Sometimes life throws a curveball so weird that there's nothing else to do but share the story on Reddit. We collected the stories with the biggest twists for you to enjoy. If you learn one thing from these stories, always watch out for peacocks. They are way more deranged than anyone ever expected. Content has been edited for clarity.
"Several years ago, I worked as a specialty drink server in a very fancy casino. At one point, this lady came up to me asked me if I wanted to see something cool. I had literally no idea what to expect from this woman, so I said sure, why not? What was the worst that could happen? This bizarre woman proceeds to pull out a bunched up purple rag from her bra and delicately unfolded it. I started to hear these little chirps coming from the rag, was I hallucinating? This woman pulled out a live baby chicken out of her bra in the middle of a fancy casino and even let me pet it! She then folded this rag back up, stuffed the baby chicken back into her bra, and she told me not to tell anyone, since apparently this was a secret. Naturally, I told every single person that I knew about this development. Everyone I told this to was just completely baffled by it. This strange lady actually came back to the casino a week later. She specifically found me, and she decided I would be the perfect person to listen to her name every breed of chickens in precise alphabetical order. It was exactly like that scene in 'Forrest Gump' when he is listening to Bubba talk about shrimp. I definitely could have done without this lecture from her, one visit was more than enough for me!"
"When I first moved into my place a few years ago, I went out for a smoke at around eleven at night, letting my dog out for his last pee of the day. It was pitch black outside, and the only visible light was a few street lamps and my hallway. So there I am, standing in my front garden, enjoying the silence and the last few puffs of smoke, and my dog has already gone back inside. All of a sudden, I hear this faint clip clopping noise from nearby. What the heck could that noise have been? I listened intently as it got louder and louder, but it stopped just as suddenly as it had started.
Right then and there, I see this truly massive horse pop his head around my front gate, right in front of my face. I almost screamed at the top of my lungs. That was the absolute last thing that I was expecting to see! This gigantic horse was just staring at me silently for twenty seconds. There was no rider on top of it. Then along came his buddy, an equally massive horse! They were both starting at me suspiciously, as if I had something of theirs. I don't have any real experience with horses of any kind, so the only thing I could think to do was to wish them both a god evening. And with that, the two horses just snorted and clip clopped away into the night. It turns out that there was a pretty valid explanation for my surreal evening. Those two horses had escaped from a farm just up the road from me, and they decided to celebrate their freedom by taking a late night stroll. I watched them for the next hour, giggling to myself the entire time. I could see five different police cars driving up to catch the horses and return them to their home farm. You most definitely do not see that every day!"
"So I grew up in an area of the U.S that had a ton of peacocks. My record is getting nine on my porch at once. I love those creatures, but holy cow are they really, really stupid. Yes, peacocks are very loud, always talking, and they have such odd mannerisms. I was riding my bike once on a very wide nature path, with clearings on both sides of the path. Suddenly, this peacock jumped in front of me. There was so much room to avoid my bike, but this peacock saw me coming at him and ran like the road runner in front of me. I wasn't even going that fast, but this little fella ran like a maniac in a straight line in front of me, screaming like i was murdering him. He only stopped once he missed a turn in the bath. He stepped on some leaves and immediately quieted down. There is no rational explanation for this sort of behavior. I have so many stories of peacocks doing stupid stuff.
Another time, I was driving home one night, and turned onto my very, very dark street. But because of my car lights, I saw a peacock crossing the street. I slowed down, more, and more, and more, until I was at a dead stop. Why? Because the peacock, rather than crossing the street, decided to halfway meander toward my car, then stopped right in front of it, staring at the front grill. I put my car in park, got out, and looked, only to see this bird standing with its face one inch from my car’s grill, staring at my car. I was afraid to back up, as its foot was pretty close to the wheel, and this bird did not want to move. So I sat there for five minutes until the bird was done doing whatever it is they were doing in front of my car, and I finally pulled into my driveway fifty feet in front of that point.
