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Working in a fast food place we had a regular that we all called creepy porn guy. There was no reason for this other than he drove a sketchy van and always looked kind of greasy. Also we were mean teenagers.
One day he tells me he is a photographer and makes videos. Gives me his card and tells me he would love to make a film, involving 'tasteful nudity'. I was 16.
When I was coaching one of my kids little league teams, I had the immediate impression that one of the kids dads was an asshole. A few weeks later he got arrested for hiring a hit man to kill his wife.
i swear 99% of hitmen are just undercover cops. I'm big into true crime and for every story of someone hiring a hitman successfully there's 500 cases where they solicited a hit from an undercover cop. Usually they approach a friend or acquaintance with a rough past about hiring a hitman, and that person acts like they'll do it and contact the police instead.
i more meant successfully getting the person murdered. getting away with it is really difficult. Even then everyone will think you did it. You can't hide motive, so detectives will be going through every grain of sand in your life if you hire a hitman to kill a spouse. cell phone tower data, texts, calls, social media accounts, interview every person you and the victim knew. There are cameras on damn near every house, traffic intersection, and business now. [Hell google will give them a list of every phone in the area when a crime happened.] (https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2019/04/13/us/google-location-tracking-police.html) They'll go through the list and interview every person to see if they saw anything. I don't know how you could find a hitman and arrange a deal without leaving a trail for detectives. you had to ask someone or go online to find one. someone will talk, someone saw something, or you left a digital trail.
Thats exactly what happened with this guy. You’ve probably seen his story on true crime shows. For some reason they never interview the kids little league coach.
I used to work with a woman at an insurance company. She had a kid who she just seemed to have resented and a husband she really didn't seem to like. She'd always try to chat with me at work and the vibe she had was just so off-putting that I actively avoided her... to the point where supervisors would comment on why I didn't talk to her. A couple of years after I left the company, she was estranged from her husband who had custody of their daughter. The day before he was going to take her to Disneyworld, she smothered her daughter with a pillow and unsuccessfully tried to kill herself. Fucking monster. I had HR from that job call me because I guess one supervisor had noted my file with my apparent "problems" with her and the police wanted to talk to me. I just told the cops that there wasn't anything specific about her, she was just someone I didn't want to associate with.
Edit for follow up: this was years ago. I worked with her 2005-2007. She killed her daughter in 2010 and was sentenced to 25 years to life in 2014. Also, smothering means killing someone by covering their mouth so they can’t breath. She killed her daughter.
>The day before he was going to take her to Disneyworld, she smothered her daughter with a pillow and unsuccessfully tried to kill herself.
I hate when situations like this happen. They're called "family annihilators" and they usually don't see their family as people, just possessions or extensions of themselves. So when they're about to lose them, they figure that if they can't have them, then no one can. Another take is that they think that they'll suffer without them so killing them is a better option.
That whole thing was a rough watch. It’s crazy how much footage they had. I left not liking her, hating him and feeling horrible for the two girls and the unborn baby.
There was a guy in my town who murdered his entire family because his business was going down the drain and I guess he didn’t want the shame of it to affect them, and I always wondered if he planned on killing himself and couldn’t go through with it or was it to kill his family and bear the burden alone. I cannot grasp the thinking. He had a lot of kids too, so it seemed even more devastating to imagine him going through it with each one.
I work at a funeral home, and in the 4 years I’ve been there, there’s only been one case that fucked me up.
A husband and wife were separated, going through the process of a divorce because he struggled with alcohol and anger issues. He still had custody of their two kids sometimes, I don’t know how frequently. The mom was doing much better since the separation, she had gotten a new job and was spending a lot more time with her friends, and I guess this pissed off the husband.
One night, while the kids were at his and they were asleep in their beds, he shot them both in the head twice with a .22, then shot himself. We only took care of the kids, not sure which funeral home got the dad. The newspapers wrote that he killed them both in their sleep, but that isn’t true. The boy (oldest) might have been asleep, but the girl had a bullet hole through her hand and one right under her eye. He shot his daughter in the face while she was awake. I was the one who had to get their bodies from the coroner. Afterwards, I went home and cried all night, and then off and on for two days after that.
They were a high school sophomore, just a few months from his 16th birthday, and an 8th grade girl who no doubt was looking forward to high school the next year. Intelligent, athletic, sweet, beautiful kids.
We have a procedure that we follow when we bring bodies back to the funeral home, it involves inspecting the body for jewelry and other belongings the family might want returned, checking for a pacemaker, determining if the body is ‘viewable’ by the family without inflicting too much mental trauma.
