cops showed up they asked if he was okay. He said yeah but did they happen to have a tp? This didn't look to be a guy in dire straights who wasn't gonna make it. He also didn't look like an old guy with dementia. He also didn't seem high/drunk or mentally ill/disabled. He seemed like a fairly average dude. The weirder part was there was a bathroom about 30 feet away. It was so bizarre. He was so chill about it too. Just decided he felt like taking a shit in a trashcan in the middle of the mall.
Probably has some sort of mental issue or was absolutely on drugs.
It was a political statement about capitalism
@@seitanbeatsyourmeat666 😭
“Angry poop is the worst poop” killed me 😂💀
Edit: thx for 200 likes!
Lmao same
DOODY MANAGER.
I can just imagen him saying that with a straight face
I hear that and all I can think of Dragon Ball Z poop.
You've got 300 now👍
That one where the woman stabbed herself in the groin on accident. I work at a job that requires the use of knives on a regular basis. Sometimes people borrow someone else's knife if they only need it for a second. It's insane how many people don't sharpen their knives. A dull knife is a dangerous knife. Also, always cut away from yourself. That way, if the knife slips, it flies away from you, not into you.
Plus always work over a table. Man...just thinking about how it would have been if she would have hit her femoral artery. She'd have bled out long before the ambulance got to her.
Lol that kittens story is adorable. I want to know how that happened. Also your voices and reactions to some of the stories had me rolling. Personal favorites were the solid impression and the old lady in the house remodel story.
I personally don’t buy it, only cause I worked at petco and there’s no way we’d have that many cats (we don’t really get kittens either)
@@katlynrobertson1051 I mean if there's was a big breeder in the area maybe or multiple?
I used to work part time as a housekeeper at a small in and on holidays we would have to clean up rooms with many, MANY, empty bottles of liqueur that the guests would bring. Surprisingly there weren't too many bad messes I had to clean except one day in the area outside where housekeeping usually have lunch there was just one giant massive turd on one of the chairs. I was the one who had discovered it because I have a pretty sensitive nose and had noticed the smell as soon I went near the area. Thankfully my supervisor at the time volunteered to clean it up. There was also this other time where me and another girl (we usually worked in groups of two or three) were cleaning a room. The guests were even there at the time and seemed pretty nice. There was just this one room where for some reason all the bedding, sheets, and even the bed skirt were all rolled up into a ball on the floor. Me and the other girl didn't know what to do so instead we just reported it to our supervisor and another group of three with one of the members being a much older and more experienced worker were sent down. Afterwards, I hear from them that rolled up in all the bedding was poop, with a little accidentally falling on to the older worker's hand. So basically shout out to all my supervisors and older workers who were the true MVPs in house keeping because there was no f*ing way I would ever volunteer to clean that crap.
I love your little personal comments on many of the stories! You have a great sense of humor and general attitude and it fits the videos perfectly!
I assumed those were comments from other redditors replying to the messages and Mainly Facts adding them to the story for extra content? Correct me if im worng.
@Bart Bevelander Sometimes it is a reply but other times it's him. I can usually pick them apart based on the tone of voice he reads it in. Either way good content.
I heard stories at my workplace that some people in the meat department were having the outside of the bedroom fun. This was what I was told after I helped out meat in the department.
Another one is a local store shoplifter was found on the train track checked out. No one found out how or questioned it.
I relayed story 33 to my dad: a Vietnam veteran. He laughed and told me a similar story. My parents went camping with a few of his surviving platoon buddies. They were at a lake where a crowd was forming at the shoreline. A guy got maimed by a boat propeller and was face down in the water. My dad's friend David waded into the water, grabbed the guy by the hair, and faced him toward the crowd. "Anybody know this guy?" He waited a few seconds, got no response, and placed the dead dude back down in the water. He tread back to shore, and he and my dad unfazed - walked back to camp.
madlad
For those asking about the Seleb, after looking it up myself, it apparently can mean half a dozen different things, but the only one that makes sense in the context of the story, is a type or brand of sex toy.
Thank you for telling us!!! I just wasted 20 minutes of googling with nothing to show lmao
Same, thanks you saved my sanity
Ty, I was looking for the definition and all I got was celebrity lol
@@egglesbagles9833 in Indonesian lol
and now i want to spoon out the abusive owners' eyes.
I know I shouldn't be surprised by this, I know that roaches survive almost anything. But bleached roaches? Like damn that's both very, very creepy and very, very cool.
I started watching your videos around a month ago and now I'm addicted! Thanks for giving me something to look forward too! :)
I worked in the kitchen of a nursing home for 10 years. One day as I was bussing the dining room tables a small elderly woman got out of her chair (probably wanting to help me) and she just fell on the floor and hit her head. It was so scary but she was ok. I've also seen a man having a seizure, his body was jerking in a rolling bed, being pushed out to go the hospital, that man passed away 😔
“TYLER IVE MADE A MISTAKE” killed me 😂
Our local ASPCA has doors to separate each area, so when they clean the litter boxes and cages every day they release all of the cats to socialize with each other while they clean. I couldn't do it...I'd be slumped on the floor covered in cats after five minutes, and five minutes more and I'd be asleep! But if you wanna see a room full of 50ish free range spayed kittens to young adult cats all together for an hour or two, that's the place to go! Unfortunately the kitten room has only enough room for one adult human to lay on the floor while awkwardly covered by kittens. It'd be scratchy.
One of my cats has actually figured out that letting me cuddle him and laying on my chest as a warm purring weight for like 10 minutes puts me right to sleep. He decided midnight is my bedtime (I'm 35 and a 5 yr old cat decided my bedtime...the nerve), not his bedtime though, he jumps down once I start nodding, and he even bugs me earlier to take my nighttime pills. He's too dang smart. I got him from the local ASPCA, lol.
Story 9 happens way more often than it should. I know people who have lost their home, or been kicked out of school by a mistake on the organizations end, and after it was brought to their attention they still just allowed it to happen.