The third time was just like the first story of the bicycle, except with my car. Mind you, it’s a tiny car that people laugh at constantly. And this bird, despite having nothing but fields beside it, ran and screamed like it was about to die in front of my car. Keep in mind, this car was going five miles per hour, as I couldn’t pass this crazy guy. And then this creature casually just went back to doing whatever it does when he missed a turn in the road and ended up on grass. Just like the first story. Different bird. What is with these little guys?
Finally, I have to mention the time that I lived in a container home, which was located near this huge population of peacocks. One morning, I woke up to something insanely loud bouncing on top of my steel roof, directly above where my bed was. I stared up at the ceiling groggily, and then I tried going back to sleep. A couple of minutes later, more bounding occurs. Even my poor cat looked annoyed. At this point, I grabbed some shoes and walked outside, only to see this dodo literally, for no freaking reason, jumping up and down in this weird miniature walk style directly above my bed on my roof. I yelled at this bird, asking it what it was doing. The bird yelled back at me and continued bouncing. The only thing I could do was to go back inside and make some coffee. Eventually the bird hopped off of my roof, but it felt like it took years and years to finally end!"
"I had just pulled out of my office parking lot when a lady hit my rear passenger side with her SUV, right as she pulled out of a rail station parking lot. Ugh. So we both pulled over at the Taco Cabana to do the typical fender bender rigamarole, but to my surprise, a pick up truck followed behind us. I don’t think too much of it and get out to exchange my insurance information. As I approach her car, I notice that she’s avoiding my gaze completely. I’m standing there knocking on her window in total confusion. And then a man gets out the aforementioned truck. He demands to know what happened, and why I hit her, to which I angrily ask who the heck he is. And she hit ME, is this guy joking or actually blind? I desperately wanted to get home, and I was growing more livid by the second!
Out of nowhere, a van with a local Mexican restaurant’s branding pulls up, and ANOTHER man gets out and starts yelling at pick up truck man. They seem to know each other. The woman in the SUV now LOCKS her door, because I heard her power locks. I turn back to address van man and he’s arguing with the pick up truck man. A security guard from the neighboring rail station is walking over, and as I’m flagging him over for help, van man HEAD BUTTS pick up truck man. Full on. I’m in total disbelief, and now the security guard is frantically running and jumps a hedge of bushes into this epic battle. He comes and breaks up the fight. I’m not sure why, but it was only at this point that I feared for my safety. But to be honest, I was also now deeply invested in whatever this drama was that was unfolding.
It turns out that the woman who hit me was having an affair with the pick up truck man, and they were having a rendezvous at the rail station parking lot. Van man is her husband, and he had just caught them in the act. The worst part was that their teenage son was with him. Van man is practically giddy telling me to contact him at all if I need a witness to the accident get my car fixed, presumably so she can get slammed with a hefty fine or premium or whatever. So yeah, you just don’t ever really see a grown man head butt another grown man in a Taco Cabana parking lot every day."
"I work security on the side. I feel like I could give you a different answer every so often over weird things I see on the job. I watched a guy the other day going through boxes of men’s shoes and sniffing them, looking for ones with a foot scent. When he found them, he would get a little fidgety. He went to the back of the department with a few boxes and was looking around heavily. But there was a family and a bunch of kids around, and he left abruptly. No joke, with the way he was acting and how he was positioning things, he wanted to get intimate with a pair of Nike shoes. It was truly bizarre to witness. I watched a guy bust out of the store one time with about $1300 in clothes and right into the side of his getaway vehicle, which then actually ran him over. I am not ashamed to say that I laughed my butt off over the entire thing. Also don't worry, this guy still lived. It just so happened that two hospital scurity guards who randomly entered the mall saw all of that go down, and they ran over to detain the man until I could get over there. Not that the man was really going anywhere. Then the police showed up with an ambulance and took off. Thankfully, I never saw this man again! I have seen people in retail stores pooping, urinating, playing with themselves, carrying out domestic violence, conduct robberies, and even propose marriage. Retail stores are some of the weirdest places to ask for someone's hand in marriage. Us security guards always have the best stories to tell."
