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On November 18 2010 02:41 BillyHardcore wrote:I was having a dinner, with my Romain driver, his wife and 6 yr old kid. After dinner, I was full, so I pointed to my belly, and gave it a clap. They weren't really familiar with english, so most of our communication was via hand and very simple words. He proceeds to stand up, and jump up and down a few times.. To signal the food should settle in my stomach, leaving space for more. I'm not entirely sure why, but when he does that, I think of manually pushing down the food, like for an instance with a small tube or something. My next gesture was emulating a blowjob more than anything else though. I meant to simply be pushing down the food  Needless to say, all 3 adults got funny eyes.
I started trying to simulate that blowjob motion and started to laugh hysterically :D
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In 7th grade a guy was talking about getting a tattoo and arguing with his dad about it. He said he told his dad "It' my body, I can do what I want with it." or something to that extent.
I meant to reply "He still "owns" you ie pays for everything you have." We were in 7th grade so obviously that was true.
Well, instead I replied "Well, he still owns your ass." Not thinking of the double entendre, he and everyone around took that pretty literally. I got some creepy stares and they all left soon after. Well, they weren't my friends so I never actually cleared that up with them.
And yeah, I do the staring into space thing pretty often. Sometimes I also get caught peeking a look which sucks. Come on, you can't dress like that and expect me not to look at least once. Don't look so pissed off when I do. Like when I'm in an escalator in the metro and the girl in front of me is wearing see-through leggings and her ass is right in my face... would anyone REALLY not look? Although admittedly I'm a bit too greedy sometimes ahah.
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When I creep people out it tends to be knowing too much about serial killers, explosives, or hacking/ID theft.
I remember having a conversation with a roommate in a checkout line about the credit cards with RFID tags so you just hold it near the reader instead of having to swipe it. The cashier asked something and I ended up telling him about how you can get an RFID reader and just walk around in a mall and steal hundreds of credit card numbers just by being with in a few feet of them. He looked quite worried and asked why I knew this stuff.
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On November 18 2010 03:25 NukeTheBunnys wrote:
When I creep people out it tends to be knowing too much about serial killers, explosives, or hacking/ID theft.
So true. I watch a ton of documentaries on anything from history to any science to serial killers. I've learned to leave out that last part.
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God thought of another one just recently -
I was taking a cab out to the bars with my girlfriend and my roommate with her boyfriend, and I was sitting in the front seat. I reached back without looking to run my fingers along my girlfriend's leg. Now we'd been pregaming and my reaction time was a bit slow, but I suddenly noticed that the leg I was feeling was strangely hairy and I was making my roommate's boyfriend pretty uncomfortable.
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Haha some of these stories are so hilarious I feel like sharing them, if it wasn't for the fact sharing stories like these is in itself a way to creep people out.
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On November 17 2010 18:12 Waxangel wrote:
I was having a conversation with two of my friend's friends at a supermarket, talking about the irrationality of some of the worries human beings have. As an example, I brought up how parents were silly to worry about things like kidnappers and child molesters, when statistically they should be worrying about their children suffering a drowning or electrical accident.
Anyway, as I was explaining, I took a small child's shoe out of my pocket and started tossing it to myself. The conversation broke down into a lot of nervous laughter as everyone wondered whether it was a funny situation, or a very very scary one.
(I have a habit of picking up dropped gloves/hats/scarves, and I had found the shoe on the ground and pocketed it earlier in the day)
Holy shit... Just holy shit...
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On November 17 2010 23:32 hifriend wrote:Unfortunately the swedish word for SIX is... SEX which is the swedish word for sex as well.
wtf? How could this ever not be confusing?
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This happens alot in class since our desks/chairs are old and squeaky, but when the chair you're sitting on makes a farting sound and you try to emulate it so no one thinks you just farted. I usually end up going full retard and fidgeting in the chair trying to make the sound happen again but it never does... T^T
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I don't creep people usually... Well, not as much as I would think, though I have some weird habits.
