Tell me about the most jaw dropping OMG moment you've ever witnessed...

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Because everyone's got a story! And here is mine...

I was on a bus recently, quite a full bus. A wheelchair in the wheelchair space, one lady with a pram (unfoldable I think) in the buggy space. Bus pulled up at a bus stop, where two ladies are waiting with pushchairs, chatting to each other.

One lady gets on, parks her pushchair into the remaining buggy space. The second lady tries to get on, but the bus driver won't let her as the buggy space is now full. She asks the lady with the pram to get off the bus so she can travel with her friend. 'Pram lady' looks at her askance, and says sorry, but she needs to get home. Both pushchair ladies then proceed to loudly and verbally abuse the pram lady for being selfish and not getting off the bus, so they can travel together.

Everyone else on the bus was stunned into silence, the bus driver throws both pushchair ladies off the bus and drives off. Pushchair ladies stand at bus stop yelling and shaking fists at the receding bus!

I've never known so many bus passengers strike up conversation all at once, making sure the 'pram lady' was ok, and generally saying 'what a pair!'

lovely stuff Garlic! I had a prostitute follow me home and start licking my window I wasn't sure if I should be offended, suspicious or let it blend into the other craziness

And once, someone was walking their pet pygmy goat in our local park. My friend stopped and asked the lady who owned it about it, and we were invited to pet it. It was so small, and played with balls like a dog.

Oh wait, yes I can! Skiing trip with school to Bulgaria 9 years ago, so when I was 13. We were on the slopes one day and this guy came skiing past our group, wearing a warm woolly hat, cosy looking gloves, thick socks (you could see them poking up above the tops of his boots) and a pair of speedos :o

The night we left Bulgaria, we were all piled on the coach in the middle of the night when we came to a road block. The coach stopped and two men dressed all in black, with balaclavas on, wearing big guns got on and walked up and down the coach. We could see another car in front of us which more of these men were searching and had the driver of this car bent over the bonnet in handcuffs never did find out why or who those men were...

Arriving in Manchester to unload my stuff and move into uni halls, we had trouble getting to the right place because the road was closed for an event. Turns out that event was a naked bike ride and shortly after we parked hundreds of people cycled past starkers!

And a slightly horrible one: standing on the platform waiting for the tube, suddenly hear a sickening crunch and a scream, a young woman had fallen between the train and platform, she was wedged with her bottom and upper body sticking out between train and platform. Everyone screamed and ran off the platform except me and another woman who went to see if we could help (although I wasn't a lot of use as I was so shocked). Obviously I don't know the outcome, I left as the emergency services arrived but I imagine the woman probably recovered eventually.

AwfulMaureen I can't comment for all pelicans but this one certainly enjoyed the pigeon!

A few weeks ago on the northern line, a woman sitting opposite me was quietly eating a croissant. She had a bag but I didn't know what was in it. At the next stop a man got on and sat next to her. Straight away he said "have you got any more of those?". She nodded, smiled and gave him one from the bag! Any normal person would have told him to bugger off right? He wandered down the carriage stuffing his face (she didn't even catch anyone's eye to say wtf?!) and sat down next to someone else. When he had finished he came back and she gave him another one. Very weird.

5.30 pm,winter night so pitch black, I saw a boy about 7/8 running down a hill towards the youth club.
To my horror he ran out in front of a mini which hit him from behind (didn't stop)!
As I stood frozen in horror I watched him roll backwards over the bonnet and hit the ground still running, stunt man style!
Me and 2 other women stopped him to check he was ok (he said he was!). One of the women took him home as she knew where he lived.
I met her a week later and she told me the mum sent him straight back to the youth club as she was going to bingo!!!!

garlic DH worked at Morgan Stanley then and it was shit scary! we lived on the island too and it was very freaky for a while.

Mine is seeing a man running for the tube at Embankment with a child in a backpack holder thing, he jumped onto the train as it was shutting its doors and the child banged it's head on the top of the door frame and the doors shut on the back pack. A proper horror moment. He managed to get the child in and then the train pulled off, it has never left me .

Oh and I have a pooing one too.
I saw a tramp running down the street, it was dark but he was under a street light. He stopped running, pulled his trousers down and pooed a horrible, grim diarrhoea poo and then pulled his pants up and carried on running....

When I was about 14 I was in a local shopping centre with my mum and mums friend with her kids. Her youngest son was about 2/3 at the time and was messing around at the bottom of the old clunky upwards escalator when his coat caught on the moving hand rail and dragged him up the outside of the escalator! He fell down (about 15-20ft) once he reached the top and landed in a heap on the floor! He got up crying while mums friend strolled over to him, smacked his arse and shouted at him while me and mum stood there in shock! all she went on about was how naughty he was for playing by the escalator! Not once did she ask him if he was hurt! Even when bystanders asked if he was ok she waved them off! Awful woman!

I've lived in several different countries so have lots of stories, but the only one I can think of right now is from when I lived in Dundee about a decade ago. I was a postgraduate student, renting a second-floor flat with just my cat for company. One night, about 2 or 3 am, I heard a terrible noise outside, like strangled barking. I dashed to my bedroom window, which overlooked a little grassy park, and saw... a man who had thrown his dog's lead over a branch about 6 feet from the ground and was pulling up on his end so the dog was strangling! It was dark, there wasn't much moon or light on the park and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It just seemed so intensely crazy and cruel, and it was obvious from where I was standing which flat I lived in.... so I didn't want to shout out and anger the nutter, but I stood and watched at the window and made sure he saw me. He shouted something about how his dog was an idiot and he was teaching it a lesson, but did let it down from the tree, and went off AS IF NOTHING HAD HAPPENED. It really shook me up.