As a man with a medical condition who has to go to the emergency room a lot I've seen some interesting things. I watched a man have a seizure so bad he coughed up a fountain of blood, I had a woman basically hit on me while her much older husband is having medical issues right beside her, I've seen people come in with gunshot wounds, I've watched junkies fake being in pain, and so many other crazy events.
The Riddler story made me grin. OP's friend is a great human for not being upset and for saying what he did... very, very good man right there.
I actually love that you have added your personality to the videos and making comments on them instead of just reading them. Keep on being awesome 😂❤
I really like that too...
Been in the medical field for 20 years. When I first started, putting something in their mouth was the recommended route of action. Some years later, they changed that recommendation. It isn't that people that said to do it are idiots, it's that they were literally taught differently, and weren't up to date on the newest information available.
Tl;dr lady comes into work, claims god had given her the gift of telepathy, that her ex bf had been sending her telepathic messages, that the end was near, and proceeded to shake some butt before she left.
I work a little local health nut smoothie shop, we get a lot of crazies who come in, notably one lady who made a scene about the products being “pasteurized.” But that’s another story.
It was like 5 minutes before my shift ended, I’m working with a coworker who frankly doesn’t like me, I’m a whole lot younger then her and still in high school, we are also both women, this is important for later in the story.
So I had been having a rough shift, I was just tired and ready to get outta there when I see a car approaching, oh joy. A lady comings in and I’m so grateful I had my mask on because I would not have been able to hide my reactions.
She starts talking about her (ex?) boyfriend and how she was there to visit him but he was being uncooperative ect ect. So I’m like ‘ok a bit tmi but alright what else is new.”
And then she starts talking about telepathy…
So (according to her) god had given her the gift of telepathy to spread the word of the lord, and that her “boyfriend” had been sending her telepathic messages to come visit him. And when she showed up at his house he didn’t answer the door.
She was asking for me and my coworkers advice and I personally do not have the energy to deal with crazy, so I’m like “Ma’am if he’s sending you mixed signals and not keeping his word then he’s not good enough for you.”
Mostly I just wanted her to stop bothering the poor guy but apparently he was her “true love” and she couldn’t love anyone else so what can ya do.
Anyway she asks me and my coworker if we are Christian (my coworker is I am not), “yes, ma’am I know Jesus loves me.” If you live in the south you get good at that. She proceededs to give me and my coworker a front row sermon about:
A) prosecution of Christians
B) people believing that she’s crazy but she’s not crazy
C) that weed and partying are part of the Christian doctrine and that Jesus was chill with it
D) the oncoming rapture
Or
E) all of the above
Ding!ding!ding! If you guessed E) you are correct!
It was pre-haps the most surreal experience of my life and it lasted like 30 minutes, highlights included her discussing her sexual and weed habits, and me and my coworker reassuring her we did not believe she was crazy. We believed she was crazy.
The cherry on top of this glorious shit storm was, when turning to leave, she proceeded to shake ass, and asked if I (a 17yr old) would do so as well. I politely declined.
She got only one smoothie and did not tip. I’m still not convinced it actually happened and wasn’t just some elaborate fever dream.
Give this person more likes. They put the tl;dr at the beginning
your reaction to super mutant spiders nearly killed me- hehehe- I love hearing your reaction and opinions on the stories you read! its entertaining! :3
My youngest brother had to have a colostomy bag for about 5 years. Is the day before the surgery they had everyone in the immediate family so all of us siblings and both of the parents sat down and had a conversation and went over a booklet. This booklet had information about how to properly administer the colostomy bag but also how to properly dispose of the contents and the first line in that section said "do not dispose in it sinks or other places with plastic piping or that could possibly sit." The possibly sit was referring to p-trap's and s-traps in situations that do not clean themselves like sinks or bathtubs.
Nuclear spider one is actually super funny lmaoooo. I love hearing horror stories about my job :)
Do you deal with giant radioactive translucent spiders on a daily basis?
@@williamdocherty1816maybe he works at alchemax
I've had over three years of retail experience, beginning back in 2019 to present day. I have a good eye for noticing small things that may be laying around. Over time, I've seen things like small bugs, jewelery, someone's fake nail, beer and food left in carts, money, and other small things like that. But one of the worst things that happened while I was at work last year, was something I didn't see for myself. I was there that day, but in a different room. One of my coworkers had found a bag of marijuana inside a boot, and he didn't actually know what it was, until he was notified that it was marijuana. The supervisor that was there that day called the cops, and I don't know what came of it. But it was definitely one of the craziest days at work, for sure.
The spider story reaction made me laugh, the abusive parent one made me want to unleash said spider on them.
While it's more tame than some of them in here, these sit kind of hard with me. I'm 21 now and I used to work as a security guard, Indiana allows that at 18, just not armed work. I was trained in first aid and CPR. Where I used to work, I dealt with a lot of messed up things, mostly because of people not knowing any better, or because of people working in America who had issues before. While working with a Police Department ODO (Off Duty Officer) I had a few incidents with drugs happen. A woman overdosed, we kept her awake, she told me about how someone had gotten her addicted to heroin when she lived in Mexico and she came to America to try and escape it. She had failed at that, lost her job and got deported. I also witnessed a severe heroin withdraw, he nearly died, incoherent and babbling. Didn't even know his own name. I can't get the image of those eyes out of my head, glassy, gone, almost dead eyes. He somehow survived, with my inability to administer medication, and my just, lack of life experience. Previous to these, I had to deal with a few first aid cases, that were less drug related, and more bloody. A female worker, maybe 25, reached into an overstuffed compartment and when she pulled her hand out, skinned the top of her index finger almost down to the bone. From the first knuckle, to the nail. In a different case, a separate girl fell down the stairs of our 4 story mezzanine, and hit her head on a bolt. It ripped her cheek open and I could see teeth from the side of her face, from the outside. It was maybe a square inch hole through the side of her face. For those stories I was either the responding guard or the backup in the incident. Now, more comedic, but still terrible. I was on tour, maybe 8pm. I get to one of the sets of bathrooms and a guy I knew walks up to me and asks me "Hey D, can you check inside? It really fucking stinks." I obliged, as it was a place that I had to go into. I open the door and the foulest stench I had ever had the displeasure of smelling hit my nostrils. My eyes instantly watered and I almost vomited on the spot. I basically fell out of the door and gasped for clean air. I called on the radio that I needed maintenance at those restrooms and called for a super to come with for a report. When they got there, we went in. It wasn't as bad the second time around, but once we all were in, the maintenance guy vomited, the super complained about being queasy, and my eyes were burning again. we rounded the corner into the main chamber with urinals and sinks, to find sewage, oozing up from the floor drains, sinks, toilets, and out of the urinals. It turns out, that for months, some of the workers had been flushing feminine products. All four of the restrooms for this warehouse ran into a singular junction that ran out to the septic. This junction was big enough for my 6'2" self to be able to stand up in. It had been clogged, fully, and the demonic shit balloon, had just happened to pop, about an hour before I had gone on my tour.