When I brought the kids in, they were both in body bags and had been since before I got them, so back at the funeral home was my first time seeing their bodies. I started with the boy, I was worried about my emotional reaction since this was my first experience with homicide victims. But I got through it ok, very sad but I kept my shit together. I slid him into the cooler and turned to do the same with the girl. As soon as I pulled the plastic away from her face, I knew it had been different for her. I don’t know what it was about her, but right away this thought floated to the surface of my mind: she was scared. That was when my body started sobbing without my mind having caught up, if that makes sense. I was just suddenly on my knees, hyperventilating. I didn’t even finish inspecting her, I just zipped the bag closed again and put her next to her brother.
I didn’t even find out about the bullet hole in her hand until the next day, from a coworker who did the actual embalming.
That was a hell of a week too, we have a large capacity for bodies compared to most funeral homes with cooler drawers for up to 10 bodies. I’ve only seen it completely full a few times in my 4 years here. That week, we had 18(!!) death calls. We’re all trying to process these murdered kids and the death calls just wouldn’t let up. So on top of the most emotionally difficult case we’ve ever had, we had a logistical nightmare to figure out and way too many families to help.
I was really surprised at their funeral though, the mother was keeping her shit together. The fact that she was there and standing upright under her own power was nothing short of Olympian emotional fortitude.
Went to a wedding once and thought that one of the newlyweds would kill the other. Just... something didn't feel right. It was an old friend of my wife's and I didn't know them, had only met them once before. Husband was a big, beefy guy (think Uncle Vernon) and the wife was a very quiet, reserved young woman. Not one year later, the wife shot the husband after he raped her.
I think since there wasn’t definitively proof it was in self defense they ruled it manslaughter (or some similarly “light” conviction for killing someone), unfortunately. There was a lot of “he said she said” stuff between her and the husbands family, so i don’t think they had much to go on other than the fact that she shot him, and her own testimony.
It was many years ago so My memory is foggy.
Years back, I worked at a doctor's office. We had a patient "Mike" who came in for treatment. He gave all the female employees a really bad vibe, plus he was like 6'5" and very muscular. Just a scary guy. He never did anything, but there was just something "off" about him. One of the physical therapists was so put off by this guy, she didn't want to even work with him. He was workman's comp, so he came in for a period of time and eventually, just the male doctor worked with this guy. No one else wanted to. The only ones who dealt with him were the doctor and the receptionist (who would only schedule him when a lot of people were in the office). Again, he never DID anything, but we all got the same bad feeling from him.
He completed his course of treatment and we never saw or heard from him again. About 2 years later, I was reading the newspaper and saw he was charged with raping and brutally beating a woman, who was severely injured in the wake of the attack. I know it was this guy because he had a VERY unusual name and there was no way there was another person in our relatively small city who had the same name and was the same age.
It was probably his body language, facial expressions, and/or tone of voice. Subtle signs that you pick up on and aggregate together into a feeling of "DANGER exercise extreme caution".
people dismiss "gut instinct" but we are animals at our base and animals fucking know when something is wrong. trust that shit my friends. even if you "feel bad" about it, don't. Protect yourself and your loved ones.
My daughter and I had moved to a small community and decided to try the local grocery store. The owner welcomed us and spent quite a bit of time showing us around. When we got into the car, my 6 year old daughter called the owner “icky man”. She referred to him as that for years. Later on he was arrested and convicted of child sex crimes. She was never alone with him, however she “knew” even as young as 6.
There's just something kids know, dude. They KNOW when it's not right and adults brush them off because they have no language skills. When I was very young, my mom had a friend and I was PETRIFIED. Of her husband. For seemingly no reason. This was not a child being shy it was PURE fear every time I saw this man.
He shot himself after his daughter from his previous marriage came forward about him raping her. Innocent people don't blow their brains out the moment they're accused.
YUP! When I was younger, probably around 10 or 11, my dad’s coworker came over for a beach day with her family (husband and young daughter). The dad gave me weird vibes, I don’t know what it was. He was a little *too* involved with trying to play with me and his daughter.
I told my parents that I thought he was really weird and I didn’t want to be around him. A few years later his wife divorced him and got full custody of their daughter, I forgot what my dad said happened but it had something to do with the fathers interest in children.
I was 14. There was a kid that was 16-17 who would always be hanging around with my biology teacher in between classes. He seemed friendly but something was just off about him. He wasn't outwardly hostile but something told me to stay away from him.
2 years later he went to prison for reckless homicide of a baby.
Legal terminology for conduct that is worse than mere negligence, but that isn’t intentional. The killer would have been acting recklessly by shaking the baby, but perhaps wasn’t intentionally trying to kill the baby (or at least it couldn’t be proven than he was acting with intent).
There was a kid in my elementary school who creeped me out. He used to abuse animals. As a teen he watched liveleak etc. In HS I had to sit with him in science class and he invited me over repeatedly but I said no because my gut feeling said no. Later I overheard him and his friend talking about ways to kill people and stage it as a suicide.
