What's the most dangerous situation you've ever put yourself in?

[Magicra84]

I've had a few...

Got involved with a few unsavoury men through online dating. Luckily sussed them out and binned them off before things got too serious.

I once walked home over four miles at 2am through one of the roughest areas round here. A man out walking a dog stopped me to talk. It shit me up but he was nice, he just couldn't sleep so took rover out.

Swimming in the sea on a stormy day in a foreign country and the tide took me. I eventually managed to swim sideways and get out of it. Think I’d have ended up in Africa otherwise. Definitely a situation into which I put myself. I swam off that beach daily but I knew, having grown up by the coast that it was the wrong day to get in the water.

@emmcan that sound shit, sorry.

Driving to a festival with a friend age about 18, our little tin can car broke down and some blokes came along. Said they were also going to the festival and so we happily climbed INTO THE BACK OF THEIR VAN. (Yes, abandoning the car.) Terrible, stupid, dangerous thing to do. Luckily they were going to the festival. We were literally in the back of a white-man van type van. Voluntarily.

Used to walk 5 miles home at midnight from my job as my way of exercise which included probably every city centre underpass where I live.

If one of my daughters this as a teenager I would hit the roof.

Walking home at 4am from a night out barefoot
Leaving drink unattended on tables in a nightclub

Started a thread on aibu

21 years of age, pretty blonde thing (was a long time ago and I'm neither blonde nor pretty!) boyfriend was on a work placement in the far south of Russia. Got on a 24 hour sleeper train on my own from Moscow. Had to share a cabin with a man who was late 40's possibly 50's (or maybe younger and had a tough paper round). Went for miles through nowhere. No ticket inspector, no staff the entire time. He didn't speak English, I didn't speak Russian. Phone ran out of battery within 5 minutes (mobiles were new, no signal anyway). Look back on it and think what the hell?!?

Stupidly in my teens I joined a website which was mainly used for dating. Got speaking to someone a hell of a lot older than me, but had no intention of meeting him. He got kind of creepy so I blocked him on the website and thought no more about it. Was walking to meet some friends and literally just onto the main road near my house at the time and he stops on a push bike and recognised me. I just pretended I'd came off the site and no longer used it and got away at the first opportunity. Came off the site and prayed I never see him again. Luckily I didn't!

OP mine were those I'd stupidly put myself into. I've excluded the multiple times I've stumbled accidentally into a disaster with no blame attached to myself (yacht running aground and losing rudder resulting in rescue amongst others)

Many stupid things, but two stick in my mind. The first was the night I finished my dissertation. All my friends were working in bars so I went and visited them, then went to the bar I usually worked in to have a few drinks. I started chatting to some guy but then decided to leave to visit a friend at their club round the corner. Later on, I was walking home and a car beeped at me. It was the guy I chatted to earlier and 4 of his friends. They said they had nowhere to stay so I said they could stay at mine, and jumped in the car. I must have realised the danger in my head so started telling them that my one housemate was a police detective and that I was doing a forensics course (she was actually studying art and I was studying archaeology 😁). Luckily they were lovely guys and all stayed over with no drama.
The second one was more recent. It was an international sports match day in town so taxis were non existent. I decided to start walking home, hoping to flag a cab on the way. I phoned my friend who was staying at my house, told him my planned route home and said if I wasn't back in 20 minutes to come and look for me. There's a big roundabout up the road, one exit has lots of houses but not much traffic at that time of night (3am). The other exit towards my house has lots of traffic but not many houses. I decided to go the second way. As I got about 5 minutes from home some lads about 16-17 appeared and started shouting about me, saying they were going to show me what a real man was like. In the daytime, they would have been put firmly in their place, especially considering I was about 20 years older than them, but I decided it was best to keep quiet. I didn't want to phone my friend in case it provoked them so just kept walking. Their friends then joined them and they were saying things like they were going to chase me and rape me, I wouldn't be able to get away. I actually started planning how I could make sure their DNA was found, and how many I could take down before I was overpowered. Then like a miracle, I saw four men walking towards me. I walked up to them and asked them to pretend to know me. They were confused till they heard one of the lads say something like she's going to fuck those old dudes and then we'll have sloppy seconds. Straight away the men said they'd walk me home. It turned out they lived in the Valleys and were staying with their friend (about 30/40 minutes walk from where I live). Somehow they'd ended up in the wrong place. I have never been so insanely grateful for anyone ever. It still pisses me off that the twats across the road got pleasure in terrifying me, and typing this has realised how much it still scares me. If those guys hadn't appeared, who knows what might have happened

