We all have weird habits, however some people aren’t afraid to showcase it for everyone to see. These people share the oddest thing they seen someone do public and I’m completely speechless. Content has been edited for clarity purposes.
He Re-Arranged Every Single Rock
“In my home town, there was a man who I’ve called the police department to make sure he was alright. They assured me that though he was odd, he got a place to stay when he wanted to stay there and he had money and food so he was not homeless or destitute.
He walked around town, pushing a shopping cart full of things that caught his interest. Bags hung off the sides and it was full to overflowing. He was at least six feet tall and thin as a rail with long gray hair that went down past his shoulders. I often saw him pushing his cart along the streets of our town. One year, he carried a cardboard sign around that was almost as tall as he was and at least four times as wide. There was a lot written on it in such small writing that unless you stood in front of him you had no hope of reading it and it was probably just as well.
I think the strangest thing I’ve ever seen him do was one summer in the mid-nineties he must have thought the rocks outside the local movie house needed re-arranging because he moved and adjusted and dusted off every rock in the landscape in front of the parking lot and there were a lot of rocks. He didn’t do any harm and it did look better. The owners didn’t harass him and maybe they even suggested he do it for all I know.
From the one time I tried to talk to him, I did not find him to be a pleasant person and since the local police department kept an eye on his well-being, I decided my input was not needed. But that summer, he worked faithfully on those rocks for weeks if not months in that hot sun, arranging them to his liking.”
Her Daughter Was Freaking Out, But That Wasn’t The Reason Why She Was Mad
“I was on my way to a day spa to get myself a massage for the first time ever and I was feeling really nervous because I get really shy of people touching me. Also, because I was booked to have my eyebrows waxed, and if you’ve ever seen the massive caterpillars that live on my face, you’d know how daunting that is.
As I was nearing the spa, I saw a large crowd gathering outside by the curb. It was along the main road so it was heavy with vehicles and foot traffic. I knew it would be something weird when I saw an old lady leaving the crowd with tears streaming down her face. I thought maybe someone had a heart attack or something. I pushed through to see what was going on and came upon the weirdest, saddest sight.
A young girl was crouched on the sidewalk screaming and bashing her head on the pavement. She was on her knees in a leapfrog position just banging her head over and over into the concrete while her Mum was trying to grab her and force her to stop. She wasn’t having much success because her daughter would lash out and the mother would back right off. She was bleeding and screaming and cursing while other pedestrians tried to calm her down. If anybody tried to touch her or restrain her, both she and her mother would lose the plot and tell them to ‘get lost.’
The girl whom I had booked to do my eyes came running out of the spa with these really beautiful red plush cushions and placed them on the pavement so when the other girl brought her head back down, it hit the cushion rather than the concrete. Even though the screaming of the girl and the mother, she stayed there and fought them both to keep the cushions right there. It emboldened another lady to run in and hold the girl in a tight hug that restrained her until the ambulance arrived.
I don’t know why the mother was so hostile towards the people trying to help. Maybe she was embarrassed or ashamed that she couldn’t control the situation? I’m not really sure. Either way, when the spa girl and I went back inside, she was really emotional so we just sat and chatted for a while until she was calm again. That was one of the strangest things I had ever seen happen right in the middle of a busy street in a town where people are very snooty and keep to themselves.”
There Was A “Caw” Every Couple Of Minutes
“When I was a student at New York University (NYU), I went to the Starbucks right next to Washington Square Park one night to perform at an open mic night. After it was over, I walked a friend of mine to her home at the NYU dorms and then made my way back to the train to go home. It must’ve been around 12 am or one am or so. When I got on the train, I noticed an odd-looking guy holding on to one of the poles; he had a huge feather in his hat. Like he was attempting to make some sort of bird costume but stopped at his hat.
As though this wasn’t strange enough, every few minutes on the train he would let out a very loud ‘CAW!’ like he thought he was an actual bird. Every five minutes or so, on this train at one am — mind you, this is NYC so the train was still relatively crowded — the bird guy was making loud bird sounds. He wouldn’t look at anyone, but just stare straight ahead and ‘CAW’ every couple of minutes.
