Strangest encounter with a stranger?

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Today I went to the cash point outside Tesco and a man walked in front of me diagonally and we almost clashed and so I moved back (assumed he was walking to the entrance) and he just stared at me.

He was on the phone talking, with his back to the cash point, staring at me carrying on his conversation. So after about a few seconds I was like “are you using the cash point” - he responded yes but then still carried on his conversation. I was just like 😬 ok ….

Probably not that weird, but it’s fresh in my head.

When my DC were at nursery right to finishing secondary, there was a local character who used to used to dress in a black suit, top hat, cape and had a cane. He'd sing and dance in the various school run pedestrian 'traffic', twirling his cane. He'd often stop us and ask my DC if they were going to have a pillow fight or throw rice pudding at the teachers. Totally harmless and we were quite fond of seeing and chatting with him.

When DC were about 15, they saw other school kids taunting him, had taken his hat and were throwing it around. My DC and their mates waded in, got the hat back for him and he was sobbing in relief. We never saw him again and that makes me so sad. He was fabulous for years and really brightened up the school run.

Funnily enough, I moved far away 4yrs ago and saw his doppelganger. I took a photo and sent it to my DC and they were convinced it was the same man. I don't think it was!

In a supermarket when I was about 20, a middle-aged, completely normal-looking woman came over to me and said "Excuse me, are you Jewish?".
I told her I wasn't, smiled, and went back to browsing.
She said "Are you sure you're not Jewish?". I told her that I was sure. She replied "You look Jewish". I said "Okay, well I'm not". She said "I think you must be". I replied "No, I'm honestly not Jewish" and walked away.
When I got to there, she was a couple of tills over from me. She angled her body to face where all the queues were, pointed at me and shouted "She's Jewish" at the top of her lungs.

Really, really, really, really strange.

A few years ago on the drive to work. Had a driver overtake me at speed on a straight piece of road. Nothing unusual in that and no problem to me. However, when I got to the junction at the bottom of the road, the overtaking vehicle was parked right on the junction and the driver just sat there and wouldn't move. In the end, I had to pull out and he moved off at the same time, almost as if he wanted to cause trouble. I have no idea why he would want to, as I hadn't tried to stop him overtaking me. Really scared me at the time.

I had a similar encounter once. Driving up a dual carriageway one night with little traffic on the road. This was about 20 years ago and we had a Smart Car which was a very new thing then. For some reason certain types of men seem to take Smart Cars as some kind of personal affront.

Anyway, I was driving along and a Ford Pickup over took me. I thought nothing of it. A little way down the road was a lorry so I overtook that and the car in front, which was this pickup again. The pickup then raced up behind me and overtook me. It then overtook another lorry. I did the same but again the pickup was right in front of the lorry. As soon as I had gone past it the pickup raced up and over took me again.
This carried on for about 30 minutes. The Pickup would over take a lorry and then hide in front of it so when I went past the lorry I had no choice but to go past him too.
Eventually we got to a clear straight bit of road. The Pickup went to overtake me again but just carried on beside me, at the same pace. I put my foot down and so did he. The thing is that Smarts are limited to 80mph so I couldn’t go that fast. Eventually I got away from him but he caught up with us again when he went to turn off. He was flashing his light and waving his fists!

@mrsjoyfulprizeforraffiawork I am also in a few random whole family photo shots at Borobudur!! Taking a 20 hr bus trip we there was a food stop while trying to eat and looking a complete state (half asleep) the canteen lady wanted a pic with me. I had a few men stroke me and say my skin was like milk (I am v white) and they wanted to touch me that was a bit creepy and I didn't like it. The pics in general I didn't mind too much.

Once was walking down the street in my home town, quite late at night and this stunningly beautiful woman, slightly older than me (I was about 18/19 at the time) walked up to me and said "alright then, where are we going?"

I was pretty confused, never seen her before but i said I was going to play snooker and she said "great let's go" and we walked to the snooker place and played snooker until about 4 in the morning when she said she had to go and we payed up for the table and off she went.

About a week later I bumped into her again and she told me that when she came up to me before she'd mistaken me for someone else and then was too embarrassed to say anything, so just carried on the pretence of knowing me

We actually became quite good mates after that for a few years, but then she disappeared

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When I lived in London whenever I stood at a specific bus stop a wee.old lady came down from her overlooking flat to talk to me. It happened about a.dozen times in the.couple.of.years Iived there. She was absolutely lovely, we just sat in the bus shelter chatting away. Sometimes I let the bus go by because I was having such a nice time.
I had absolutely no idea who she.was or what drew her to come and talk to me but I'm really glad she did.

@OldTinHat . Your DC sound lovely. Good for them, coming to 'top hat mans' rescue.

I was walking along Oxford St. one day on my way back to work. There were always tourists milling around at Bond St. station and when a man approached me I assumed he was going to ask for directions, especially as I noticed an accent as he began to speak so I stopped. I didn't get a good vibe although he was well dressed and good looking. I waited to see what he was going to say and he propositioned me so I shook my head and walked off.

A few months later I was on a break in a Spa/Thermal Baths hotel in Switzerland and following the rules to stand in the shower in my swimwear with a plastic cap on my head before using the pools I felt a weird sense of being watched. Looked round and it was the creep from Bond St. leering at me. I got out of there very quickly.