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When I was about 18 I decided to walk home from the train station after a night out (about a mile), wearing a tiny wee dress and huge heels. A young man stopped me, asked if he could have a cigarette (I gave him one) then if he could have a hug. I said no and he asked ‘are you not a prostitute?’ I said no and he seemed genuinely embarrassed and walked away.

When I was about 20, me and my friend went back to a stranger’s house after the pub because he said he had pills. When we got there he said he actually didn’t have any but would go out and get some, and then locked us in. He did actually return not long after and nothing untoward happened.

I could absolutely slap myself. I’m so glad teenage/early 20s me is not my daughter!

Nothing. I honestly can't think of anything really wild I've ever done. It probably helps that I don't drink alcohol.

Hitchhiked with mate into next city...just for the fun of it

We planned what we would do when we got to said city (shopping, etc), but we didn't have a plan if we had to get the Fuck Out Of Dodge.

Aged 14 with my friend, we were in holiday in Spain with her parents. We met some older guys who were at the same hotel as a massive group, and wearing a bikini and a sarong a la 1999 we would go off with them on their dodgy hired mopeds, no helmets, to random places and quiet beaches miles away. Looking back I’ve no idea what the hell we thought we were doing, we didn’t know them at all well, they were nice but they might not have been and I think they assumed we were older.

Lied to a gliding instructor about my weight and went up knowing I exceeded the weight limit. DH (then newish boyfriend) had booked me a surprise gliding lesson for my birthday and I couldn't bear to admit I weighed more than 14 stone . I did do a quick on-the-spot risk assessment - the man taking me up was fairly small and skinny and looked like he weighed considerably less than 14 stone, plus I assumed there was probably some margin for error built in so it would probably be fine. Def not my finest moment though.

Also getting in a car with a random stranger who offered to help me find my friends after we got separated on a tour while backpacking round China. I was the only one of the group who spoke Mandarin (ish, having lived there for a few years as a child) and was more concerned about them getting lost than I was about taking a lift from a stranger - until he locked the doors and drove in what I knew was definitely the wrong direction and not the way I thought he said he'd take me . He then stopped speaking to me and answering my questions, and I got a bit panicky and started shouting. After a few minutes he pulled over and let me out; still not sure if I foiled a kidnapping or some poor chap is still mystified by the crazy English woman he tried to help, who suddenly went batshit and started shrieking playground insults at him...

I lived in Mexico for five years in my early-mid 20s when I was a lovely young blonde 😂 I did so many reckless things like hitchhiking and going to inadvisable places, but worst was probably at a NYE party on an apartment roof terrace. I made a 'friend' and went down for a 'walk on the beach' with this random bloke (my new pal), sitting watching the sunrise on the sand having a beer when he told me he could do whatever he wanted to me and nobody would find out or care as he was the son of a cartel member and they cover up that kind of thing all the time.

I remember telling him earnestly that I was British and the embassy and my family would find me/find out what happened to me if he did anything to me. He laughed, he was probably right as corruption is king and many people have been killed in that town whether murder or car accidents etc and if you have the money and influence it all disappears.

He started trying it on and I got the courage together and threatened him with a big rock and managed to run away back to the party. I was drunk and stupid and just got back to the party which he returned to as well. It took me years to realise the actual danger I was in, if he'd assaulted me or raped me he would probably have killed me afterwards regardless. I then went on to meet my Mexican husband who I told this story to and who confirmed all my belated fears about it and what may have happened.