Your additional commentary brings me such joy, I'm loving this
That cast man…he actually has me horrified beyond repair, i think i need a counselor after imagining how the “process” of him doing that worked 😨
Not really a job but the most messed up thing I’ve seen at school was actually two things.
1. I used to have this friend who had a strict family and I don’t remember their religion but she had the choice of either marrying a family member or a stranger. At 13 years old she was already in an arranged marriage. I would also usually see her with bruises and black eyes, I really wish I contacted CPS to save her from the abuse she endured, I hope she’s okay.
2. A young student got pregnant by a teacher which was really, really fucked up. She decided to keep the baby but I hope she’s alright now. The teacher got fired and I’m not sure if the parents took him to court or not.
This is Pig.
🐸
He's a frog.
A really loving frog.
And Pig cares about you.
Pig also knows that some stranger on the internet can't fix your sadness but a hug will pause it for a bit.
So here's a hug from Pig.
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Pig's hugs are contagious, and the goal is to pause as much sadness as possible. So everyone spread Pig's hugs in attempt to make it happen :)
The dude in the mortgage thing after the morgue story is a legit good human being :')
Had a job in hose fabrication. We had people up front who'd take orders from customers or even do company lunches to butter up sed customer. Well we had one guy lets call him M and he had the company card and blew on expensive dinners, cars, and his drug problem. It costed the company hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Memory Unlocked. I have forgotten that story and now have to forget it again
which one
train one im guessing
Either it's the dead body collector job morgue or train story
@@bendy302 story about the lady in the attic I believe
I walked into a conversation with a bunch of girls talking shit about men and literally saying “I hate men” kid enough for customers to hear this and they laughed loudly. I went in and said “I hate women” and I was met with immediate yelling and screaming at me. I got a write up no one else did.
LoGiQaL
You sound sorta sensitive….
@@SmartStart24 curious how so?
Sounds like bias and discrimination from the company.
Undeserved joke, and fact. "I treat all genders the same, I hate them both" energy, I love it.
The kitten story, that is what I really needed today, that is the type of mistake I'd happily make especially if they had puppies, then I'd change up the days of when I get taken down by those lovely fluffy loafs.
"Morale isn't the ONLY thing that went up, if you catch my drift." Bro had me dying
The freshman couple and the film making crew had me dying. Totally something me and my friends would do. lmao
Your story reminded me of my ex-husband's stepfather and what he did to his parents. They were declaring bankruptcy and they didn't want their home brought into it because it was paid for so they had it transferred to their son's name. A few weeks after the bankruptcy he told them they needed to move out because he was taking the house. I also worked at a mortgage company once and a man's son convinced him to send his mortgage money to him and he would take care of making the payments. His son didn't make the payments and took the money. The guy lost his house.
I didn't see it but got a graphic description of what happened from his lead man that morning. I used to be a forklift operator for a large multinational beverage maker.
One night, there was a wet floor. The 3rd shift forklift operator was driving top speed, (about 20 MPH), and tried to make a sudden 90 degree turn on the wet floor. 20 MPH doesn't sound like much until you consider that this forklift is smaller than the average car but, at 8,500 pounds, it weighs 3 times as much. Concentrated kinetic horsepower on solid rubber wheels. These are electric forklifts and the battery weighs 3,600 pounds by itself.
Anyway, this didn't go as planned. What does any intelligent, experienced machine operator do when his 8,500 pound forklift is sliding sideways out of control right at a brick wall? That's simple, of course. You put your foot out to stop your 8,500 pound forklift from hitting said brick wall, don't you?
Well, needless to say, his foot did not slow the forklift at all until it got pinched between the wall and the overhead guard vertical support. He bounced off the wall, jumped off and started to hop around on one foot. His boss saw what happened from the office and thought he was literally hopping mad. He went out to calm him down and heard him say that he hurt his foot. His boss helped him into the office, sat him down and proceeded to take his shoe off.
When his boss saw blood welling up out of his shoe, he called the production supervisor. Top dog on 3rd shift. The supervisor brought his car around to the warehouse and drove him to the hospital 4 minutes away. It would have taken longer if they called an ambulance.
As it turned out, an 8,500 forklift / brick wall combination is great for extracting a foot from a shin bone. When the ER staff cut his shoe off, they found that the only thing that was holding his foot on was a strip of skin 2 inches wide and 3 tendons. They reattached his foot but had to fuse his ankle solid. He was out of work for a year, came back to work for 3 weeks, quit and went to school to be a mortician.
Whoda thunk it??? 🤔🤔
Oh my god….. That sounds insane. I wonder what compelled him to want to be a mortician though… 😶
@@nicoleviolette1252 He was a great, albeit quiet guy. I worked 3rd shift, he worked 2nd but came in on 1st to quit so I never got a chance to ask and he never discussed it with anyone.
Sounds horrifying and gruesome 😰
@@that1juna It makes me wonder about how emergency room doctors who treat such catastrophic injuries can sleep at night without nightmares.
My mother was the most rock solid woman I ever knew. When I was younger, when I got hurt bad enough to get stitches, she was Joanie on the spot without panic or emotion.
