AIBU to ask what is the weirdest thing that has ever happened to you?

[TheEighthMrsSK]

I had an utterly bizarre incident yesterday. For context DH and I are away at the moment, practically the other side of the world from our home country. DH and I were walking along a very busy street, it’s just getting dark, and I become aware of a woman who starts to alternate between walking a sensible distant behind me, to uncomfortably close behind behind me, to walking up right alongside me, with DH on my other side. We have a few repetitions of this, with her following me the length of the street, and then a flash goes off in my face. I am 100% sure she photographed me, it was at such a close range and there was no one else that could have been in the shot. I don’t say anything to her, because I’m not up for a confrontation in a language I only know a few words of. I tell DH she’s following me, and we move to stand in a shop doorway at the side of the pavement with the intention of getting out of her way. I was expecting her to pass us, but she walks right up to me and starts screaming in my face in broken English, the gist of it was: ‘why you look at me? You know me? You look at me! I hate you, you’re evil!’ DH tells her I’ve never seen her before I’m my life and to hop it, and she does. I’ve been trying to work out what the hell happened here since last night, and I’m a bit shaken by it, so please cheer me up and regale me with your stories of weird happenings.

Just going to park at the back of M&S to collect my DD from work at around 6pm one evening in our city. It's quite a pedestrian area but cars are allowed after a certain time. A bloke just walks in front of my car and I had to brake hard to avoid him. He starts gesticulating and I ignore and carry on to park. Turned engine off and suddenly there's an almighty bang and the bloke has jumped onto my car bonnet and is punching at my front window. His face looks like a demon and I have never been so shocked in my life. He's literally frothing at the mouth. I ring 999 and am told someone will be with me asap, to keep doors locked ( as if I'd do anything else!) He carries on and I think I was probably screaming in terror by this time. Another elderly guy runs over and attempts to get him off my car but demon man just kicked out at him. Two police cars screech up and about four officers jumped out. Demon man just fights them until they eventually overpower him and take him away. I never heard another thing and often wonder what the hell it was all about. I've had some really bad traumas in life but nothing that quite shocked me as much

I had an encounter with an odd woman in a shop.
Walked in the door with my mum and my youngest child in a buggy. It was quite busy, we couldn't walk fast.
Behind me, someone started to make an odd noise. Like a combination of the Roadrunner "Meep meep" noise and a duck quacking. I initially ignored this, as did my mum.
It went on for a little while. My mum looked round behind her to see who was making the noise. The next thing that happened was that the very tall woman making the noise suddenly jumped in front of me and started shouting at me.
It was along the lines of "Calm down, everyone needs to calm down, you have to calm down, you've got a small child with you and you have to calm down!"
At this point I'd not even said anything. My mum kept trying to interrupt her, but couldn't get a word in. In the end I said "You're being very rude." and did my best to manoeuvre myself and my buggy out of the way.
All this caused her to do was shout at me even more, that I was a horrible person and not safe to be a mother etc etc. I walked away.
At this point, the crazy womans boyfriend stepped in and told us to leave his girlfriend alone! I just kept walking away.
The woman then ran ahead and stuck her head round a shop display to make her weird quacking noises at me again.
The boyfriend had this weird grin on his face, as if he was getting off on the whole thing.

Someone called a public phone box by mistake and you just happened to be walking past.....and it was you they needed to speak to........It's a cool story, but

Oh right, that's me you're calling a liar. You really shouldn't.

I've posted this story on various 'weird things that happened' threads on MN about three or four times over the last 10 years. Because it was a very weird thing that happened.

Thats the whole point.

When I was about 14 I was late night Christmas shopping with my parents. We'd split up and arranged to meet at the back end of m&s. Whilst waiting for them an elderly man came up to and said my first child would be a boy and God wanted me to know that. I was a bit scared at the time, now I'd be asking more question. He was right though, my first dc was a boy.

When I was at Primary school we did a concert involving the two other local primary schools. One of the heads of the primary school played the guitar at the concert. Move foward 7yrs and I meet my now DH by chance one night and turns out that his dad was the head teacher of the primary school who played the guitar so I meet my then future fil without knowing it.