Otherwise, I went back to various random houses while drunk back here when younger, any could have ended any which way. Can't believe I'm still alive but most of the random people I met were obviously good people just out for fun, thankfully! Did lots of hitchhiking in Germany and Austria in my late teens, too. I definitely didn't have the fear then.

Walked home 4am through the roughest part of Nottingham drunk after being at a nightclub. When I was teen thought nothing of walking across some train tracks. Drove too fast in ice thinking I had control of the car until I hitthe lamppost.

Not put myself in, but got held and knifepoint when I was 20.

When E's were all the 'rage', I was seeing a guy who was a dealer.
Numbnuts here thought she'd be clever and take two at once I still suffer infrequent panic attacks, years later, but serves me right! I honestly thought my heart was going to stop. What a f*cking idiot!! That was around 25 years ago...the first and last time I ever touched illicits.

Took the offer of a stranger to stay at his when I couldn't afford a B&Q on my first night in Spain as an exchange student. He didn't go as far as raping me, but he did harass me sexually and I fled at 5.30 a.m.
Getting so drunk one night at the age of 26 that I was sick in my sleep.
When I think of these two episodes of total idiocy I desperately ask myself how I can protect my own kids from doing something as stupid.

Two girlfriends/ housemateS and I went to Milan for a weekend. One was a TA so on a very tight budget. Ryanair got us into the airport late, we caught the last shuttle into Milan and the metro was closed. So we’re standing there trying to work out where we are and where our hotel is, so we could walk as she wouldn’t take a taxi and asked a couple for help. They didn’t speak English but two guys passing in a car did. They offered to give us a loft so we got in, put our bags in the boot, but kept our handbags and passports on us.

Not only did they take us straight to the hotel and not accept a penny, but they took us out for a drink where we met their girlfriends and what seemed like half their families. Really lovely guys but not a story I’d tell my granny.

When I was 20, I went on a solo trip to France. When I arrived at the airport, I came across two young guys and asked them if they could get me some weed. Turns out they were both dealers and I went down some back roads with them and bought some.

On that same trip, I stayed in Nice and went by train to Cannes for the day. I randomly met a French guy, we had a drink and were talking for ages that I didn't realise the time and I had missed the last train of the night. I had no other option but to stay at his house- I slept in his bed with him next to me. I was scared but he didn't try anything and he walked me to the start ion first thing in the l morning - looking back I can't believe I did that!

In my first week of uni me and my friends decided to buy some pills for a night out. I had done them when I lived at home but had always got them off a friend/friend of a friend so trusted that they were ‘legit’. The new dealer obviously saw us freshers from a mile off and sold us dodgy pills that had been cut with god knows what. I went into cardiac arrest and woke up in resuscitation, and had a terrifying few hours where I honestly didn’t know if I was going to survive or not. I remember all I wanted was my dad by my side but he was at home 300 miles away from my uni city completely unaware. Luckily I was fine but still to this day I cannot believe I was so stupid and put myself at such a risk.

Years later I went travelling round Asia on my own and on the first week of my trip I had met a group of people on the beach who invited me to come and drink at their hostel bar. I went home to get changed and had some drinks with people from my hostel, then set off to try find their hostel on my own, in the dark, long before phones had google maps on them! I ended up incredibly lost walking in the pitch black on a road surrounded by rice fields. All I could hear was frogs, crickets, monkeys etc and it was TERRIFYING. I spent the whole walk in tears convinced I was going to get murdered or raped and found in a ditch somewhere, confirming all my poor mums fears about me travelling on my own. Luckily I survived and wasn’t as stupid at any other point in my trip, the fear taught me a big lesson.

I could list countless others- I was beyond stupid and reckless in my 20s. When my daughters are in their 20s I know I’m going to have lots of sleepless nights worrying about them doing them getting into some of the situations I got into....

Too many dangerous situations from my 20s. In surprised i survived. I once pulled a baby from a car that had turned upside down in an accident. The car was smoking but it was instinct.

Talked down a patient in a secure mental health unit who had taken my student nurse hostage and was armed.

Either that or a time we had to break up a riot.

I loved that job, but couldn't do it once I became a parent.