When he would caw, other people on the train would kind of look awkward, or have a ‘What the heck’ look on their face, or some people would giggle. Of course every stop some people would get on, and thus more people were exposed to this strange behavior.
I was going up to the Bronx, so I was on the train for the long haul. He eventually got off before me so I don’t know what happened to him. I assumed he continued walking around NYC cawing randomly the rest of the night.”
The Mom Was Shocked To See This On The Road
“It was 1990 something and I was in the car with my son who was about seven at the time. We lived in a small Appalachian town in North Carolina and we were cutting through an old, but the well-kept neighborhood. We approached a three-way intersection where views from all directions were partially blocked by curvy roads and small inclines. As I approached the stoplight, I saw a very small child toddling beside the road, all alone and precariously close to the road.
I did a double-take looking for a parent or grownup but didn’t see one. My son saw the child about the same time I did and announced, ‘That baby is all by herself out there’, confirming what I thought I saw.
So I pulled over to the side of the street and put my hazard lights on and told my son to stay in the car, but of course, he didn’t. Just then another car approached the intersection and stopped too, and a middle-aged man got out. I explained that we saw this child all alone walking beside the road. So I volunteered to go to the nearby houses and try to find a parent. He swooped up the child and agreed to keep her safe while I went to investigate. My son followed me as I approached the nearest house and knocked on the door. A younger child, maybe 10 years old or so, came to the door, and her Mom followed closely behind.
I told the woman a small child was wandering out by the road. Her eyes widened and her face became white as a ghost. She immediately went into panic mode.
So I said to her, ‘It’s ok, a man has her…’ I was going to say ‘safe now’ but before I could finish my sentence, the Mom, almost bumping into me, bolted out and ran in the direction of the road.
The child was reunited with her mother and all was ok in the end. But I felt sorry for scaring this poor woman so badly. I realized that my word choice was horrible after I had a chance to replay the incident in my head.
Seeing a young child so close to a road is frightening and realizing that the views of oncoming cars were limited at best spelled certain disaster. So I’m glad the child was okay and I’m happy that I could help out.”
Drama At The Concert
“In September of 1980, my brother, Tom, and I traveled from our home in Dayton, Ohio to Riverfront Coliseum in Cincinnati to see the rock band ‘Rush’ in concert. The place was packed, and Rush was deep into their set when something going on near one of the entryways got my attention. From where we were seated, I could glance over my shoulder and see people drifting in from the outer hallway.
I noticed a man and a woman just inside the entryway and they were making out pretty heavy. My first thought was that it was an odd time and place for a make-out session, but, to each his own, right?
I nudged my brother and motioned towards them. He too appeared bemused by this public display of affection at a Rush concert. Things were getting seriously amorous between the two lovebirds. This all took place in the span of ten to twenty seconds and we were about to turn our attention back to the concert when the romantic interlude turned sour. The fellow apparently became a little too grabby and she was having none of it.
Quick as a flash, the lady drew back and slugged the dude square in the face snapping his head back and sending him staggering backward. She was then on him like an enraged tigress. She punched, kicked, and clawed Mr. Too Touchy-Feely. As the band played and Geddy Lee belted out ‘Spirit of Radio,’ we watched in awed fascination as this guy received a thrashing that neither he nor us, would soon forget.
The man did appear to fight back, but she was too much for him. He fell backward, she advanced on him and had two security guards intervene by pulling her off him. I believe she may have beaten the poor guy to death. Both were led away by security and we then enjoyed the rest of an awesome concert.”
The Kangaroo Incident
“I was browsing in an Australian National Park’s gift shop near Albury on the Murray River. There was a tiny joey kangaroo hopping around the store, much to the delight of the visitors. It hadn’t been there long but it was doing a great job getting people into the right mood to buy.
