Weird, fun and unexplainable things happen around us all the time. When we get to see them first hand, they become memories and stories that we just can't forget and love to share. We've put together some stories people have shared of the weirdest things they've ever seen. Have yourself a look and enjoy!
An old dude put down his suitcase and started doing a weird interpretive dance. The worst part is that this was in a crowd of hundreds of people and he was staring me down specifically with a creepy smile. I was a hundred feet away and when I looked back there he was. Smiling. Dancing. Eyes locked on to me.
I was going to the shopping center in a big city to see some movie and in one village we have been passing through I saw someone trying to cut off a street lamp with a saw. A hand saw. Also, I live in Poland so we joked that he wanted an outdoor lamp but didn’t want to buy one.
I was driving home from the grocery store and saw 2 guys standing at a bus stop. One had all his clothes off on the sidewalk while shaving his body. The other looked very uncomfortable. I don't think anyone believes me.
"I once watched a man at a restaurant place a bocce ball on his booth and sit directly on top of it. He shifted and lifted his ass cheeks to settle it deep in there. When he stood up the ball was stuck almost all the way up his ass.
He bent over, pulled on his shorts and did a little wiggle and the ball fell out of his ass and made a thunk on the floor. A lot of people were watching. He picked the ball up and just said, “sciatica” then walked out. Very strange." He had a bocce ball, that was already strange.
"I was drunk in Benidorm and walked past a middle-aged bloke brushing a leek with a comb. He seemed so content. There were semi-nude women dancing in the windows next to him. He just cared about tending to his leek." The things you see while on holiday.
"I’m sitting in some soul-crushing traffic. In the next lane, I notice that an open car door. I see a woman, dressed in a pretty standard business suit with a skirt, start to shimmy over toward the opening. Keep in mind that the car is still following along with traffic.
So she’s managing to do this while operating the steering wheel and brakes, at least. Soon, she’s got one hand on the top of the doorframe, another on the steering wheel, and a good portion of her torso hanging out over the street. I’m watching the process, rapt." It gets better.
"My thought process was something like this, 'oh my God, she’s going to pee on the street.' Well, I was wrong. Instead, she pulled up the back of her skirt and dropped the biggest log (poop) I’ve ever seen ejected from a moving vehicle by the driver. I was stunned.
She proceeded to pull her skirt back down while sliding back into the vehicle, closed the door, and stared straight ahead for at least as long as she remained in view. I mean, it’s not like she was going to leave the scene quickly. All I could feel was a disturbing combination of revulsion and like, dang, I’m kinda impressed."
As the bars closed in downtown Portland one night, I saw a guy dressed very purposefully in basically rags for clothes and this giant, strange-looking sculpted head. It looked like something out of a college production of Pan’s Labyrinth.
He was carrying a large box. I pointed him out to my boyfriend saying, “I wonder what that’s about.” My boyfriend then proceeds to go up and indeed ask him what the getup was about. Turns out he’s a cross-country traveling performance artist. We gave him five bucks and he proceeded to open his box of goodies.
He unfolded the box into a little stage and did the best, most bizarre, weird, surreal, creepy, and thought-provoking puppet show I’ve ever seen. He had tons of strange little props and musical instruments. He ended up drawing a crowd of about 20 people. I’ll never forget it. It was amazing.
I was in a bathroom stall the other day when a little boy, maybe six years old, goes in the stall beside me. He sits on the toilet and starts humming some made-up tune. That was already a little funny but nothing uncommon. Then he starts aggressively humming louder and louder.
It gets to the point where it’s almost just shrieking and then he suddenly stops because he’s out of breath. Two seconds later I hear a plop in the toilet and he then begins singing, “Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I just pooped in the toilettttttttt!” and repeats this a few times. I almost passed out from trying to hide my laughter.
"I once saw a man standing next to an extremely expensive-looking home. He jumped headfirst into a hedge, pulled himself out, looked at the hedge, and jumped back in." Wait, what? How tall was the hedge? What was this guy on?