One time, my dog was recovery from major surgery and the vet gave us the okay to start him on little walks again. So we went a little walk through the park to the pub, stopped for a drink to give him rest and then walked home. As we sat down a group arrived and some random woman in her 60s came over and interrupted us, whilst standing over us, started having a go at us because our dog was so skinny. We told her he had been poorly and he's very well looked after and she got more and more aggressive insisting we feed him xyz brands, until I finally said, 'look thanks for the advice but we'd appreciate you leaving us to enjoy our drink in a bit of peace.' and the look of disgust on her face as if I'd said something seriously off and she made a right scene refusing to leave us alone and go be with the party she'd arrived with. When she finally left DH whispered 'fucking hell' under his breath to me and I noticed behind him (he was sitting with his back to the pub door and we were sitting in the beer garden) that she poked her head around the door to watch us so all I could see was this floating head glaring at me. Weirdest thing ever. We didn't stay for a snack!

A few years ago DH and I were on holiday staying in a hotel in the Canaries. When we got back from the beach I used to go for a swim in the resort pool while he went on up to the room to shower.
One day I was in the pool on my own doing some laps when I noticed a young lad, about 16, watching me.
I didn’t think anything of it until I got out and towelled off, then went to get in the lift to go up to the room on the 9th floor. As the lift doors closed, this lad got in. At this point I was a bit twitchy. He continued to gaze at me, then as we got to the 9th floor, and the lift doors opened and I went to get out, he leant across and gently kissed me on the cheek. The lift doors closed and that was that.
I was in my 50s.
Strangely the memory of it gives me a bit of a warm glow now.

I was stopping in Lyme Regis a couple of years ago and around 5am on a Saturday morning went for a peaceful walk along the Cobb. At the harbour end there is a row of fishermen's and harbour buildings and some low rise shelter buildings with public seating. A couple of minutes after I arrived a tall slim young man arrived dressed impeccably in a dark suit, long waxed moustache, carrying a bundle and a CD player. He opened up the bundle from which he laid out his continental breakfast, poured a glass of wine and sat singing along to a medley of Andy Williams, Frank Sinatra and Perry Como. He was like a time traveller from the 1950's or 60's and there was an air of sadness about him.

TargusEasting That sounds like a scene from a film! How amazing and quite odd.

@Fernticket thank you, they're not bad boys although they're in their 20s now!

Walking along minding my own business, guy on a bike cycles up next to me and says "I saw your brother on the TV last night.....DAVID CAMERON!" and then cycled off.

Made me worry that I give off some kind of Tory vibe 😁😁

These stories are like the beginning of a good book and I want to know more! @ThreeKneeRepeater

I’m reading this on a train and I’m really having to stifle my laughter. 😂

Me and a friend went to New York, we are standing on top of the world trade centre taking pictures etc and i hear my friend say oh hello! It was one of his customers from the shop he worked in. So random!

Also got robbed by a stranger while we were there who demanded 5 dollars and when we only had 10s he gave us 5 change... 🤦🏻‍♂️

I can add to this after an encounter yesterday.

was stood waiting at an atm yesterday in a fairly busy high street. There is a bloke using the atm. God knows what he’s doing but he’s taking ages, his card comes out, goes back in, tap, tap tap. I’m beginning to be a bit pissed off and as I look at him realise he has his stomach out of the top of his shorts and there is a serious overhang going on. Like he must have had some sort of medical condition, his stomach is nearly touching his knees, front of his shorts is pushed down to allow it to hang out and it’s swaying there in full view.

I look away not wanting to stare. He’s still taking ages and I realise whatever he’s doing with the atm is all one handed. He’s other hand is tucked in/under his overhang. Then I notice a newly forming puddle on the pavement in front of him. He’s having a wee. I guess the bonus of such an overhang is that you can get your knob out in public without anyone seeing it.

when it was finally my turn I had to stand with my feet far apart to avoid standing in it.

Oh I have public transport horror stories.

I was on the overground line in the middle of summer once and a man got on, dropped to the floor, and crawled around licking the feet of every woman wearing sandals.

Not long ago I was on the DLR, happened to enter the last carriage and sat down in the very last seat (the 'driving' seat, except at the back), then heard an outraged scream followed by the sound of a woman running full tilt down the entire length of the train. Obviously another woman wanted to sit in the 'driving seat' too because she ran all the way to me and flung herself bodily onto the seat next to me, swearing at me, then grabbed my handbag and threw it on the floor. The person on the next seat got up and convinced her to sit there instead, I took a book out and pretended to read, and she kept up a non-stop monologue for the entire ten minute journey about how I was a witch (as in, an actual practitioner of witchcraft, not witch as in bitch), I was conducting witchcraft for Satan, and I needed to be killed because I was in league with Satan.

All because I'd stolen "her seat"!

He actually died earlier this year. He was somewhat of a local celebrity.

He was in his 70s when he died. I forget his name.

I saw Richard Simmons at an airport. He was wearing a typically glittery outfit, and he put hands on my shoulders and said, 'They love you, you know.' (Referring to my grandparents who were waving me off.)

I thanked him. But it was all very strange!

Brilliant!

We were in our local town with our new little Lhasa Apso cross rescue dog (I'm going back about 15 years). A complete stranger walked over to us, picked him up and began to errm.... fondle him. When I protested she said its OK I'm a kennel club judge and I'm just checking that this monstrosity is neutered and you're not planning to breed from him. 😮