Not me but my Gran.
Her phone rang one night, it was a man asking for Margaret, yes she said, thank god for that he replied I can’t get the bloody telly to work... my Gran was confused and asked who it was, it’s your Dad the man said and continued saying his tv was broken, my Gran told him he’d got the wrong number, he said but you’re Margaret? And Gran replied saying she was but her Dad was dead. The man laughed and told her not to be so daft and come down to fix his tv. In the end my Gran just said she would come and hung up.

I bet the man’s real daughter got an earful from him for not turning up to fix his tv.

I must be another with a universal face that strangers seem to think they recognise.

I’ve been everyone from a barmaid in a town about 20 miles from me. Nope. A businesswoman presenting at an awards ceremony. Nope.

The local Avon lady. Nope. Seen walking by the canal with an elderly man. Nope.

The scariest was in a disco in my hometown many years ago. I noticed a group of people glaring at me. One of the girls marched over and started shouting in my face about me being a bitch to treat her brother so badly and to break up with him, leaving him heartbroken.

I had no idea who she was and couldn’t convince her otherwise! Was rescued by a friend just as it was turning really nasty and we left. It was only a small town but I never knowingly saw my double in the following years. Still wonder who she was.

A few years ago, my OH was the SPIT of 10th Dr-era David Tennant (not any more - DT hasn't aged well, IMO, and OH has gone full hipster-style beard and 'tache) and he was mistaken for him all the time, which normally just quite funny and we laughed about it.

One night, however, we were in a bar and a woman came up and asked him if he was DT. My OH, as per, said no, but it happened to him a lot and wished he was etc. The woman went absolutely MENTAL and started accusing my OH of lying, how could he do this to his fans and so, and then broke down in tears and said she was going to contact the papers and tell them just how awful he really was.

My OH (who is a delightful man and hates seeing people in distress) was starting to get a bit concerned and people were starting to stare, until security came up and gently removed the woman. According to the guy behind the bar, she had done the same to somebody else the week before who she claimed was Duncan from Blue.

Then he gave us a drink on the house.

TheHodgeoftheHedge - has your life been hard and full of pain though?

Home one night, bit stoned and hear a noise at the door. I go and look through the little spy glass thing and there's no one there but as I walk away it starts banging again...

Look out and there's a little pair of bare feet visible at the bottom of the spy glass so someone is sitting outside the door on the floor.

I open the door and this really small lady wearing hardly any clothes just kinda shimmies right past me into my flat.

She seems pretty weird, but also really together and chatty and she goes and sits down on the sofa and looks about and then she says "erm... what are you doing in my flat? "

I explain it's not her flat and she insists it is, nothing heated or anything just this normal kind of chat about how it's her flat but she's surprised I'm there.

At some point my girlfriend came home and the half naked lady (she'd taken more of her clothes off at some point and wouldn't wear the dressing down I gave her) was just sitting there on the sofa, me sat on the floor in the middle of the room and we're watching tv. Girlfriend just sat down with me and we all just talked for a bit and watched some more tv. She wasn't in a hurry or agitated and Jay dry there chatting away like we were all mates.

At some point she tried to kiss my girlfriend then a little while after she just kind of went "oh fuck this isn't my flat " and told us what number she lived at and we took her home and her flat was exactly the fucking same as ours. Same colour carpet, same paint, very similar furniture in a very similar layout.

Purple Jamais vu is the feeling of unfamiliarity in a familiar place.

I had it once, it came on suddenly and I didnt know whether to walk forwards or turn round and go back the way I came.
I decided to do that as I reasoned that I must have recently been somewhere where I knew where I was. And just as suddenly, it snapped and I recognised I was on my own street.

Jay dry = just sat

I used to live in a large South American city but in an area that's not really popular with tourists. I was walking to the local shopping centre with my toddler son. I started thinking about a boy from my class at school. He just popped into my head and I hadn't seen him for over 10 years. I walked into the shopping centre and he was sitting in Mcdonalds with his girlfriend. It was really strange.
Another strange thing happened the day an old friend died. I heard his voice clear as a bell as I was putting my kids to bed. It was a Sunday night and I hadn't spoken to him for a while. I thought about calling him the next day. I heard his sayings the following day and even commented to my friend that it was really strange like I was hearing him in my head, she said I needed to call him and maybe it was a sign. So on the Monday night I went on facebook to send him a message but found his wall covered with RIP's. He'd died on Sunday night, about the time I first heard his voice. I didn't hear his voice again.