When I was 22, I was at her house helping my father with something. I took my eyes off the table saw that I was working with only for a second just long enough to lay my thumb on top of the spinning blade. I screamed, she brought a towel and my father got the car. Not their first rodeo. We all made a run to the hospital for 8 more stitches. More than 100 total in my hands over the years.
When we got home, she told me something that I never knew. She told me that she will be fine for 2 weeks, have a horrifying nightmare then it will be all done. She told me that she got the nightmare every time something like this happened. This was in Florida.
Just 6 months before this, I had a short term job in Georgia and got the tendon cut, on the job, that extends the middle finger of my left hand. I called to tell her about my day. Two weeks later, like clockwork, from 500 miles away, she had the nightmare. It was uncanny. I think Einstein called it, "Spooky action at a distance".
😄😄
@@jeffmccrea9347 Same here, I’ve seen many people disrespecting them and not even thinking about how brave they are to do that job and how many lives they had saved. People like your mother will always have my respect 🤍
I grew up at a remote mountain fishing resort. In the mid 90's I worked in housekeeping. We went into a hotel room and pulled the blankets back and the bed was covered in blood. There were inches of depth pooled in the middle and almost the whole surface of the queen was covered. We wanted to report to the police. The owner of the resort said absolutely not and ordered the supervisor to put a new mattress on. Nobody bleeds that much and survives. We may have had the evidence to get justice for a victim and it haunts me to this day that we cleaned up a possible murder scene.
My wife works at an animal hospital, she had a family bring in their 3 year old dog to have it put down because they were going on vacation and couldn't find a pet sitter.
Nope nope nope nope nope. That’s when you have the family arrested for cruelty to animals (and plaster their mugshots everywhere to prevent future adoptions) and take the pet home yourself. I simply cannot imagine that heartlessness.
The video was about fucked up things not awesome shit that’s totally great fap material. I want you to tell me how the filthy shitbeast died. Please say it whimpered and panicked as it went!
The one at 41:00 hit home for me. I was at school, and I was talking to my friend who looked sick. He walked down the hall, and two minutes later this kid ran up saying someone had a seizure. It was my friend. I was the last person to talk to him before he went to the hospital.
That second story is just couple goals! We should all strive for something like that!
Ohhhh!!! I have a good one for this! I worked third shift at a factory one year while I was taking classes during the day. My job was to keep things in order. Not exactly cleaning, but making things tidy and refilling things that needed it.Wasn't a hard job, and I liked it. But between school and work, I was really sleepy. At this facility there is a factory side, and an office side and on third shift, the office side it closed. I make my rounds there nonetheless to make sure the big conference room is clean, and the the office workers would always leave snacks for whoever kept it tidy. One night, I was headed up the stairs, and spotted a man (married) and a woman( single) heading to the conference room for some indoor Olympics. "Woah!" I thought. "How often does this happen??" Turns out, there was this particular German woman who everyone ( married men and women!) Met in this conference room a few times a week! I stuck a pin in it and decided that for the moment, I'd mind my own business. Remember when I said I was sleepy all the time? I would catch a nap in an empty office here and there. No harm done, since all of my work was always completed by morning. Some of the guilty cheating parties tried to get me in trouble for this. He was even bold enough to tell me to my face, " We know you sleep in empty offices sometimes. You should be fired". So I said, " Yeah, a whole lot of things goes on in those offices don't they??" While shooting him a "bring the smoke" look. He got the point because his eyes got as big as quarters and all of the guilty individuals started singing my praises to the manager..... yeah...that's what I thought
I work in shipping and one morning I find a plush toy unicorn in a box that had broken open. Im checking the plush toy for damage when I discover a suspicious surprise on the back end of the unicorn. A pocket p#$$%. Suffice to say I put it back in the box immediately and sealed it shut then started laughing my ass off for the rest of the shift. When ever anyone asks me what is one of the weirdest things I have ever seen I mention that one. Still inspires a good chuckle.
At least you can tell the plush was well loved...
Story 4, That Riddler actor had the best response I could imagine for that. Just imagine getting KOd and having a cool enough head to say "Thank's for the feedback".
Two stories from my jobs. Only personally saw one.
First. 2010, I worked at a pharmaceutical company, third shift. I com in to hear about something that had happened during 1st shift's lunch.
A driver had delivered something to the warehouse, and got back in his truck. Rather than leave, though, he pulls along the far side of the building (no unheard of. Good place to sort paperwork, have their own lunch, etc, before pulling out and driving off. Didn't block anyone), so no one thought anything of it.
Until someone having lunch looked out the small cafeteria's windows and started laughing his ass off. Calls over everyone else. And I do mean EVERYONE.
Turns out the trucker had picked up a prostitute. The windows of the cafeteria were tinted dark for whatever reason, so from the driver's POV, he assumed they were unused offices or something, because even at night, if you were outside, you could barely see light coming from them. But they let IN light just fine. So he was nailing this lady as hard as he could, while 50 or 60 people watched and laughed their asses off.
Well, aside from the 1st shift site manager, who called the trucker's company. Dude got fired that day, and from what we were told, the employer of the trucker told him explicitly that it was because the entire shift staff of a client watched him bring a hooker to the company's truck and go to town with her.
Second. This one directly involves me. Last year, I had a short stint working at dollar general, in-between one job closing doors permanently (thanks, covid) and finding a more suitable job (where I work now). It was just a holdover to pay the bills. as it was a brand new store, there wasn't much of note about it or the normal customers. Until one night my coworker comes to the office, looking both amused and horrified (I was in the office because, despite only working there 7 months, and having NO previous manger experience, I ended up being made full-time key, which had essentially 80% of the responsibilities of an assistant manager. Signed the paperwork, handled all deliveries, instructed co-workers on tasks, did money and reports at end of night, etc). So, it was 8:30, and being a slow night, I was getting a jump on my end of shift duties so we could get out of there without lingering. And she finds me there, and she's giggling, and tells me to check the camera for the women's hygiene and makeup aisle. Saying "this is the funniest shit I've ever seen, but I think we need to call the cops."
