Tell me about the most jaw dropping OMG moment you've ever witnessed...

Going out with uni friends, they took a girl who had obviously taken something - I'm pretty sure e, plus a couple of joints and probably something else, along with too much alcohol. We tried to sober her, got her a pizza and some coffee and she seemed a bit better in herself. Ten minutes later, she's howling hysterically. So what does my friend do? Bought her a bottle of whisky..

Never mind, let's go on the bus, we decided. She runs to the back of the bus, spreads her legs and asks if I can see her 'vagina'.. She then starts crying again, this time about a miscarriage she'd had.

'Drink your whisky', says my bloody friend, 'You'll forget once you're good and pissed'

Get off the bus, head to nice pub. She whips hee dress off in the street, says she has a sore nipple and can I help her? Nipple was sore due to a botched piercing. It had been dressed and the dressing had slipped. I had her semi nude in the street, 8pm in mid July, with lots of people staring. I was standing thinking, wtf am I doing here?

I'm ashamed to say I was a very naive 18 year old, first year of uni and I'd never dealt with anything like this. I am tee total and I knew I'd be 'mummy' all night as everyone else was leaving her to me. I saw her into a naice pub with older punters, plus twenty odd friends that were just tipsy, and walked out to get the first bus home.

Her father was a GP and she'd been in a private school. I often wonder if her parents really knew what she was doing away from home.

Wow, Krevlorn, it must be :(

I once witnessed a huge limo pulling up outside a travel agents, 2 women got out, dressed in what can only be described as swimsuits, high heels on, champagne in hand, giggling
in like mad. Then a massive bloke in dark glasses and a dark suit got out, both women took his arms and they walked into the travel agents.

It was utterly bizarre, like something out of a film.

saskia - my dh is a bit of a military geek. Just mentioned your story to him, and he said the airliner may have been a fuel tanker. Apparently, they use dc10s and tristars, just like the old airliners. Doesn't explain it travelling so low though!

I once saw a woman breast-feeding a tiny baby in the driver's seat of a car while driving. I glanced over while overtaking her on the A1M

Last year at a car boot sale, I overhead a lady complaining to her husband how disgusting it was that she had to walk around to look at everything.

She had a face like a dog chewing a wasp. Really grumpy looking.

10 minutes later, I was stood next to another lady looking at something, when the whinger pretty much stood right up against her. As the lady turned, she bumped into the grump, said sorry and tried to move to the side.

Old grumpy then verbally laid into her saying she should have been looking where she was going. Everyone was looking. Poor woman was stunned until I jumped to her defense.

I mean, it's a car boot sale FFS.

She expected the cars to drive to her so she could look at stuff, and was outraged someone might have the cheek to bump into her even if she was stood up against them.

"I'm sorry to have to tell you this madam, but that is a guillemot"

This only sticks out as I was young but on my way to my new job, I was walking to work and passed by a large, rather grim looking man driving a low slung sports car. He was busy whacking off while driving his car.

But but but that woman in the vid looks normal! Wtf!

MissMarple that's just awful

A man walking down a busy London street at lunchtime. With a parrot on each shoulder.

Viva

6am returning from dropping a friend off for an early morning train to go on holiday.

Drove past a guy running towards me followed by 6 men in balaclavas with steel bars, they circled him & proceeded to beat the daylights out of him as he was running.
I drove past slowly thinking WTF ...& WTF do I do ....beeped the horn really hard..thought fucking silly mare draw attention to yourself why don't you.
They disappeared, I drove fast to the nearby police station & the office wasn't open yet, I knew there were staff in I could hear them laughing through the open window of the upstairs canteen-screaming was ignored, so I had to dial 999 sitting in the car park. I drove home shaking, & had to stop at the place I last saw him when I saw an ambulance to check he was OK...he wasn't & I drove off it was only 6.15 at that point, all happened so quickly.

Within an hour CID were on the phone asking for a statement as he wasn't expected to live -apparently it was some local thugs trying to persuade the man to change his mind about some dispute

Thankfully the poor chap did & bravely gave evidence that made sure they all got their just deserts.

I don't live in an inner city area, just a sleepy market town-honest!!

According to the train guards guillemots often semi collapse on the beach after tiring themselves out flying out at sea.

She found it knackered on the beach. Wrapped it up in a fleece jacket, tied its beak up with a shoelace and decided to catch the train to the zoo.

I had tears rolling down my face. I still get the giggles about it.

Was this the plane accident Ohwhat?

aviation-safety.net/wikibase/wiki.php?id=56584

The other week I asked my 13 year old if she had a question for miss piggy and Kermit, she responded with:

“why do people keep treating them like they are real, they are puppets!”
And then to make matters worse she said, “Jim Henson died in the 80’s so its not even the same people doing the voices”
My jaw hit the floor, what was she talking about?

Whatfuckery, your diving plane story was but what really sealed it was your closing comment! A day to remember!

Saskia, I wonder if there was some sort of running air force 'joke' after 9/11? I worked in Canary Wharf then, and for a few days afterwards small jets would fly between the buildings ... it was disturbing, but of course we all had to pretend to be nonchalant about these near re-enactments occurring around the 15th floor.

Not a very nice one but my jaw did drop.

On my honeymoon in Italy, Milan to be exact, we sat down for a meal in a pizza restaurant. Sat opposite us was a very beefy aggressive policeman and a blonde, frightened looking woman both around 40. He was verbally abusing her very badly, everyone ignored it, a packed restaurant. DH and I were about to step in when he pulled out his gun and started waving it in her face.

The staff all turned away.

Dh has seen a man pooing on the platform at Peckham Rye station at 8 on a weekday morning.

Just having a think about mine ...

m.youtube.com/watch?v=7G0HPofcr6E

This is shocking!

I took a load of teenagers on a trip to London. We stayed just outside the centre and travelled in by train. Coming in on a Saturday morning, we went through a station slowly, without stopping. The pupils' eyes were out on stalks as, on the platform, seemingly waiting for the next train as if nothing was out of the ordinary, was a large group (20+) of men wearing nothing but nappies.

I assume stag party but always wondered. For my pupils, many on their first trip to London, it was eye popping!

I worked in an office in charge of a team of about twelve. We sat at desks facing each other, 6 each side.

The employee opposite me used to drink can after can of diet coke all day. Always putting it back in her drawer after each swig.

Part of my job was to do a drawer check (to see if work had been put in there and not completed and stationery wasn't being stockpiled). There was always a can in her drawer.

One night after everyone had gone I did the drawer check and something made me sniff the can. Whisky.

A 60-odd year old man with a heavy cold blew his nose, opened the tissue, took a good long look at the contents and then ate it.

Back in my university days I befriended an ex-miner who was a mature student using his redundancy money to fund his degree. He used to take the piss out of me for being a "soft Southern Jesse" and said I needed a "proper" night out with him and his mates.

Fast forward to our night out in a pit village near Mansfield and the first of his mates we met had "Fuck the Pope" tattooed backwards on his forehead. There were 4 loo cubicles and one shared toilet roll dispenser between them nailed to the wall outside. You took a handful of loo roll whilst queuing...

Freely admitted to him afterwards that clearly I had led a very sheltered life up until that point...