"He continued to do this until someone nearby asked him if he was okay, to which he responded, “don’t worry, this is my hedge. I’m just bored.” Still, to this day, I respect his casual not giving a care vibe." I wonder how bored does one have to start jumping in and out your own hedge.
My husband and I went to eat at a Chinese buffet type restaurant. There was a man sitting by himself close to us. The restaurant wasn’t crowded so there was nothing else to catch my eye between him and us.
At one point, he filled a plate with grapes and slowly cleaned and polished each grape for a long time, stopping to inspect them closely—almost touching his nose to the grape, that’s how close he was—before more cleaning and polishing. After he finished the whole plate in this manner, he lined them all up on the table.
I never saw him eat any of the grapes or have any other kind of food. He did stop a waitress and address her in a foreign language—possibly Chinese, I don’t know. I assumed he was berating her for something but I can’t be sure. Maybe he was the manager? If so, weird but okay. If not, what the???
I’m standing in line at a store in the mall when I hear a weird sound from a woman’s large tote bag. This is also when I notice that the bag is moving. As I tried to listen more closely, I swear I heard a quack? It couldn’t be though, right? But it was.
She saw me looking at her bag, confused, so she opened it and showed me that she had half a dozen ducklings in there. She said she had errands to run and couldn’t leave them in the car because of the heat. Made sense, but I think carrying around half a dozen baby ducks in a bag is pretty strange.
"I once saw a man unicycling through a mall parking lot with grocery bags in each hand, during a snow storm. No one ever believes me. They don’t believe me when I first tell them and assume I said bicycle.
They really don’t believe me when I correct them and say “no, unicycle, as in one wheel. I wouldn’t have bothered telling you this if there had been two wheels.” A unicycle?! For real? Did it have a snow tire on as well and was the man in full winter clothing? We need to know more!
"I once went on a drunken walk alone. At one point, while walking through a part of my suburb, I heard “hello!” shouted from across the street. I looked over and saw what appeared to be a man who was also walking around drunk.
Well, he must have been even worse than me, because he proceeded to hug a nearby telephone pole and slowly slide down it until he was lying on the ground, still holding the pole. Legend has it that every great love song is about this man and his pole." Indeed.
I brought my kids to the ocean—long drive but we started early—and as the kids enjoyed the water for the first time, a middle-aged woman wearing a uniform of some kind walked by carrying a large—about the size of a small suitcase—cardboard box. She stopped and stared at my kids.
It was kind of odd so I said, “Excuse me, ma’am…” and she wheeled on me and started shouting in some foreign language. I had no idea what she was saying but she sounded pissed. She was literally spitting as she yelled at me. My kids noticed and ran back onto the beach.
Then she shook this big box at me and there was a dull thud as whatever was inside banged around. I dashed around her, grabbed my kids by their hands and jogged away from her. I looked back and she was still standing there. This was at a state park so there were no houses anywhere near there. Weird.
"I was riding the Paris Metro when this middle-aged man sits down about half a car away and starts non-stop screaming the most foul, vulgar curses in French at no one in particular." To be fair, profanities in French sound silky smooth, if you don't understand the word.
"Then suddenly, he hiccups, puts his hand to his mouth and says, “oh, excusez-moi!” and, after a second, resumes his tirade. I had to turn around and hold my mouth to keep from laughing out loud." We would have totally done the same. Was it a high pitched, cute hiccup or one of those "oh god I'm gonna puke hiccups?
"First let me say, I think this is strange in an awesome way and not a bad way. There’s a man in the city where I live. I don’t know what he used to do for a living, but he got injured and is now on disability payments from the government.
He was so grateful to the country, the community, and the people who are taking care of him now that he can’t work at his carrier that he went out and bought a bicycle and cleaning supplies. Now, he cycles around singing merry songs and wishing everyone a lovely day.
While going from shop to shop asking if he’d be allowed to wash their windows as a thank you for his welfare checks. Super strange and super awesome! I’ve talked to him a few times and he’ll be the first to state proudly that he is in fact strange. He just thinks we need more strange people in the world.