OK, I'm not gonna be politically correct about this, or sensitive to people's "life choices." Most people/instances, especially in person, I try to be respectful and move on. But when telling a story about a complete freak, I will not be polite.
There was a man. Judging by his gaunt build, his face, and his balls (more on that in a moment), probably late 50s, early 60s. Wearing the WORST blonde wig I've ever seen, 8 inch heals, red lipstick, and a 100% translucent gauze dress, and that is it. The dress was the smallest, flimsiest thing I'd ever seen. Barely had a top, but just managed to cover "his" tits (sag, saggy things that sat on a man's otherwise hairy chest), and ended just before his gentiles (maybe it was made for someone a foot shorter?) that had slits up the side half of it's already incredibly short length.
Co-worker hadn't seen him come in. Just looked over and saw this guy's hairy ass, and balls dangling, while bent over at the waist to look at something on a lower shelf. Why not bend the knees and get down there? Well, either he was too old to squat comfortably, or he liked putting his anus on display for the world. I easily believe either.
So, after a minute of grasping what I'm seeing, and laughing while finding the store phone, I'm about to call the police on the dude, when he picks something, walks to the register (coworker back out there) pays for it, and leaves.
There was no one else in the store, and it was late. We decide to call the store manager, tell her about it, give her the timestamp to look it up, and move on with close.
(Store manager was in utter disbelief when she watched the cameras the next day. It was a riot).
Anyhow, we keep our eyes out, because that CAN NOT happen again, but don't see the dude again, and it almost gets forgotten. Then, in my last week working there, at 3:30 in the afternoon, in the summer, guess who comes strolling in again?
In the EXACT SAME OUTFIT.
OK, last time it was funny. We were also a new store, with almost no business. It was winter, and happened at night, and no other customers around. I also needed the job to pay my bills.
Now? It's mid afternoon, in the summer, when neighborhood kids regularly come up on their bikes to buy snacks. The store has people in it, and I start my new job the next week, so 'm not all that concerned about being fired. I'm also the only key holder in the store, so this is my responsibility.
As he walks through the double doors, I come out from behind the counter, stand in the way. No preamble, and no pretense at being nice, I just tell him "You have to turn around and leave. Now."
He starts getting agitated and flustered, and demands to know why I won't let him in the store. I tell him "Sir, it is broad daylight, and you're fucking naked. Turn around and leave, now, or I call the police."
Seeing my attitude, he gets more mopey but indignant. Think of the viral "It's Ma'am!" thing from gamestop as what I expected, I instead got a sheepish 'it's not 'sir,' I'm a lady."
Tell him "I don't care what you call yourself, you're a freak, you're naked, and I have kids in the store. Get the fuck out of here."
And, meekly, they left. And I had to laugh again as I watch them walk back to their pickup truck (which is so tall that this guy, who is roughly my height at 6 feet, struggles to climb back into it, especially in those stupid heels), and see them looking back at me twice as they walk away, like a forlorn dog being driven from their home with their tail between their legs.
Let people do what they want. Wanna take hormones and change gender? Fine. Want to wear trashy outfits to pretend you're sexy? You do you. I genuinely don't care, and tend towards the "shrug your shoulders and move on with my life" approach. But what this dude was doing to get his rocks off was not OK, and I don't regret a word I said.
And if he had shown up in a proper sundress (length appropriate) and underwear (in case his bad knees meant he had to bend at the waist)... I wouldn't have said a damn thing. I'd have been minimally helpful, minimally polite, cashed him out, told him to have a good day, and maybe chuckled later to coworkers about that kook from earlier. But instead, he did what he did, and so I did what I did.
Oh, the old coworker who had seen him the first time? No longer worked there, but I still had her number. Sent her a text that the nudist was back. She blew up my phone almost instantly wanting to know what happened.
as a guy, i PHYSICALLY RECOILED IN PAIN at Story 39. Very good stories all around, and some good background noise for whatever. Sub earned!
As a physically disabled and autistic man myself who is active in the mentally and physically disabled community, I unironically love story four.
I had a student (also a really big kid) full on ninja chop me while excitedly showin me his UltraMan moves. It definitely hurt lol. When I explained to him that it did and we need to use stage fighting tactics he was very apologetic and didn’t use UltraMan force again.
Likely since I’m autistic, I never really played pretend. I’m more on the literal/analytical side of the spectrum (not every autistic person is literal in case you didn’t know as it is a SPECTRUM). I love it when others engage in imaginative play though. I admire the intelligence it takes. That audience member was not only a great participant for the actors during their show, the fact that he was able to immerse himself so deeply and have such an awesome time is just so cool.
Obviously, hands are not for hitting and a redirection and appropriate level of scolding is absolutely called for. But since the Riddler was ok and took it like a champ, the positive side is definitely where to look.
If someone comes out the bathroom and says “he didn’t make it” I’m straight disappearing
So for the mummy one.... To give you an idea about how much voltage that is... That's 17.5 car batteries... Car batteries are 12.6 volts.
I will not say where I work, but I've seen a lot of crazy shit at my job. Still work there btw. I have two stories.
1. Heard the customer bathroom toilet was flooded (we have two bathrooms in the store, with one strictly being for employees and always locked and unavailable without the key to it and the other being for pretty much everyone). I told my manager and he said he would handle it. The poor guy even offered to help unclog it, but we didn't really have plungers available 24/7, as they would always end up going missing, or someone wouldn't clean them and put them back where they found them. I know (not sure who my coworkers were thinking to be responsible for this crap) it couldn't have been the guy who told me because I saw him walk in the store after I walked in to start my shift. Note, some shit is always happening on Monday, so I'm more or less prepared for the shit that usually unfolds since crazy is always unpredictable in that store on Mondays. On of the AMs went to see what they were potentially dealing with. I never saw her reaction, but she did tell our manager she gagged while opening the door so whatever it was, it had to be horrifying. I then opened the door and oh God did I regret doing that. IT STUNK. I can't even describe the smell. It was like someone shat in the toilet without flushing it for an entire month. It, it was just terrible. I swear, someone would be getting a life sentence for attempted murder and possible biological warfare because that's how bad it was in there. To make shit worse (no pun intended ughh) the floor was COVERED in fluids. I couldn't even recognized what I was looking at on the floor. It was like something right out of John Carpenter's _The Thing_ It looked like melted and liquified bodily fluids turned the bathroom into their home. I just, I just can't. It was really bad. I was not cleaning that either. I don't know who the poor unfortunate soul is that had to clean up that putrid wasteland, but I deeply apologize for the bio warfare you were drafted into.