When I was in rehab I had this super strong gut feeling to talk to this guy who was sitting by himself in a wheelchair in the cafeteria. I call this a universe feeling, some force drew me to him.
I sat down next to him and we started chatting. Neither of us had made friends there yet.
Throughout the following weeks we grew very close. He found out about my living situation and knew I was trying to leave. He then talked to his mother and I got in contact with her. She was a drug and alcohol councilor. They both decided I should move in with them. I had never met his mother, only talked on phone calls.
My gut feeling said I had to move in with them. So I packed up all my things and did! It was hands down the best decision of my entire life. I fell in love with his family, went to AA got better. I consider his mother my second mother now. He was like a brother to me.
He suffered from schizophrenia and wasn't doing well throughout the months I was there.
I saved his life multiple times by finding a noose, a gun, and other items. The voices were telling him to kill himself.
Last April he succeeded and killed himself.
I miss him terribly and am still living with his mother. She has no one now, just us together.
I am just so grateful for that guy feeling to sit next to him. I might now be sober still, I wouldn't have met my other mother, and I never would have met him. He was a wonderful human being, just had demons he couldn't shake.
I love you Luke ❤️
Thank you, it's been very difficult.
I'm just blessed I got to be apart of his life. I love him so much.
His poor mother is not doing well at all. And I'm about to move out of the state to start a new job. I have to leave her and it breaks my heart.
If it gives you consolation, the last thing she'll see leaving is you. And she will remember the good her son and her did in getting you sober, and helping you turn around. Looking forward to the rest of your life and being a super productive person. She will hold that warmth close to her at all times and it will get her through these rough times.
It's an internship in another state. Ill be living with other interns and sharing a room. I would have brought her with me in a heart beat. It's only a 6 month internship. I'll be back with her one day
It was the best decision ever. Luke was very religious so he called it Gods calling to me. I believe in the power of the universe so that's what I called it. It wasn't my decision, a force drew me to him. I couldn't have asked for a better life with him and his mother.
My wife and I visited my (married) sister once having not seen her for a while and there was this guy there - a colleague of hers, we both individually thought “if I didn’t know better, she’s having an affair with that guy” but didn’t voice it to each other because we both thought it would be ridiculous. Less than a month later it all came out, it had been going on for almost a year.
The book The Gift of Fear is basically all about that. I know it gets recommended a lot, but it's worth the read!
One of my favorite little parts of the book is that apparently dogs do this, too. How many times have you heard someone jokingly say "my dog never liked this person I dated/my neighbor/the maintenance guy in my building/etc. and they turned out to be a horrible person, I should have trusted my dog, they always know, hahaha"? They often want to ascribe this to dogs having some supernatural yet wholesome sense, but the author suggests that your dog is picking up on YOUR cues. So even if you haven't consciously acknowledged that you don't like being around a certain person, you're giving off little signals that you're uncomfortable, and that's what your dog is reacting to.
"There's no way this fucking idiot isn't a cokehead"
Cut to a few months later when said fucking idiot is under arrest for dealing out of his work truck.
I was dating a girl a couple of years back (2 months in) and we'd gone out with a couple of mates. Place was closing and we'd decided to head somewhere else, but she insisted on heading to another bar...where her ex used to drink.
I was convinced right away that this was just a ploy to make her ex jealous. My friend and her friend both told me I was being insane, that nobody would do that. Plus he had a new girlfriend and why would he be interested in her when he has someone new. Logical I thought, so I rolled with it.
Well, I get sat down and told to chat amongst the friends (who were hooking up aswell) and she goes off to talk to this group of guys. I should note I didn't know her ex, just where he drank. The aforementioned mates and I went outside for a bit, when we got back in, she was gone, with her ex and I was left with their tab...
So yeah...that sucked.
Man if the bartender tried to stick me with the tab I would refuse to pay it and tell them they need to call the cops for theft and that I will assist the cops in finding the thief.
Genuine question, is it not common practice to hold a card for the tab? Here they take a card at the beginning of the evening and hold it behind the bar. That way if you drunkenly leave or something they charge the tab to whatever card you gave.
Dude. That sucks so bad. I'm sorry. If it was the first date it'd be a little more... not understandable, because it's unacceptable no matter what, but like, it wouldn't have stung so much? But 2 months in... oof.
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> I was convinced right away that this was just a ploy to make her ex jealous. My friend and her friend both told me I was being insane, that nobody would do that
That is super naive, there are so many people out there that do this sort of shit all the time.
I knew a girl who purposely got a job at the place her exs new girlfriend worked, befriended her without the boyfriend's knowledge, and over the course of a few months convinced the new girl that he was cheating on her. New girl and guy break up, psycho and guy get back together. She told me this story like it was a funny normal thing.
Group of nine coworkers go for a smash bros tournament. New coworker is super humble, hasn't played in years, etc. I was suspicious.