"My friend and I were only ten years old and were walking her dogs, two very large yet very friendly pitbulls. We were in a seemingly nice park in Southern California, when all of a sudden, two cars pulled up in front us us. They were full of tons of people, who then proceeded to start a knife fight over who knows what. Looking back on it, this was probably some gang related violence. Lots and lots of awful language was overheard in this fight, and my friend and I learned a lot of new words that day. We watched in horror as one of the gang members was stabbed and bleeding all over the grass/ Then people started shouting more rampantly and yelled something about us ,and one of the gang members ran towards us with a knife in his hands and a crazy darkened look in his eyes. Being kids, we decided to turn around and run back home as fast as we could to safety, but he caught up to us.
Both of the dogs defended us and went into full protector mode. They were snarling, lunging, and baring teeth at the guy, while we were holding on to the leashes for dear life trying to run away. We were afraid that if we let go, the man would hurt the dogs. We didn't really understand that the dogs could have done more damage to him. The guy then decided to turn around and run the other way back to the scene. The police showed up not long after, but the gang members had just fled the scene. There were some eye witnesses, and we later found out that a man had called the police when he saw the gang member running toward us."
"So I just found out today that my grandpa was a little boy when the infamous historic tornado of 1939 hit Anoka, Minnesota, where he was located. He was trying to find his brother that day, when he was suddenly pulled into an armory by a total stranger. My grandpa was taken into the basement moments before the roof of the armory was blown clean off. He found his brother in that basement, and he was instructed by his brother to go straight home to protect himself. On his way home, he came across this dead woman who had been beheaded by some sharp object blowing in the tornado. He then saw this man on the ground, who had been clutching at something unknown. My grandpa was too scared to see if the man was still alive, so he just ran home.
My grandpa's other brother had been in a movie theater during all of this chaos. Somehow, this theater didn't lose power or anything during the tornado, and the movie simply kept on playing. So that brother left the movie theatre completely clueless about the tornado that ravaged his town. He walked outside to basically see that the entire town had been destroyed. That theatre must have had a loud enough sound to prevent the tornado from being heard, or maybe it was out of the way of the path of destruction? Maybe people then just thought the noises of the tornado hitting the town was just part of the movie? THat would have been such a bizarre sight to witness once you stepped back out into the sunlight!"
"While I was on vacation in London, my wife and I were waiting for a train the underground tube station. On vacation in London my wife and I were waiting for a train in a tube station. Two trains arrived at the station before ours showed up. As a native New Yorker, I was comforted to see that pigeons live in subway stations everywhere. It turned out this was a sort of universal image. The first train pulls into the station and the doors open. As people enter and exit the train, one pigeon flutters down from the ceiling, lands on the platform, and calmly walks onto the train like he's off to work or something. My wife and I laugh about this a little as the doors closed and the train pulls away from the station. The second train pulls into the station, the doors open, and people shuffle out. After a moment a different pigeon walks out of this train and then flutters up to spot vacated by the first pigeon. Anyway, it seems like London pigeons have the tube pretty much figured out! I like to imagine these pigeons had very important business to attend to, and they knew exactly what trains to take to make it to their destination on time."
"I was a senior in high school, and I was staying later after school one day to make up an exam that I missed while I was on a class trip earlier. My best friend was there with me. Both of us had siblings who were freshmen and were waiting for us to drive them home. My brother knew that I was taking a test and still decided to call my phone obsessively. This took place in 2003, before texting was really a popular concept. I finally got out, called him back, and apparently he and my friend's sister were freaking out. He said that someone was really trying to hurt them. I told them to meet me at my car. They ran up scared, and I saw two guys were actually following them.
I'll add some important context right here: I would work on engineering events in the Science Olympiad in high school, and that gave me an excuse to bring weird things to school that definitely would have gotten other students totally suspended. These two guys start walking up on us talking trash, I reached into my trunk and whipped out a nice large machete, and I asked if there was a problem. These two dudes were probably expecting some other sort of weapon, but not an oversized machete. They stopped like deer in headlights and backed off. it was like something out of a movie. I never had much confidence to do anything like that ever again in my life. Later that day, they found some other poor kid and beat him unconscious, to the point where he needed surgeries. These guys had some weird desire to beat someone into oblivion. I did not know they were going to do anything that bad, and I feel so terrible for that kid! Thanks to my science club, this nerd was able to stun a couple punks with the sight of a machete and save a couple freshmen from what turned out to be a pretty rough beating."