2. Some customer opened a thing of bread and a can of Vieana sausages, put the sausages in between two slices of bread and ate it in one of the aisles. We found the empty can, the half-eaten sandwich and the loaf of bread that was opened. The empty can was found on one of the crown end displays and the loaf of bread was found in the cookie aisle. Whoever did that wanted to make sure we didn't find out about their deed too quickly.
my wife used to work at a large book store. one night, as they were closing, she was taking her till up to the office to count her money. when she opens the door and finds the manager and assistant Manger (both men) with their pants around their ankles fricken like rabbits.
The manager and the kittens story is the cutest thing 🥰 he just wanted to play with all the kittens 💕
Who wouldn't tbh? Lol
Youre cute
I can relate to Story 10.
I worked at a Wal-Mart photo lab and had a similar experience. This was back when they first brought in the FujiFilms kiosk to print your digital photo to photo paper photos. Wal-Mart had(/has?) a policy to screen every photo developed on-site for illicit materials which was mainly for stopping child pornography (obviously a very good thing to prevent), but also for stopping prints for general nudity. This did not stop people from submitting all kinds of nude photos which all had to be rejected.
So one day, I'm going through the submitted photos and happened upon photos taken up close and up-side down of a dong dressed up as Santa. The dong was the nose, balls had the googly eyes, and pubes were painted grey and style as Santa's hair. It was stylize with a beard, glasses, and a hat. At first, I was surprised then I laughed my ass off. Later when the customer, a couple, came to pick the photos up, they asked why they didn't get all of their photos printed. I had to inform them the Wal-Mart does not print nudity at its 1hr Photo and that they were skipped. The couple seemed to get embarrassed that we had seen their photos.
I used to work at a Goodwill outlet, the premise of this type of store is that we'd get everything that didn't sell from the surrounding goodwills and sell them by the pound. Whatever didn't get sold ended up getting processed and/or thrown away, so we were a mix of a store and garbage facility basically. One day I was processing unsold clothes and found a woman's passport. I turned it into my supervisor and didn't think much of it, that was until I found a copy of the woman's obituary later that day. Shook me up a bit, but i just thought that she passed away and the family donated he clothes. The next morning I come in and find another passport for the UK, it belonged to the same woman, she was a dual citizen. I started to wonder just how much of her stuff we actually had. Sometimes items got put in with the clothes and we had to throw those out if they weren't valuable, I remember finding a sealed wooden box that I couldn't get opened so I threw it in a container to be sent to a trash compactor. Didn't think much of that either until the end of my shift. While we were cleaning up I found a folded document under a piece of machinery at my work area. It was for the "Disposal of Cremated Human Remains" and it regarded the woman who's 2 passports and obituary I found over the past 2 days. It was in that moment that I realized what that sealed box was, why it was not only locked but glued shut, it was her ash box. I realized unknowingly threw out someone's ashes and felt horrible, I still do. It's such a horrible situation, somehow this woman's belongings and remains get sent donated to a f**king thrift store, sit around for a month, get sent to another store and end up in the garbage by my hand. The whole thing still messes with me several years later.
Iam so sorry.... this was so sad because no one cared about her.....at least they should have donated her body to science rather than just toss her away.....I wonder if she had any family?
@@lydiapetra1211 I don't know. I remember her name and could find her obituary online at one point. Part of me wanted to reach out to her family, but then what would I say to them? "Sorry I threw your loved one in the garbage several years ago?". Also, what if they were the same people who lead to her ashes getting donated anyway. It really is a weird and difficult thing to deal with.
That’s simply awful!! I’m so sorry you had to discover that… but you obviously cared about her when few others did. I’m sure she appreciates that someone noticed her and cared.
On another note, I remember watching an episode of “Paranormal Witness” or some such show where a niece inherited her aunt’s ashes and wasn’t sure what to do with them. Her aunt was not a nice person and they didn’t have a warm relationship. The ashes stayed in a closet and weird things started happening in her home - some violent, all terrifying. Finally she was desperate and had the ashes scattered at her aunt’s favorite place, a local casino. The incidents at her home stopped.
Do not worry. The soul of that deceased person is in a better place. They do NOT waste any time hanging around their ashes, etc. They move on.
how has this guy just experienced everything thats in the stories. like in all videos hes like yeah happened to me too
My grandma once cut the tip of her finger off. 2 of my aunts and my mom were there, and all three are terrified of blood. They sent my oldest cousin to entertain us kids and keep us from coming downstairs. (I still feel betrayed, I thought she just wanted to hang for once) The adults are screaming and trying to find my third aunt who's a doctor and was out on a walk with my uncle. It was chaos. I was informed this a week after it happened. My grandma is fine now btw
1. Customers trying to steal our fire extinguisher
2. Student barricading himself in a dorm room and then disappearing when security arrived
3. Guy asking for an additional key to the hotel room that wasn’t his, getting it (my colleague made a mistake), calling the person that actually paid for the room to brag about having the key, going into the room, throwing stuff around in a rage fit when I went there with security to kick him out and eventually demanding a written confirmation from us that he left the room at X time.
4. One of our contractors literally murdering another employee over borrowed money.
5. A taxi driver chasing after my car on foot, because I „stole” ,,his” parking spot.
That radioactive spider one really terrified me.
Radioactive, white AND invisible spider. 😨😨😱😱
When spiders don't move, they don't burn many calories. They can hunker down and until prey comes along they'll just sit and wait. Spiders and ants can't be microwaved, and perhaps they don't absorb much nuclear radiation either. From the size it sounded like a huntsman spider, and they're white to begin with. I know that some animals that live in dark places evolve without pigment or eyes after some time, like cave fish and invertebrates, but that takes thousands of years. I think this guy just freaked out over one spider he wasn't expecting.
