To get the chills from someone I barely know at all?

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Had my hackles rise and a strong feeling someone I hardly know is not someone to be trusted.

(I do experience anxiety to some degree already, but it’s more of a “overthink and worry” type, not being physically cold and shaky like this). I don’t believe this person is a danger to my physical safety, but I’ve hardly ever felt this unsafe even around people I know I couldn't trust.

Please tell me about times your intuition reacted to someone and whether you were wrong or right. Preferably more mundane, everyday relationships, not the rare cases of someone encountering a serial killer.

There's a dog in our village that absolutely hates my dp. I've known him for nearly 40 years- when do you think his crimes will be be revealed?

I have definitely felt things I can only describe as my gut telling me something isn't right/something bad will happen. For me it was the night my cousin died of lung cancer (we all knew he was going to die) but I just felt different that night and had a kind of numb feeling then found out a couple of hours later. I had a bad feeling about something I couldn't explain one night then the next day found out my cat had been ran over and killed. There are plenty of people iv found really strange and wanted to avoid aswell but as far as I know they haven't done anything sinister I think some people, especially men, just give off weird creepy vibes and it can't be explained. Always trust a gut instinct though.

Not chills but some people give off a very disingenuous vibe. There was someone in my wider friendship group who always felt very "manufactured". Everything she said or did always felt perfectly "right" but there was always something very impersonal about it all.

Somewhere down the line we found out that each of us individually (we mostly hung out 1-on-1 never really as a group) knew a very different "character" of hers. She told someone she was a staunch vegan but then with someone else she was having (meat filled) BBQs. One friend knew her as exclusively gay but she was telling another about guys she's gone on dates with. It's all very bizarre and I never knew why she did all that or who she really was.

Trust that feeling. Its right even if it's for reasons you'll never find out.
As a child I found Jimmy Saville really creepy and guess what? He was.
Just one example but yes your instinct matters, give it your respect.

I’m fairly certain I know who you are talking about and where you are from. I’m local to there too. The whole thing was absolutely horrific. I’m so sorry about your son and hope he is doing well, and that you are too ❤

Mum got into an argument with her parents one Christmas dinner over Savile.
Her parents were saying what a ''Wonderful'' man he was ''Does so much for charity''
Mum said ''I think there'd something really odious about him {early 1970's}
It ended with mum crying- She really couldn't stand him. Never watched ''Jim'll fix it'' with us.

She was proven right.

Listen to your instincts, I used to feel like this watching 'Jim'll Fix It' as a seven year old girl.

@JanglingJack I think I know who you mean, too. It is an Evil, unspeakable woman.
As someone entrusted with the most vulnerable of people she betrayed every iota of trust going.

I've had it with two women. One I was at school with, one I worked with. I remember looking at them and thinking they looked really mean and horrible, both of them were so super sweet and nice. Clearly just completely mistook a bitchy resting face.
I do get a feeling often if I'm being watched like if someone is there and I didn't know. It's a strange prickling, gut feeling.

I'll never forget the thread where a mumsnetter had bought a second hand wardbrobe and was convinced it was haunted.

She had reams of replies telling her to get the priest out to bless it.

Some people have terrible instincts.

I have no idea who you mean

I too found Saville creepy. I liked Rolf Harris though. My instincts were out with him. DM couldn't stand him though. She thought he was ' unsavoury'!

I was at university, about 19 or 20 years old and carrying my cello to a conservatoire event at a new venue. I'd taken a bus already and was trying to walk there but had become hopelessly lost, was running late and the cello was heavy. A man offered me a lift and I accepted (in retrospect, mad, totally dangerous, don't know what I was thinking!) He was about 50ish and black, driving a sort of land rover type car from memory*.

He was really friendly and kept calling me "babe". I began to feel really scared because I knew I hadn't made a safe decision, I was just desperate as I was literally going to miss the music performance otherwise. My cello was in the back seat, worth £££, and I kept thinking, if I have to bail out of this car and run then I'll be leaving it behind and don't know how I'll explain to my parents (!!!). I was constantly feeling tense and alert to the possibility of him turning off to some obscure road.

Anyway, turns out he was just a nice guy and/or perhaps he was looking out for a vulnerable young woman because he did just drop me off at the music venue. I expect calling me babe was just how he talked and he would have called his own grandmother babe.

Nevertheless, I didn't want to feel that afraid and unsafe ever again so it was a lesson in not accepting a lift from a strange bloke...

• Mentioned his race because I've wondered if it was subconscious racial bias that made me feel more afraid than I would have? That said I did get into his car. It was the "babe" that creeped me out.