One of them is to relate everything to the idea of suicide, as in "Oh, I'm so tired. I'm just gonna jump off the window" or something like this. The main problem with this is that I actually look so serious, most friends think I'm gonna do it from one day to another; their feelings seem confirmed by the fact my nearest friend commited suicide, by the fact I'm writing a book about the different ways of suiciding yourself with the exact consequences and problems of each of these ways, also because I never react to one's death, and usually I laugh at horrible murders and whatnot. They actually bought me a book on the beautifulness of life, warned my mom about my "suicidal tendencies" (I had also to convince her I'm not fond of dying...). And this was when I was happy; when I felt bad because my stepfather kicked me out and made me homeless, they just kept permanent contact to check on me.
The creepiest thing is, rereading myself, I DO find myself creepy. Eeeek. At least I have good friends ^^
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On November 18 2010 03:51 Cel.erity wrote:Show nested quote +On November 17 2010 23:32 hifriend wrote:Unfortunately the swedish word for SIX is... SEX which is the swedish word for sex as well. wtf? How could this ever not be confusing?
Most (if not all) languages have this sort of situation where one word has multiple definitions, including English. As in English, the meaning is deciphered via context.
For example, if I told you I had pricked my finger, you would know I meant I had punctured it with a thorn or something, and not that I had stuck my prick into my finger. Context is all-important, especially in those cases where a word might have both tame and risqué connotations. You simply learn to identify the word or phrase with the most logical definition possible, regardless of whether you realize you're doing this. Therefore, if one Swede tells another he woke up at 6 AM, the other would just assume that the first didn't mean he was waking up at sex o'clock.
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On November 17 2010 07:48 Aeres wrote:
I take pride in the fact that every person I've creeped out has been the target of a conscious decision to do so. My go-to move is to look at the person in question. Once they turn and see me (if they aren't already), I make uncomfortable eye contact, and begin to slowly smile, keeping eye contact all the while. And by slow, I mean sloooooooow. Like, 20 seconds from ignition to completion.
Generally, my mission is successful, and the target is creeped out, but sometimes I giggle and it backfires. The number 1 rule is to maintain discipline when engaging in stealth-smiling.
Hahahaha.... Can't do it. I get like 5seconds in and lose it... I just picture myself making a troll face....
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Well mine is not too bad compared to some of what I read here.
People always happen to walk into my office right after I farted. Like somebody is waiting for the precise moment right after I fart to come ask me something. I'm not like farting all day or something but occasionally after lunch or early after breakfast I gotta let one go. Nobody ever says anything about it, not yet at least. I just act like nothing happened.
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On November 18 2010 02:19 BroOd wrote:
Haha some of these are great. I have a couple of really bad ones but the one that sticks out the most happened about 5 years ago.
At the time, my roommate and I had this game of trying to one-up each other when we'd leave a voice mail message by leaving some funny or obscene message on each other's phone. It started off where we'd leave messages as crack dealers, bail bondsmen or law enforcement officials, and it just sort of grew from there. As it went along more of our friends started to get in on the game and it sort of evolved from trying to make each other laugh into trying to leave the most bizarre, depraved message possible. You might be able to see where this is going.
One night after a party my roommate and I decided to do some "drunken ebaying" and spent about $50 on one of those voice changers that can manipulate the pitch of your voice. Needless to say, when it arrived we wasted no time leaving absolutely horrible messages on people's phones. I mean, this was some dark stuff. Well, in the giddiness and excitement of it all, I accidentally left a message on the phone of someone who wasn't privy to the message game. In fact, it was the number of a girl who'd just moved to town and was a friend of a friend. I'd helped her move in to her new apartment and made promises of showing her around town, inviting her when we went out, etc.
Now, without going into too much detail, let's just say the message included the phrases, "eat your skin" and "never find your body". Not 10 minutes had passed before my phone was blowing up with people calling me asking me what the fuck was going on. The poor girl was scared out of her wits. She had immediately called her parents saying she'd made a huge mistake coming to NY and some guy she met wanted to kill her and he knows where she lives. Luckily our mutual friend lived next door to her and she was able to calm her down before she called the police. I apologized profusely and explained the whole back story, but she never really warmed up to me after that, which ended up being a blessing in disguise as she was a really obnoxious bitch.
My god I laughed so hard, seriously my sides started hurting lol =]
Jesus man, that's gold :D
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On November 17 2010 23:32 hifriend wrote:
I had been unable to catch any sleep for various reasons and I was nodding off in a meeting at work (new workplace too) and then someone asked me something and I was like "SORRY WHAT WAS THAT?" but somehow it came out in a very loud and threatening manner and he just looked completely stunned and someone started laughing. wtf? :[
When I was 14 I was working at a café for a little while and some hot customer way older than me wanted to ask me when we were closing. Unfortunately the swedish word for SIX is... SEX which is the swedish word for sex as well.