"So I drive a standup forklift. We had a pallet of food goods on a rack forty five feet high up in our warehouse that had been knocked loose. The only thing holding it up was one wooden board of the pallet, and about six inches of triple layered plastic wrap. We brought a dumpster with another lift and elevated it about half way up, about where we figured the pallet would fall. Management had already decided the entire pallet of dry food was scrapped, so it was not recoverable. And putting people on a platform to recover the boxes was too dangerous to really work out. So I got in my lift, with the intent to knock it loose to remove the danger. I had a hard hat, safety glasses, a face shield, plexiglass on my lifts roof, and even this faux kevlar jacket to protect me from any nails in the pallet. We removed one fork and centered the other one. I raised my lift to just shy of max height and stuck the fork between runners on the pallet. I got as far in as i could and slowly raised it to max height, tilted the fork back, and reversed my lift.
The entire pallet came loose, the hung up plastic tore loose, and the pallet swung upside down, rocked backwards, and slipped off my fork. The entire thing flipped right side up in the dumpster. Not a single box fell off. The whole pallet, including some sixty boxes, was completely undamaged. We got it out of the dumpster and moved everything to a new pallet, since the old one was so damaged. Management was more upset that they had to un-scrap the food, and that is a major pain with out computer system. Before anyone asks, the pallet contained boxes of bagged chips, wrapped in plastic, and the dumpster never had anything wet or really disgusting in it. The worst thing was some crumbs from other brands of chips. Our food safety girl told us that technically it was still safe for human consumers, so we kept it. Looking back on it, I really wish that we had a recording of it. It was such a beautiful sight to witness."
"One night, my friend and I were walking back to his place after a concert. It was pretty late, and we decided to take a shortcut through a construction site because we were tired from the show. Since all the streets around the construction site were closed, it was completely empty, as if the whole area was abandoned like in a zombie apocalypse, with just the two of us in the South Loop area of Chicago.
We were crossing this small bridge and just chatting away about the concert. I was looking at him, and then I turn my head forward and was face to face with what looks like a zombie rat. No, I'm being totally serious here. Someone had taken a mummified rat or squirrel or something and use wire to position it like it was pouncing mid-air at your face. It seriously freaked the heck out of me. It was just left there, as if some demented artist was waiting for an unwitting victim to pass by and look at it. The combination of the abandoned construction site and the zombie rat creeped both of us out, so we ran until we hit a busy street with some traffic. That's definitely something you don't see every day, and I'm glad it only happened once, because it was super out there."
"I used to work for McDonald's. At the restaurant, we had this massive garbage corral behind the building. One of the staff members ran over to the rest of us one night and mentioned how he heard something that vaguely sounded like an animal in the corral, and he wanted someone else to go check it out. Being the manager on duty at the time, I made the decision that myself and one of the larger men on staff would go out back to investigate this phenomenon. We open the corral door and we don’t see anything. We shine the flashlight around and still nothing, but suddenly we hear this weird echoed grunt, which I then realize is coming from inside the cardboard dumpster. I immediately think that it must be a bear or some other large animal, so we decide to go back into the store and call the police and animal control. The police come, and they use a massive industrial ladder to look into the dumpster.
The officer comes into the store after investigating and asks if we have cameras out there, which we do, so he asks to see the footage and says we’re going to want to see it as well. Two people, wearing absolutely nothing on, run into the frame in the footage, seemingly chasing each other. Or were they running away from something? The dude vaults off of the fence, lands abdomen first on the wall of the corral, and then he falls over into the dumpster which was right against the wall. The female climbs the wall somehow, tries to reach down to help the male, and then she proceeds to fall in after him. The police officer said that when he shone the light down there, they were huddled together for warmth and crying to each other. You don’t see that everyday."