People you had a sixth sense about and were right

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I’ve just been reading one of the spooky threads here and a poster talked about someone she got a bad feeling about and some months later was arrested for abuse or something. When someone is arrested who is a ‘pillar of the community’ someone always says ‘I never liked him, I could always tell’.

Do you have a story where you genuinely knew someone was bad news, though everyone else thought they were wonderful? How could you tell and did others eventually see their true colours?

I’m surprised nobody has said Keith Lemon yet. He gives me the willies.

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I'd forgotten him- he's really "eeew" as my daughter would have said

If you feel your own senses may be a bit off, always trust your dog. They are wonderful sensitive friends.

Keith a lemon is a character! It's like saying we all thought there was something off about Richard Hillman...

Leigh Francis doesn't give me the willies at all. He invented Keith Lemon as a Pervy, rude type character so I reckon he has done a pretty good job!

I used to manage a multi tenanted building. I was introduced to a new tenants member of staff. I can't explain, he made me so uncomfortable. I couldn't maintain eye contact with him at all, felt like there was nothing good in there.

I regularly had to be alone in a big building and spoke to two managers to say if I didn't return from lone working they needed to check his whereabouts. I have never felt a reaction like it.

After a few months his manager came to see me looking very harrased and asked me to cancel this mans door access card straight away. I don't know what he did but I know the police were involved.

I remember him many years later as he was just so wrong.

That 'you're going to die very soon' feeling is very unnerving. I recall my first husband had an anaphylactic reaction and I went to Kings to collect him. Gave him a hug and he said 'it's good to see you, thought I was going to die'. And I thought 'but you are' and let go of him immediately, as if he'd somehow transferred this information to me whilst I was touching him. It felt certain and absolute and the certainty never left me until he was killed 4 months later in a motorway pile up. Very, very disorienting, having impossible knowledge.

From toddlerhood I refused any physical contact with my mums brother in law. He was much older than her, married to her older sister, and adored by wider family. They had taken my mum in when she was orphaned at 11 and she lived there for a couple of years. We spent a lot of time there, but if he approached, I had a hissy fit and clutched at my parents who never forced the issue. I don't really remember that but as I got older I always disliked him intensely much to his sly amusement and stayed well away.

He died when my DD was about 6 weeks old and I felt such a feeling of relief. Not long after, my mum broke down and told me he had repeatedly raped her when she was 11 and extremely vulnerable in their home. My dad and no other wider family knew, but she was always so pleased she didn't need to warn me somehow, I just seemed to know. My dad now knows but none of the other family and I have to respect mums wishes. By god though I never force my DD into contact with anyone she doesn't like.

@eyycarumba I don't think anyone had a clue! I met the rest of the band, they were so lovely. They chatted, signed autographs, posed for photos - except Watkins. He came to the barrier, might have signed something but had this air of superiority about him. As you said, arrogance. I really believe the rest of the band didn't have a clue.

Years ago I was getting a taxi home after my first night out after I'd had my 1st DS. I got in the taxi and the driver turned around to ask where I was going. His face was just bad, I couldn't explain the feeling I had about him but I felt sure I shouldn't stay in the car. I made an excuse about leaving my wallet in the pub and got out. Obviously no idea I'd have come to any harm but I had the worst feeling about him.

There was a case a few years back where a guy claimed his wife had been abducted by robbers and he'd been tied up and left helpless at his house. His wife was found murdered. He came on TV all tears etc. 'if anyone knows anything please help the police etc.' I though it was pretty obvious he'd done it - he was a terrible actor (plus he insisted on being in a hospital wheelchair to do his public appeal IIRC - and he didn't appear to have any injuries) XH said I was wrong, but the guy had done it.

To be fair I think it was probably obvious to all except my XH - who had no sense, sixth or otherwise I think the police let the guy make an appeal to see if he'd incriminate himself in some way. I think they knew from the off that his story was dodgy as all get out - for one thing he claimed to have been trussed up helpless for 16 hours, but he hadn't wet himself - so it was megabladder or roaring great liar and the police reckoned the latter

There was also that woman who killed her boyfriend and said it was a road rage incident - she was a crap liar too. (And did the police appeal thing and forced out a few crocodile tears) I didn't believe her for a second.

I wasn't surprised at Rolf Harris, because I knew someone who had worked with him and he was a very unpleasant man - his jolly wobble boarding, crying over pets TV persona was a big fake act. He used to stand in his garden shouting 'fuck off cunts' at passers by. And he was extremely nasty to people he worked with.