As I watched it hopped up to the counter where a young woman in a miniskirt was waiting to be served. She was unaware of what was happening behind her.
Joey stopped, looked up her skirt, and apparently thought, ‘I wonder if it’s Mum?’ And he stuck his head under the skirt.
She screamed but was all laughter when she realized what had happened and gave Joey a cuddle, but it got a big laugh from everybody who was watching.”
“It Was A Behavior I Expected From A Kid, Not A 20-Year-Old Man”
“My mom and I were shopping at Whole Foods. On this particular night, a man, who looked like he was in his early 20s or so, walked over to some scrub buckets He picked up one of the scoops, raised it to his face, and bit the scrub straight from the spoon, placing the scoop back into the bucket.
He proceeded to do this for every single scrub tin—including the salt scrubs; just picking up the scoop, biting off some of the scrubs from the scoop, and placing it back down. Keep in mind, the area is in the beauty section of Whole Foods, and the sugar and salt scrubs have a clear sign indicating that they are in fact sugar and salt scrubs.
I wish I had told an employee, or at least confronted him about it, but I was so shocked. It was a behavior I would have expected from a five-year-old, not a 20-year-old man.”
Random Girl At A Party
“This one time I went with a few friends to enjoy a night out. It was a rock concert outdoors and great bands were playing. Everything was going great, one of my girlfriends was having lots of fun but I had noticed she was having a lot to drink, however, I didn’t bother to care since I thought she knew her own limits. All of the sudden, she started feeling really sick and started puking.
She threw up quite a lot and wouldn’t stop. She got very wasted. I didn’t know what to do besides watch her to make sure I could help her somehow. Suddenly, this random girl, beautiful like an angel, showed up out of nowhere to help my girlfriend. We had no idea who she was. With the kindest presence, she held my friend’s hair while she was puking. She went to get her a bottle of water and a bit of food and even hugged and touched her on the head showing her kindness. Then she helped her to sit on the ground and gave her mint drops. When I thought it was over, she pulled this mini towel from her purse, damped with water, and started to clean my friend’s face.
She sat there with her and made her company until she felt better. My friend was quite wasted but not exactly unconscious, she seemed to be enjoying the attention that she was receiving from this beautiful random girl who was treating her like some precious gem. This situation blew my mind because it was so hard to see random acts of kindness like that, especially in an event like that.”
Trash Bin Guy
“A few years ago, I saw a guy crossing a street, lazily dragging a large trash bin behind him. After he finished crossing the street, I was able to notice that on the backside of the bin there was a poster of a popular Romanian singer, Nicolae Guță.
Right as I was noticing Guță’s unmistakable face on the poster, the trash bin guy stopped, kneeled, and passionately kissed the poster. Then he casually stood up and continued his leisure walk with his trash bin.”
She Was Doing What In The Middle Of The Street?!
“I was thirteen when this happened. I was part of my school’s eighth-grade play. On the day of the dress rehearsal, the teacher and the actors were going to have supper at a Pizza Hut. As I walked to the Pizza Hut from school, I noticed a young lady meandering through a yard. She was in her late teens, wearing a sundress while being barefoot. She was a striking redhead. As I passed by her, she spied me, smiled, and pulled a bloom from a nearby bush. She handed me the flower, winked, and walked away.
I crossed the street to the Pizza Hut and heard a sound. Looking back, I saw her in the middle of Main Street singing. She turned and headed south on Main.
A woman standing on the sidewalk said, ‘Oh, yeah, she’s higher than a kite.’
Ginger walked right up the middle of Main, singing her heart out. I was just about to turn to go into the restaurant when she took off all her clothes and continued down Main Street.
My eyes bugged out. At thirteen, this was my first view of a female with no clothes on, and what a lovely view it was. Then the woman on the sidewalk had to ruin it all by going inside and calling the police, who came and threw a blanket around her and put her in the squad car.
“There is a very famous diner near my house. On weekends, you have to stand in a line for 30 to 45 minutes to get in. It’s that good. I was a regular at the restaurant and the owners treated me extra special, given that I would go there every other day. So, one day, I came in and ordered pancakes with no butter.