I had that feeling. I was 10 & met my BIL for the first time & felt instantly violated mentally. I was quite a mouthy kid & remember saying to my sister he’s a perv. Which was something I’d never came out with before but I knew the meaning & he just screamed pervert.

All my family used to overlook whatever I’d say about him & pretend to like him. He absolutely despised me & I did him. I just knew something was off with him.

Whenever I’d stay in my sisters as a child he’d sleep in his van outside.

Turns out he had raped his daughters friend when she was 13 & went to prison, he had also sexually abused my niece who is a year younger than me. That came out years later.

He despised me because he knew if he was to touch me my mouth would get him into trouble. He stayed in the van whenever I stayed over because temptation must’ve been too much. He purposely targeted my niece because she was the quieter one.

I was so thankful I was a hard faced child now looking back. Not a bratty one, just straight to the point because I truly believe that saved me from him & his predatory ways.

Interesting re Gavin Du Becker because in hindsight I can see that innocent cello-lift man didn't do any "interview questions" or "forced teaming". That said he did approach me to offer a totally unsolicited lift (I wasn't hitchhiking just dragging my cello along in a state of panic over my lateness and lostness) and he did call me "babe" which might be overfriendly or boundary pushing but I think was probably just his vernacular.

The celebrity I always felt was likely to have a sex crime scandal but didn't was Bruce Forsyth. Seemed like a creep and I didn't like the way he would manhandle Tess Daly whilst she looked uncomfortable (imo). I suspect he was a bit of an old perv (from his gropey behaviour alone) but nothing more came out about him. So instincts whilst they shouldn't be ignored, will generate false positives.

My sil had a bf that I couldn't stand from the moment I met him. Probably met him 4/5 rimes over a few months. When he went near my children I felt sick. I've never had such a reaction to a person, ever. Turns out he was a monster, raped her, ended up with a restraining order. I would never ignore those instincts, turns out I was right about him, even though he was 'charming' to our faces

My father who was a vile vile man loved Jimmy Saville - they say paedophiles recognise each other. I detested Jimmy Saville. Seemed I was right.

I once had such a bad feeling about a guy I saw coming out of a side street on his bike near my office. I was walking along at the time. Later that day I saw in the news that the shop opposite the office had been robbed by a guy with a knife - it was the same guy I'd seen earlier and he had robbed the shops literally minutes after I'd seen him.

The only other time I've had a bad feeling like that was once in LA. DH and I were admittedly in a fairly sketchy neighbourhood, wandering around looking at a sculpture. We saw a guy coming towards us and we both just rushed back into the car, locked the doors and drove off. Could have been nothing but we both had the same feeling. And we were very used to LA by that point so it wasn't just tourist nerves or something.

I think I know who you mean too. Fucking beast, hope she rots in hell. I'm so sorry you've had to suffer this.

I think your reaction may have been because you put yourself in a situation that could possibly be dangerous.

Similar to walking down an empty lonely street.

Even though it is empty and no one is around, your sense of self preservation is warning you that you have put yourself in a vulnerable position.

I have had that sense myself and quickly moved to a less vulnerable spot and the feeling vanished.

How does a ten year old child put themselves in danger around a rapist. None of what you have said really makes sense @billy1966

I met someone in a work context a few years ago and took an instant dislike to him, despite him never being anything other than professional and kind to me.

He ended up in prison for embezzlement, but that wasn't the reason why I felt he was off, it was because he was a dead ringer for my exhusband and I kept expecting him to show the same personality traits.

This absolutely

All the posters who claim to have been creeped out by someone who turned out to be... wait for it... Jimmy Saville! They just make me think "cool story bro".
Or Fred and Rose are West.

My mother said that she'd met Fred west and his first wife Rena Costello when they were living in Scotland and he seemed normal....no idea if she was telling the truth (she was prone to embellishments).

When I was 16 I was walking home from my friends house at about 6pm and I walked passed a man who just gave me the heebie jeebies. When I got home I flicked through the local newspaper which was running a story about two teenage girls who’d been sexually assaulted in the local park a couple of weeks earlier (I had heard about the assault but knew no details). The police believed the same man was responsible for the rape of another teenage girl who’d been walking past another local park about 8-9mths earlier and they released an Efit of this man. My initial reaction was it’s the same man so my mum and I reported it to the police and patrols in the area were upped for a couple of weeks, but he was never sighted again - I did wonder if my mind had played tricks on me that day and I’d wanted the man to look like the Efit. A few years later he was arrested about 50 miles away for another rape and his actual picture was published - it was definitely the same man. Shudder now just thinking about it.