Oh, thought of another one. I used to live in Juneau, Alaska many moons ago and one day, early on a bright but cold sunny Saturday, I was sitting in a bus shelter waiting for the 8 or 9am bus (can't remember). It was a lovely bus shelter, made from big rocks and cement, and with a nice wooden bench. I was just enjoying the feeble spring sunshine and admiring the day when a drunk man staggered into the bus shelter, surveyed the scene, noticed me, then proceeded to have an enormous piss against the wall inside the bus shelter. Then staggered off.

A friend of mine came along a few minutes later (Russian). He asked what the large pool of liquid was. When I told him in English, he looked dumbfounded. I explained in Russian just to make sure I'd explained properly. He had clearly never seen anything like it in broad daylight, in front of a woman no less, but alas by that time I had seen many very drunk people on the streets in broad daylight in Juneau and wasn't as shocked.

Oooh that reminds me of one when my mum was in hospital. I was visiting and the lady across had her daughter and her family in. The dh was an awful, loud parenty type and mum gave me the 'what a knob' look while I did the 'god I know' face back.
He was throwing his baby up in the air rather vigourously in that look-at-me-I'm-a-great-dad way that is so annoying, when one especially jolly toss resulted in the baby's head making resounding contact with the curtain rail above his mil's bed...clunk! He looked around to see who had noticed, and it shames me to admit that we were doing a very poor job of containing our amusement. He glared at us for the entirety of the rest of the visit.
The baby was fine btw. No thanks to superdad.

A boy of about ten, strolling across Blackheath with an enormous owl perched on his arm, as if nothing could be more usual.

Going to visit now-DH after work, I got to Waterloo at about 5.30pm to see two fifty something couples on their way back from Ascot, utterly utterly shitfaced - they were all done up to the nines in pastel feathery hats and dress suits, staggering about and puking all over the concourse. I have rarely seen anyone so drunk.

This was a few years ago, it was myOMG drawdrop moment purelybecause I had never encountered such like before in such a way:

Two women arguing over who was first at the checkout. The member of staff said and did nothing (silly, surely she could have got security or summit), they went through.

I followed got my shopping packed and as I left I saw the older lady standing, I went to sympathise with her as i thought the other women was quite agressive intimidating. She replied " well them type always are, arent they they think because they are coloured they can get away with it"

I geuninely was gobsmacked. After I felt very bad for not saying something and then quite upset. My DH is 'coloured' and I felt silly for not calling her racist bigot.

It is one of few regrets I have.

Waiting on Waterloo concourse at silly o'clock in the morning for the first train home after an all nighter we saw a chap driving one of the station cleaning vehicles resplendent in a top hat. It was the Sunday morning after Ascot week so he must have found it abandoned. He looked very pleased with himself, high vis jacket, woolly beany hat set off by a grey topper.

Waiting to cross Ingram St in Glasgow on a busy Saturday around 5ish when I was about 15.
A wedding car hit a man on a motorbike, chaffeur, groom and best man all jump out to help the guy who is screaming in agony. His leg was perpendicular to the rest of him from about mid way down his thigh, I looked away quickly as it was an awful sight. Groom was hysterical and BM was trying to calm him as chauffeur knelt down beside biker.
My friend grabbed my hand to run across the road as we had to get to the bus station and were runnng late. Lots of grown ups had stopped to help.
30 odd years later, I have always wondered if he was okay, looked a terrible injury and did the couple get married?

Tapir - I don't get yours? The crowd gave him away?

Seaside town, little girl, about 3 walking down the middle of the road no carer to be seen. I grab her hand and lead her out of the road. We ask little girl where her parent is and she says ice cream. Granny is at ice cream van 5m down the road, and just says "I wondered where she was" when we took her back.

Frank

The crowd of people watching him sex up a public telephone...

I saw a plane fall into the sea once too. Lowestoft air festival about twelve years ago or so. Harrier jump jet hovering a few feet above the sea, pilot accidently stalls it. Was just this really surreal moment of the plane suddenly going quiet, a pilot popping out with a parachute and the plane dropping like a stone into the water. You could actually hear an enormous collective gasp from the hundreds of people watching.

Utterly bizarre. The pilot broke an ankle because he landed on the wing of the plane. The plane was something like a ten million pound write off!

Whoops

Bloody hell thats mad!

I know! The stunned silence was eerie.

That poor pilot never lived that one down did he?

I was buying a house.
EA had to write to owner to tell her of viewing as she had no phone and would not otherwise answer the door. So we were expected with a week's notice.

So nice little street in Morden South. Owner opened the door and the place was stacked floor to ceiling with filled black bin bags. It stunk as she had never put her rubbish out. The garden was filled, as were all the rooms, but luckily the kitchen and hall had a path down the middle to walk through. Mould was on the ceiling

All the rooms 'were basically the same' but could not be accessed due to number of bin bags all over the 3 bed house.

The EA said it had 'character' and wanted to know if I wanted to put an offer in!

Maybe the Jet was meant to re-fuel/feed exhausted Bridlington Gullimots Penguins

A man on the metro in Athens screaming at the top of his voice (something about Jesus according to my Greek friend) while stubbing out lit cigarrettes on his bare chest. The scars suggested that was a regular occurrence.