I've heard the walking past a phone box & the call was for me so many times.... clearly an urban myth

Went to ring my friend and when u got through almost immediately I heard her talking already to her sister about me! It was literally a crossed line,they weren't saying anything bad but it freaked me out a bit

I was at a senior school open morning today. A yr 11 girl was showing us around the school. We were in the chemistry lab and I said to the teachers there that my favourite subject was chemistry. I had an amazing teacher called Mr McBrearty. A lady who hadn’t spoken yet piped up and said I was taught by Mr McBrearty. We are in the South East of England. I grew up in Glasgow. This lady was also Scottish but was taught by MrMcBrearty in a different area of Glasgow. She was around twenty years older than me too. Very bizarre but lovely coincidence!

Do you know your fate, TheHodge?

I've posted this one before, but I have a doppelganger in London.

My XP, back when we were together, saw me off on a train home one evening (I lived just outside London), then got on a tube home. He could see through the doors between the carriages there was a woman in the next carriage who looked just like me. He was so freaked out he called me when he got home and I assured him I was home as he thought I'd somehow changed clothes and managed to sneak past him onto the underground!

Years later, this year in fact, I was hosting an event in my home town, just outside London. A group of three women came rushing over, "OMG! FIONA! We didnt know you'd moved out of London!"

I stared blankly at them. I'd never seen any of them in my life. One of them started saying, "Don't you remember? You hosted the event at the Science Museum that we worked at too?!"

Turns out Fiona's job is very similar to my hobby. These women work with a friend in my hobby group, which is why they'd come to my event.

They were also convinced we were the same person and swore blind we looked identical. I did have a large amount of family in London between the 1850s and 1950s (My great grandmother - who I look like - was one of 10 children), so maybe she's a distant cousin or something?

I picked up the phone to call my best friend and heard the beep beep beep of someone dialling. I said, "Oops, Is someone using the phone?" (Thinking a family member at my house had picked up another phone and began dialling but then my best friend spoke. We had picked up our phones and tried to call each other at the same time but our landlines has connected before we dialled. I can imagine it being possible that the line hadn't disconnected from our previous call or something but other calls had been made since we'd last spoken the day before.

Had a guy knock on my door looking for donations for a childhood cancer charity.. had all the right I.D etc so i didnt want to just shut the door on him.. he then started full on histerically crying about how hes so scared of his toddler getting cancer and pleaded with me through sobs and tears to donate to the charity. I asked for the forms he had and charity number and id do it online.. by this point i was worried about him walking off alone cause he was crying so so hard by now. Then he suddenly stopped, plain as day went "i dont even have kids" and walked off. I stood there in so much shock.

YANBU to ask.

I've heard the walking past a phone box & the call was for me so many times.... clearly an urban myth

Erm. No. It happened to me.

I've posted this story three or four times over the last 10 years on MN BECAUSE it was so strange.

It's clearly not that unusual then as I've heard it many times over the years from people who swear it happened to them! 😂

Many years ago I was sitting in a bar in the seaside town where I lived. It was meeting a friend for lunch but I was early. It wasn't quite midday so the place was pretty empty but for a few delegates from a political party conference taking place nearby, a couple of business men and an older white-haired gentleman who looked vaguely familiar (I thought he might be a politician) at a table by himself.

I felt a bit self-conscious as a lone female in a bar so took out my book. It was the autobiography of a writer from my hometown. A few minutes later the older man got up, walked past my table and went to the bar. I continued reading and wasn't really paying attention so didn't see him leave the bar. I looked up as the barman placed a glass of wine on my table along with a postcard which said, "Have a drink on me. Best wishes, Keith Waterhouse."

He looked familiar because his photo was on the jacket of the book I was reading! True story, still have the book and the postcard.

It's clearly not that unusual then as I've heard it many times over the years from people who swear it happened to them

Really? I never have. I think it's a pretty unusual thing to happen.

Your attempt at trying to imply that I've posted this precise story several times over a decade on MN just to hoodwink complete strangers on the Internet once every few years is a little absurd, but it seems to be amusing you...