Like, he’ll see someone sitting on a bench, just staring at the ground and he’ll bicycle right up to them and ask if they’re OK. “Look up, my good friend! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and it’s a lovely day!” He won’t pry, he’ll just point out some positives.
Then he'll wish you a lovely day before breaking into song as he pedals towards his next shop window." What a wonderfully odd and lovely man. He's right we do need more strange people in the world. Just so long as they're all as nice and as bubbly as him.
I was at the zoo near the rhino exhibit when an old lady leaning on the fence with outstretched arms Titanic style proceeded to yodel. I swear to God, the rhino got up from lying down, pranced—not-ran—PRANCED over, did a circle, then ran back and laid down. She got off the fence and kept walking. Nobody believes me.
There’s a guy on the Upper East Side of New York who cosplays as a baby. He’ll walk down Fifth Avenue pulling a wagon with toys. Every few blocks he’ll upturn the everything and throw a “tantrum”—toys everywhere, crying, fists pounding, etc. After a few minutes, he’ll calmly put everything back in the wagon and do it all over again.
"When I was a teen, my friends and I would visit buffet restaurants and stuff as much pizza in our faces as possible. Our favorite place took a long time to clear tables, we would just move tables after we got seconds. One time, we finished our first plates, went to the buffet, and went straight to the second table.
An older couple sat down by our first table while we were getting our seconds. We finished and as we walked by our first table, I grabbed some food off my original plate, munched on it, and looked at the lady. She was frozen in mid-cringe, horrified. Her eyes were massive.
Her mouth was at an odd angle. And she just glared at me. It didn’t strike me until after I left that she had no idea that was my plate and just assumed that I was a child monster living on the streets eating other people’s slobbery leftovers." These youths! Monsters!
I was on a bus in Mexico when an old man with a guitar gets on and attempts to play the instrument. I say attempts because it was really more like him rhythmically tearing the strings of the guitar in a misguided effort to perform music. When that didn’t get him enough attention he started wailing in a rhythmic tone.
He then started to screech random Spanish words in a way that was almost reminiscent of metalcore vocals. I looked over at my brother—who speaks Spanish—and he said the guy was literally stringing completely random words together. He then starts to jump up and down hard enough to shake the entire bus.
All while he is still singing and tearing at his guitar strings. After a couple minutes of him screaming random words, he takes a bow and pulls a folded up baseball hat out of his underwear, asking for tips. I gave him a couple pesos simply because I’d never seen anything like that in my life.
"I was heading back to my dorm after class when I heard a noise up a tree. I looked up and saw this squirrel holding three quarters of a very big hamburger. My college campus had its share of fat squirrels but I had never seen one with such a huge amount of food.
I stopped in my tracks and just watched as this squirrel proceeded to scarf down the burger. A friend of mine approached me and asked what was up. I just silently pointed up and we both stood there in awe, watching this squirrel devour his burger." Oh the things you see in college.
"At a picnic bench outside of my college apartment, a red tailed hawk swooped into the little tree right next to me with a pretty big dead rabbit in its beak. Weird, because I was in the middle of town.
I honestly don’t know where he would have gotten such a big rabbit. The hawk starts tearing into it, and I’m just watching, all amazed because it’s so close, and I’d never seen a hawk eat its kill before. Then, the super-prim family of a super-prim girl I knew walked up.
The mom asked what I was looking at, and just as I took a breath to tell her, the hawk dropped a big chunk of guts from the rabbit and it splattered on her shoe. I laughed, she didn’t, and the hawk didn’t care either way. Glorious." That hawk couldn't have cared less. Glorious indeed.
"I work in city transit—bus service—as a street level supervisor. I have seen a lot of strange things, but this one takes the cake. I got a call about two women arguing on a bus when suddenly, the operator gets cut off.
When I arrived, I see two slightly older women, one in an electric wheelchair/scooter and the other standing. The woman in the wheelchair tries to get up but the other one—who I quickly find out was her sister—won’t let her because she owes her five dollars. I manage to convince them to get off the bus.