My X also had a boss at work who I disliked on sight - the guy oozed arrogance and ruthlessness. X thought he was great, until he stole a load of XH's ideas and passed them off as his own. X kept saying to me 'how could you tell he was such a shit right from the start' But I think women often get a 'feeling' of something -danger? deceit? - from certain men.

The irony is I didn't pick up any of the liar signals from my X and he was cheating for years - so I guess the old creepdar is a bit hit and miss in my case !

I am certain my boss is a psychopath. It’s in the eyes. She watches me. She creeps up on me (when I’m doing things I shouldn’t). I’m also convinced that the office is bugged.

Loving the term ‘creepdar’

There is just one time when i didnt trust someone and fully went on my gut instinct which turned out to be correct.

I was 15 and an older guy at school (6th form, so i guess he was 17 cant remember) asked me to hang out and go for a walk. I fancied him so i did, we went quite far and into these woods, he kissed me (my first kiss) and put my hand in his trousers i just kept withdrawing and said i didnt want to, he eventually said ' awww ' as if i was being young and cute, but accepted. It was almost pitch black and i said i have to go home, but we had to find our way out of the woods using the light on my phone. He said to me 'its this way to get out' and i said 'no its this way' and dragged him in the opposite direction. The truth is i had no idea how to get out, but something inside said to go the opposite way hes telling me. We made it out and he walked me home, and i never hung out with him again

I've just remembered this one.

I didn't buy a ticket for Michael Jackson's last tour because I just knew he wasn't going to do it. When I heard he'd died I wasn't surprised at all. I just knew he wouldn't make the tour.

I'm normally not too far off about people!

DH's best female friend, he thought she was lovely, she's married with two small children. It was the first time I had met her, and hadn't made many friends in our new area so he was desperate for me to like her. She just set me on edge. I couldn't wait to get out of there. She kept going on at me to babysit the kids while her husband was working so she could have time to herself being 8 months pregnant I said no.

Had DS a month later she's constantly offering to babysit. I was quite ill, and needed to go to the hospital, so said yes. Go, get back, and notice something is off.

Turns out we love round the corner from her boss. She'd been shagging him rather than watching our month old baby. I kicked off, refused to allow her in the house. She's been shagging on various desks at work instead, she to manipulate her boss into leaving his wife, keeps deliberately getting pregnant then having abortions. I imagine people will be shocked by it when they eventually get caught. She's managed to find another willing idiot to have her kids so they can shag at her house instead of mine.

Also have a former colleague who tried to sell his unborn baby girl for sex on the internet to fund his drug habit (presumably for after she was born). He was always really odd, it was just his body language. He came across as really shifty. But all my colleagues were shocked.

Oh! And my brother's last girlfriend. I couldn't quite work her out, she came across as quite calculating and manipulative, but my parents loved her.

She'd been trying to pressure my brother into a baby since the day he met her like proper blackmailing him. She left him as soon as some other bloke knocked her up. She only wanted a sperm donor. She was 14!

she to manipulate her boss into leaving his wife, keeps deliberately getting pregnant then having abortions.

Not to defend her, but the boss isn't exactly innocent here. Pretty sure he managed to leave his wife by himself ('manipulating' him into doing it is just an excuse)and he could always use condoms!

Oh god no! Both are far from innocent. But I've never actually met her boss, so I can't say I had any sixth sense sort of insight about him.

DH normally has a good sense for people hiding stuff though, but even he didn't think anything was going on.

Three come to mind.

My uncle. Always gave me the creeps. Was always just a little bit too interested in me, tried to make eye contact a bit too intensely and little jokes all the time. When I was a teenager he’d often bring the conversation round to something sexual or at least suggestive. I remember when I was about 14 he said “have you got a boyfriend... or a girlfriend? You never know!” Looking thrilled by his idea that maybe I was a lesbian. And the classic “have you got a kiss for your uncle Bob” was 100% creepy. Especially as I was a teenager and clearly going through the awkward phase.

Thankfully I was never ever alone with him and we only saw him a few times a year (in retrospect I think this was probably by design. Thank you parents!) since I’ve grown up I’ve heard stories about him in his younger days “swapping wives for the night” with his best mate. Sat in a pub with his hand up her skirt. Eurgh.

Anyway I haven’t been proved right about him in any concrete sense and I’m not certain he’s acted on any of them but I am damn sure he has had many many dodgy thoughts. As a child my instinct was just to shut down around him.