The MGS bit was great 🤣🤣
Also the wicked old lady voice around 34m, solid gold 🤣😂🤣😂
Story 40 made me just fear spiders twice as much now, but that guys reaction after reading the whole thing made me want to laugh 😂
2:46 This is not simply two men on acid taking one turn each to push eachother in a shopping cart looking at the entire store and then buying a cake every Wednesday at specifically 3:00 AM, this is art.
Once when I was working at a Hardees when I was 17 or so, some lady went to the bathroom and shit all over the toilet... not in the toilet, on it, and it splattered around the area too. I literally don't know how they manage to do that, but I remember my on shift manager tried to tell me to go do it and I came back with "Y'all don't pay me to risk my health for this company, and I will quit right now", so she begrudgingly did it herself.
Story 2 is pretty wholesome, they're just having a good time and i am glad the boss just lets them do their stuff
They sound pretty sad, but the tale did make me laugh.
One thing, you used to differentiate whether you were commentating or reading the story, please bring this back. Makes it easier for newer viewers
You do an excellant job of telling these stories. You crack me up!
Story 18: I am amazed that man just tried to sneak out. I would have faked some kind of siezure to at least make that horror seem like less my fault 😅
YES. “I couldn’t stop it, but I tried! I really did!”
I work at a gas station in the middle of the ghetto in my city, and even in just a few weeks a got a couple stories, here’s a good one: I work the overnight shift, and my boss and I went out on a smoke break at around 3 am. This random dude comes out of his car and goes straight to the bathroom inside, we didn’t really think much of it at first. A couple more people come in, we take their orders, some tweakers sit down and charge their phones, usual night. An hour passes, and I realize that I still haven’t seen the dude come out yet. So I go to the bathroom, and I swear to god as soon as I opened the door, I heard this man giggle and flush the toilet while hitting something in the stall, and from under the stall door all I can see is his bare ass. Dog was butt naked, laying on the bathroom floor hitting the pipe at 4 am. We yelled that we were calling the cops, and a few minutes later he come dashing out and pulls out the lot. The worst part is that my manager said this wasn’t the first time he’s had to do this.
About story 20, like he said having fetishes is normal, just as long as it doesn't harm anyone else, and you and the other participant are perfectly fine with it, but do take into consideration what you're getting into, and do your research beforehand, be safe everybody.
That solid snake bit was hilarious xD
Thanks man
story 8, i didn't know what rigor mortise was, i was told to sweep the floors of a hospital from top floor to the morgue in the basement, got to the basement, a stiff moved, i scream, i hear a scream, i run, the 2nd scream was the morgue doctor having a heart attack after hearing my scream, the doctor looked like a walking corpse himself,
i love the interjections you come up at the end of some of the stories
Lol I heard a similar story to the one with the freshman couple going at it. At my college there was a quad that connected all of the Freshman dorms so we called it the Freshman quad though there was another building mainly for sophomores close enough that some upper classmen used it too. The first floor windows of some of the windows look out directly on the quad. So one night some people I’m talking to tell me that they saw a couple going at it in plain view because it was dark out and the light was on in their room. They never caught on.
TW: gore
28:56 I had a friend get his hand stuck in a hydraulic press that was part of a wood shredder. His hand basically exploded, he still has his hand today and you can’t even tell it ever happened. Btw he was 14 when this happened.
Story 20 reminds me of a cousin, I've heard this story time and time again from different relatives. Apparently, his vibrator wasn't powerful enough, so he managed to wire it to a generator of some kind, definitely more powerful than it needed to be, and had to be rushed to the ER when it melted inside of him. My family has always told me to keep my sex life fairly vanilla because of this instance. Issue is: I've been hearing this story since I was young. I'm sick of it. It's gross. Pretty sure this is a contributing factor to me being demisexual and being very easily grossed out by sex stuff
I worked as a florist.
Our store was right next to the entrance to a graveyard as it belonged to a landscaping firm, which specializes in taking care of graves like planting new flowers etc).
One time a woman came in after a lot of people who went to the same funeral and asked if we had a bag for her. I handed her one and she asked if she could use our toilet.
Our toilet was only for employees l, so I told her where the public toilets were (right around the corner next to the entrance of the graveyard).
She then proceeded to tell me, she was going to shite in the bag and throw it into the grave of a family member, who abused her her entire childhood, during the funeral.
I didn't know what to say, so all I muttered was an "OK" and went back to work. Idk what else I should have done or how I should have reacted, but nobody in my place of work heard anything about the aftermath.
I once worked in a factory that had guilotine presses triggered by a foot switch, a guy had reached across under one of these presses that he was operating and accidently triggered the switch, the guilotine took his hand off in 2 seconds, the guy started screaming/laughing histerically in shock but the area he was in was so loud, no one heard him, me and a supervisor found him wandering aimlesly holding his hand in the other still intact hand.
He was taken to the hospital but we never saw him again.
In response to story 23.
did he live?
Yikes! You always have a reaching stick! It's like having a pushing block with a table saw. Some people just shouldn't work around dangerous machinery. Yes, I've had to provide the urgent care run, but it was only a mild saw accident, but best to get it checked out. I studied jewelry and metals in college and I was always running herd on people in the off hours.
it happened to one of my great grand auntns back in the 60s or 70s.
She had an appointment with a plumber. She was taking her shower when the door rang, so she put on her bathrobe and went to see who it was. it was the plumber.
She let him in and asked him to wait for her to put on more convenient clothes.
When she came back, the plumber was naked and ready to go. No need to say my aunt wasn't expecting this at all.
Turns out, for this plumber, most of the time, when a female client invited him in a bathrobe, it meant they had a different kind of plumbing issue. My aunt though just needed her kitchen to be fixed.
"Fix my sink..."