I turned to help the operator with the wheelchair ramp, only to turn around and find both women fighting. The woman in the electric wheelchair/scooter is on her feet swinging at her sister. They then grab twigs—yes, twigs—and try to shank each other. I’m standing like Chris Pratt in Jurassic World trying to hold back the velociraptors.
Once they stop, I grab their twig-shanks and dispose of them. That’s when the police arrived and took care of the situation. Weird day." I love how you used the word shank. Were they really trying to stab each other for $5? Oh and that Chris Pratt reference, I can visualize the meme.
I once saw a bald guy with bandages around his head and face head-butt a metal pole really hard, for no real reason. As he walked off, his friend said in a quiet tone, “Paul, we talked about this.” Damnit, Paul!
"I’ve seen this guy twice now. He looks just like any other businessman cycling to work in the morning with one exception. He rides a penny-farthing bicycle. The front wheel is easily six feet in diameter so his head height is well above 10 feet off the road.
And yet he rides this death machine through rush hour traffic in the city. As an additional point, he doesn’t seem to be able to stop without dismounting so he just goes through all the red lights and oncoming traffic." The man is a modern day daredevil I guess? One that uses vintage tech!
"In downtown Charlotte, there’s this huge building with a giant marble orb in front. About 15 years ago, we drove by it and watched a man in a clown costume and makeup with a very depressed, almost empty look in his eyes walk right up to it and start humping it furiously.
Not one person stopped to stare or anything—no audience. Just like it was a normal occurrence or something." That seems very Joker-esque. You never really know what some people are going through, am I right? Let's just hope that man / clown got the exact kind of help that he needed.
"Right in front of my house, a couple of guys stopped their car, left it in the middle of the street, and began a fist fight. After a couple of minutes of each of them throwing more-or-less ineffectual punches, they both stopped and got back in the car (together!) and drove away.
It’s that last part that makes it so strange. If an argument had proceeded to blows, then I wouldn’t just get back in the car with the other guy as if nothing ever happened." I don't know about you, but it seems like those guys were either settling an argument and followed strict rules or were blowing off steam.
"I went to the local library with my friend and some of her acquaintances. I hadn’t met any of them before so I tried to keep to casual with some small talk. I noticed one of those waxy house plants in the corner and made a comment about whether it was real or not...
and this man—let’s call him Charlie—just straight up picked a leaf off of the plant, and ate it, all while looking me straight in the eyes. Real, he says. I turned to my friend and the rest of the group and asked if any of them saw that." What the hell Charlie?!
"None of them did and none of them believed me when I told them what he just did. They went back to talking and Charlie bent down and whispered in my ear, 'no one will ever believe you.' He was right." Wouldn't it be great if they had planned the whole thing just to freak you out?
I work at an elementary school. One of the teachers just started clipping this kid’s toenails while he was waiting for his ride to pick him up. His mom walked in and I wanted to be like, “um we don’t condone this.”
I saw a woman pull over to the side of the road, get out of her car, walk over to a raccoon, pick it up, and walk back to her car and drive off. All that was strange enough, but it was her attitude about the whole thing. She was completely nonchalant about kidnapping a trash panda.
"I was browsing in my local supermarket when a postman came running into the store, frantically looking for a particular kind of chocolate bar. He snatched one up and proceeded to run to the register, where there was a line.
He then impatiently jumped on the spot, tripping and mumbling under his breath while waiting in line. After he came up to the cashier and paid, he got the biggest smile on his face and STORMED out while singing. I still have many questions." Maybe he was supposed to make a special delivery? If you know what I mean. heh.
"While I was driving down some back road when I see this guy standing at the very top of a hill, wearing a wizard hat and holding a staff in the air, like he’s waiting for lighting to strike him.
I told my roommate when I got back and he wanted to see it for himself, but when we went back there the guy was gone. It was pretty weird." Maybe the wizard finally got what he wanted, and was able to cast a spell to teleport him to another realm? Wizards are weird that way.
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