He had kids in his first marriage but doesn’t see any of them. Married again and had 6 step daughters - now he is old and infirm. They all live within half an hour of him and they never see him. None of them. Who knows if anything happened. I hope not.

The second is one of my best friend’s DH. I have seen the look you describe @deadclic. It is chilling. He is one of those who is nice as pie until he has had too much to drink and then he will get really nasty. Ugly nasty. Violent. I knew it way before I saw him like that.

The third was a guy I worked with in a big shop when I was at Uni. He worked in a different department but one day we got chatting about daft stuff, books we liked as kids, favourite films and stuff. The conversation was nothing out of the ordinary, but I remember being a bit uncomfortable around him, and just being polite til I could get away. Just a general bad feeling. Then he turned up at work and gave me a copy of Where the Wild Things Are because I had said I’d never read it and he thought I should have it. Then he asked me out and I said no. I felt really uneasy about him and he even got my number off someone else and started texting me. He bought me another gift and then I had to be a bit nasty with him to cut him off. I basically told him in no uncertain terms that it was never going to happen so f* off. A few months later he was being investigated for sexual harassment. Not just one young woman at work but several came forward. I never said anything about how he persued me. I was young and naive and just thought he was a bit too keen, and you can’t report a “creepy feeling”, can you. Anyway he was related to the general manager and managed to avoid being sacked. I left soon after.

My dad was a teacher and in the 1970s he and Mum would have dinner parties at our house. They invited lots of staff from dads school. They used to invite this 'cool' drama teacher who all dads colleagues adored. He was good looking etc. I would be tucked up in bed and would come to my room and stand at the door asking me if he could come in. I wouldn't let him or I would pretend to be asleep.

I asked my parents to stop him from coming upstairs

He didn't come back again

Years later he was done for child abuse

Oooh, get the same vibe about Cliff Richard...

I’ve had a few weird ones. I have dreamt about people being pregnant and within weeks they’ve announced they were pregnant.
I had a few weird experiences with waking up and knowing someone had died and then shortly after phone ringing and being told the person I had dreamt about had in fact died.
When I was pregnant with my 2nd child I had to have a c-section, my 1st was an emergency c-section and due to health issues they decided I needed a c-section with my 2nd too. I went for pre op checks, all fine. Went to car park and hubby wondered off to get the car. Out of no where I had this overwhelming feeling that I was going to die the next day while my baby was being delivered. It was the weirdest feeling. I knew without any doubt I was going to die. So I phoned my best friend, burst into tears told him I was going to die and that he had to look after hubby and daughter, that I was going to write letters and where I was going to leave them.
I went home wrote the letters. Next morning Went to hospital. My midwife went to ask if I could go in first as she was on the night shift later.
Thankfully they said yes and I was taken into theatre. Took my blood pressure slightly raised but nothing out of the ordinary. Did spinal block all ok so far.
Anyway they opened me up and everything went very quiet, midwife was called over, she came to me asked me if I was ok, I said yes. Lots of checking monitors. Son delivered at 9.10. Perfect healthy boy. However my womb had ruptured before they opened me up, I then haemorrhaged lost a lot of blood. At one point the nun surgeon (she really was a nun dressed in a blue and white habit, husband verified as I thought the blood lose might had addled my brain) elbowed the other Dr out of the way and said “Let me do it, we need to get this under control or we’ll lose her.” My spinal block had worn off and I stated to wiggle me toes. So needed a second one and wasn’t taken out of theatre until 1pm.
Once settled my midwife told me that if I hadn’t been bumped up to go in first my son would have died and I would have most likely died too.
When my best friend came to the hospital to meet my son he told me when I phoned him the day before his blood had run cold and he’d believed me completely. He was completely freaked out when he heard what had happened.
I’ve had a few other weird experiences with near accidents but feel this post is long enough already

Keith Lemon is a character played by Leigh Francis. Leigh Francis is a friend of a friend, they were at school together. He is an actor but very normal. He has a wife and kids. He isn't Keith Lemon. You really can't judge someone from a character you see them playing on TV.

Blimey, anyone playing James Bond would be fucked for sure by that logic!!

@Tistheseason17 A friend once encountered Cliff in a maze, of all places, when she was a teen. He told her to fuck off! So he's not as nice as he claims to be, although he isn't as nasty as the BBC thought. Definitely definitely not. Not at all.

@SansaryaAgain
That is soooo funny.

I was always thinking he was conflicted in his personal life because of his religious beliefs IFYSIM

I don’t believe in a 6th sense. Some of us are just more alert to befaviour and body language that’s a bit off