Some guy took a few bottles from the wine aisle and drank them in the customer washroom. He then proceeded to pull a knife on the employees that kicked him out :/
There's at least one arrest/incident every month at our store but that's the worst I've seen
The aggressive yelling of ‘I’m so happy to hear that’ while moving away from the mic is truly just 👌🏼
The mortgage person who saved that woman's home. I shall raise a glass of beer tomorrow in your honor.
Yeah that mortgage person is a Saint for real. Not many show compassion or kindness to people their business try to scam.
@@lonewolffang Even though I don't like office workers and/or people in suits, this person gets a free pass for life.
Story one is a description of neglect, she needed love and support not being described like some kind of eldritch being
A woman went into the women's rest room and proceeded to throw and smear her shit everywhere. To anyone who thinks women are cleaner than men yea shut the hell up you have never been a janitor.
That was an emotional roller-coaster. 12) the manager with 40 kittens running over made me very envious 😂. That sounds like a life goal 😂. Followed by 13, which was harrowing. The woman who set herself on fire. What hell is someone going through to make them do something like that? It's not just unaliving themselves. It's unaliving in the (possibly) worst way, that causes excruciating pain. The poor people who rushed to help. I don't see how you can ever fully recover from seeing something so horrific 😭.
I worked with disabled folks. The company gave them all sorts of odd jobs. One of these jobs was shredding paper that the company doesn't need anymore. They stupidly/carelessly didn't check one of the newly donated shredders. Turns out the shredder didn't have a safety guard and one of the disabled folks got their hand stuck in it. Lost his whole hand. It was terrifying. Nobody made a noise, not even the guy losing his hand. We only heard the sound of his hand being shredded while he locked eyes with me like "what do I do now?" It was his first day at work. Thankfully I wasn't the only person there because I froze up. I couldn't look away from him. My coworker unplugged it and another called the ambulance. I wish I was more helpful but I just stood there and locked eyes with him while he silently got his hand demolished.
39:51 I'm also one of the employees at a Chick-fil-a, who wears the cow suit (I quite enjoy it). But I've had kids Hit, Pull, & Tug on me while in the suit. I had this one kiddo who would not stop pulling on the tail, even when asked to by staff. I had to go to the back, because I was about to break chater & yell at the kid.
I love the cows!!! When my niece was little she liked to point at the cows and say, “Mama, look! Pink bags of milk!” I miss that. 🥰❤️🐄
Not long after finishing high school, a good friend of mine was driving us back to his house in a residential area. To get to his house was a 45 mph zone with residential sidestreets randomly opening up here and there. Basically an unsafe condition, and they have since reduced the posted speed to 30 mph. That said, I believe my lead footed friend was only doing the speed limit because of the line of traffic in front of us. Then just before we reach his sidestreet, a young teeage girl on a bycycle just jets out right in front of us. He didn't have time to hit the brakes and she, for whatever reason never looked back until just before impact. The look on her face as she realized what was about to happen to her is something I won't ever forget. And it was not pretty. Fortunately for her she went upwards instead of going underneath. This was the early 1980s and my friends car was a big heavy gas hog from the early 1970s. A big brown Pontiac I'm not real sure the model anymore though. And I was amazed how much damage she inflicted on that thick Detroit steel. We caught her by the front sprocket of her bike and literally folded it in half like a taco. Up she flew and we both see little sprays of blood squirting in every direction. When it's over, my friend stopped immediately and started to get out as was I. Then for a brief moment, he started to panic and seemed he was going to drive away, then thought better, maybe because he liveed only a few blocks away. But we did the right thing and went to the young girl, who as we approached begining to convulse, as she wets herself so badly her urine is literally running down the street. And I'm thinking we just watched this poor girl die right before our eyes. But the gods were smiling on that girl that day, because she made a full recovery and was basically uninjured except for a mild concussion. His insurance guy said they determined her to be at fault as so many stopped to offer their witness accounts. They decided she was either on drugs, or just sort of stupid. But since she was basically unhurt, my friend and I can still laugh about it, albeit a bit nervously knowing we all dodged a bullet that sunny afternoon.
Story number six : the seizures thing is barely mentioned and this is literally the first time I learn about this tho i know when dealing with serious wounds on your own or with a buddy without pain killers and or something you should bite on something as it helps with with handling the pain
But the seizure thing should be mentioned more ALOT more
Yeah. Back in the 90s, when I was a kid, it was thought that during a grand mal seizure, the kind where they flop around like that, that a person could, and would, swallow their tongue, or bite it off and choke to death during their seizure. Now that we've been able to do a lot more studies and with the improvement of our MRIs we know that that information is false. The best thing to do is try to put the person in the recovery position, it looks like they're sleeping tbh. If they're moving too violently at least get them on their side and put something soft under their head like a jacket or blanket, and if you don't have anything you can put your hands under their head or loosely cross your legs and put their head in your lap. You have to be a bit careful with the last one because if their head gets too high they might hurt their neck. Once they have stopped seizing you can put them in the recovery position and wait for help to arrive. Just because one seizure has stopped doesn't mean that you're out of the woods though. You should sit with the person because they may have another seizure, and they will be disoriented when they come to and may try to do something dangerous like walk into traffic.
My mom is a nurse and I had to learn a lot of stuff growing up. I just think of myself as well prepared.
They can't help but think that the kid punching out the Riddler is absolutely adorable.
(I'm 13 currently, I was about 7 when this happened) I saw a short black boy around my age, maybe a little bit older, walking next to a plus sized white man with an uncomfortable expression on his face. I alerted my mum, but she had already noticed it and was keeping a watch on them. I can't quite remember what the boy did, but it was obviously something bad enough to have the man tightly grab his rist, hit him in the face, and then *shove him into his stomach, ultimately suffocating him??* I was so scared and confused, my mum called the police and had my dad run up to him and take the boy away, poor thing was hard of breath and barely conscious. I was too scared to, but my brother comforted him and talked casually to him in order to calm him down. The police came and took him into custody, and we were notified a few days later when the police Phoned us that he had infact kidnapped the boy and molested him multiple times in the few hours he had him. It was traumatising.
Holy shit
@K. I. A.
You can say that again