Conversation went like this:
her "sex?"
me "umm what sorry?"
her "sex?"
me "wha... sorry I don't know what you're talking about??" *starts sweating*
her "... the closing time.... nothing else..."
me "oh ok sorry no sorry we're closing at 5 sorry" *runs for the back kitchen*
Oh! This reminds me of a pretty On topic thing! Im also swedish and I´ve also worked at a Cafe. Anyways. This Cafe in Malmö (City in Sweden) is like the centre of Swedens Hippies. This is summer 09 when the song Svennebanan is "the shit". Svennebanan is a song from a great rapper (Who does some really shitty music nowadays however) called Promoe who is pretty hippie himself and it´s about Swedes in general and we call the typical swede "Svennebanan" which if you take it literally means "Swedish Banana". Anyways, He walks into the cafe when Im working there. Which in itself is pretty awesome. He orders a banana smoothie. Instead of telling him something like "Oh, dude! Ive listened to your music for half my life!" and being a normal person I say "Svennebanan smoothie?" very awkwardly. He doesnt get the joke at first. I have to tell him the joke again and he fakes a laugh. Never been in a more awkward situation in my life
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On November 17 2010 11:47 pinenamu wrote:
LOL these stories. One time I followed this guy that looked exactly like a friend. I was calling out his name and noticed he walked faster. I was following him laughing, thinking he was walking faster as a joke.. What a creeper I was lol
This happen to me today...there's too many people my college.
I was walking to my class and the escalators were packed and I see (i think i see) my good friend from behind I scream HEY GEORGE like 8 times and push people to get to him and it wasn't him
I laughed out loud and walked away
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Yeah, I was on the phone with my girlfriend and another call comes in. So I tell my gf I'll call her back once I take this call (I get a lot of calls for work on my cell phone, so I always assume it's a work call) and she's like, alright. I go to pick up the other line but it stopped ringing. I assumed the caller hung up or w/e.
So I go back to my girlfriend and I'm like "Hey sweetheart" to see if she had hung up yet.
And one of my newest clients is like, "Er...hello?" And at that point I've like, fallen out of my chair and oh god it was so awkward. Apparently my cheek picked up the phone (touch screen phone FTL.) Of course this client was female and pretty damn good looking too. So, the next morning I was scheduled to go out to her company's office and do some work....totally dreaded that day. X_X
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During my first year in the US I had many awkward moments trying to express myself while pretending to sound "cool". I worked at a restaurant and one of the waitresses was getting real flirty with me. So one time during my shift I walked up to her in front of everyone and asked something like "would you like to hang off?"
- Excuse me?
- I want to hang off with you
- Okay... hang out?
I heard some giggles around, face probably turned bright red.
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On November 18 2010 03:25 Kurr wrote:
Sometimes I also get caught peeking a look which sucks. Come on, you can't dress like that and expect me not to look at least once. Don't look so pissed off when I do. Like when I'm in an escalator in the metro and the girl in front of me is wearing see-through leggings and her ass is right in my face... would anyone REALLY not look? Although admittedly I'm a bit too greedy sometimes ahah.
The trick is not to be embarrassed.
It's creepier to run around naked in public than it is to stare at someone running around naked in public. Likewise, it's creepier to run around half-naked in public than it is to stare at someone running around half-naked in public.
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On November 18 2010 07:40 Severedevil wrote:Show nested quote +On November 18 2010 03:25 Kurr wrote:
Sometimes I also get caught peeking a look which sucks. Come on, you can't dress like that and expect me not to look at least once. Don't look so pissed off when I do. Like when I'm in an escalator in the metro and the girl in front of me is wearing see-through leggings and her ass is right in my face... would anyone REALLY not look? Although admittedly I'm a bit too greedy sometimes ahah. The trick is not to be embarrassed. It's creepier to run around naked in public than it is to stare at someone running around naked in public. Likewise, it's creepier to run around half-naked in public than it is to stare at someone running around half-naked in public.
I like your logic but society disagrees.
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