Ten minutes later, the waiter came with pancakes and a huge scoop of butter right on top.
Me: ‘I said no butter on my pancakes.’
Waiter: ‘Oops, sorry.’
He then scooped up the butter with his bare hand and walked away whistling.
I was speechless.”
He Pulled Out A Boom Box, A Car Battery, And Muppets
“As my friend and I was sitting on a subway train in Paris, waiting for the doors to close and the train to start up, a young man lugging a bunch of equipment on a dolly struggled onto the train.
He went to the back of the train and proceeded to unpack what looked like a boom box, a car battery, a small table, and a bunch of curtains and dowel rods.
As we started to move, he quickly assembled a small makeshift stage with curtains and makeshift floodlights and started up the boom box. The strains of Tom Jones belting out, ‘It’s Not Unusual’ filled the car, and then a Muppet-style puppet singer appeared on the stage.
The guy wasn’t very skilled and all the Muppet seemed to be able to do was raise one arm jerkily in the air about 500 times, but the whole spectacle was so ridiculous my friend and I burst out laughing. We threw the guy a few spare coins, just because he’d made us laugh so hard, and because it had to be rough hauling that equipment around, and setting it up and disassembling it every few minutes.
After the song was completed, the guy quietly disassembled the whole structure lugged it off the train at the next stop, and waited for the next train to arrive, so he could repeat the tacky act for a new captive audience.”
“I was sitting at Walmart one day, waiting for my ride to pick me up. I saw a woman open her car door, and change her baby’s diaper. When she was done changing the baby, she folded the dirty diaper, and threw the dirty diaper under her car, and walked into the store. Just as she entered the store, an older woman who was in the next car, got out of her car, reached up under the first woman’s car, grabbed the dirty diaper, opened it, and dropped its dirty side down into the mother’s sunroof that was open.
I was still laughing when the second lady came by me, and I told her, ‘Well played!'”
“Hey Betty! Do You Hear That?”
“I had just left work and was in my car, idling, at the corner of Seventh Street and Thomas Street here in Phoenix, Arizona. It was pretty late at night; this was when I worked the night shift, so it was probably 11:30 pm or even midnight. It was a nice night, so I had all my windows rolled down.
I heard shouting coming from behind me, to the right, so I took a look.
There was a man on a payphone, having an intense argument with the person on the other line, and as I watched, he dropped the phone receiver so it dangled from the cord, unzipped his pants, and began urinating on the phone receiver.
Just as the stream began, he shouted, ‘Hey Betty! Do you hear that? I’m peeing on you! Peeing all over you, you witch!’
The light turned green and I drove away. I never used a payphone again after that day.”
“About 50 years ago, my mum was driving in Sydney with her three girls, I was about seven. We didn’t know the area and may have been driving a bit slow or in the wrong lane when this guy came up alongside us. And that was when I saw my first road rage.
He was screaming abuse at us and his face was bright red but then something would happen that would turn the tables. Well here he was, screaming his lungs out and his gob full of false teeth fell out. His face went bright red, purple actually and I had a front-row seat. I laughed my head off, my sisters who were about 10 and 11 years too, instead of traveling straight ahead he took off to the left and I imagine stopped to lick his wounds and replace his teeth.
I do hope he learned a lesson and exercised a bit more patience on the road.”
An Aspiring Actress Gone Rogue
“On a New York City subway train, this homeless woman was trying to sell crickets. Now, why on Earth would someone do that?
Then, all of the crickets got out and went everywhere. People were pretty freaked out. She was screaming and going crazy. As if this was not crazy enough, she lifted up her dress and went to the bathroom all over the place. OMG, it was horrid.
Then, after a few days, the news was released that she was not homeless. She was an actress who planned all of this because she knew that people would videotape it and post it online. This is how she tried to ‘get discovered’ as an actress.
I am sure if you googled it, there must be a video online.”