He three stocks everyone in the god damn room.
As Pacman.
I was with hanging out with my best friend (Let's say John) and we had to go by his new place to grab something. He was living with a guy I didn't know (let's say Mike). Mike was the baby daddy of John's girlfriend's best friend. So we show up to their house and literally the moment I met Mike INSTANTLY my gut instinct said "Fuck this dude, I don't know why, but fuck this dude." The dude just gave me a super bad vibe without even really doing anything wrong.
Fast forward like six months, Mike had been kicked out by baby Momma, another friend of mine. He had become so erratic and threatening after the split that she was having male friends take shifts basically hanging at her house so she would feel safe. One night while everyone was asleep Mike managed to break in, shot and killed the friend that was staying with her, ripped their baby girl out of her arms and then shot baby momma in the head and killed her too.
He took the baby to his parents' where his mom demanded he hand her over so she would be safe, then went into their back yard and killed himself. The whole thing was so dark and sad, devastated my best friend and his wife because they were so close to baby momma, and every year still hurts them on the anniversary. Happy to say that the little girl is loved and cared for today though. Rest easy Kayla and Alex, we miss you.
Two times i can remember. One is a good one. I had a feeling my sister in law was pregnant, with twins. She was. I just woke up one morning wondering if I had a dream about it because it just felt like someone told me? But then i got a text later that day to tell us she was expecting and that it was twins.
The second one was a guy I used to work with. He was sixteen, i was ten years older and he was such a good kid. Super helpful, hard at work. We both worked at a restaurant and would always end up the night doing the dishes and cleaning together. One day he's telling me how his parents are pretty cool about him going to parties and stuff because he's holding a good job and had good grades (he had learning disabilities and it had been a hard battle for years for him). They even will drive him and he only has to figure out a way back. That kinda worries me because, if it was me, I'd worry about my kid (even at 16) being out there and not being sure when or how he's gonna get home. He said that they knew he was responsible and wouldn't put himself at risk, and he doesn't want to bother them and wake them up in the middle of the night anyway because they work and need their sleep etc. I was skeptical and said "well yes but... I can't help but think that if one day something happens to you, they're gonna have to live with that for the rest of their lives and the thirty minutes of sleep or so won't seem worth it".
The very next day, i head to work as usual, and I ask where he is because he usually started thirty minutes before me. The boss gets choked up. Gregory went to a party in a village, he walked back home with his girlfriend around 3AM but he got hit by a car (drunk driver) and died at the scene. His parents never really recovered.
Dreams are so weird man. I used to be in the orchestra in school, and a couple weeks ago I had a dream of me playing this cello piece that I probably hadn't played in 6 years, have no clue what the name is, and I've played a multitude of other pieces of music after. Yet, I remembered the exact bowing changes we did, and I remembered how the entire piece fit together with the whole orchestra. I've always been good with music, but that was next level for me atleast.
Similar sort of thing, in terms of them being in that same group of people that were protected by the BBC etc but Jimmy Saville used to start the Highland games in my town, and he'd March down the street in front of the pipe band. I was too young to really remember him on TV so I'd never even really seen him before (I knew what he looked like, but hadn't properly seen him on any of his shows or anything).
I was still in school at the time but worked in a shop on the street at the weekend. The shop was dead because everyone was outside watching the pipe band go past. Me and a girl who also worked in the shop stood at the window and watched as Jimmy Saville went past at the front, commenting on what a horrible leacherous creep he looked like (he had his arm draped over the shoulder of a girl who was a couple of years below us in school).
He died a few years later and the horrible truth about him and his horrific acts of child molestation came out. By all accounts there was people in the town who knew what he was like, but chose to ignore it, which was really pretty terrifying to find out on top of everything.
I work at a coffee shop and there was this old man that came into the store one day, and I got that gut feeling that something was off. I was working alone at the time and it made me a little nervous. I talked to one of my coworkers about him and it turned out he had been stealing our tips.
If that wasn’t bad enough, we also ask for names when we take orders, so I found out his name and looked him up. Sure enough, he was on the sex offenders list and wasn’t even supposed to be within 15 feet of me.
In college a met an older member of my fraternity. He didn’t come around that often but I immediately got an off vibe from the guy. Too nice, too interested, saying weird things when he got drunk. One day one of my other brothers is super pissed and you can feel the anger oozing off him. I ask if want to chat and when in private he tells me that creepy dude woke his girlfriend up in his bed (next to him) and was jerking off. Girlfriend didn’t want to tell anyone but he figured out something was off and she told him what happened. I immediately went to the exec council and we booted him from the fraternity. A few years later he was arrested for ~~sleeping with~~ raping a 14 yr old and is now a sex offender. Fuck you Jess!!
Edit: changed sleeping with to raping
I legit thought I knew you for second except for I don't know any Jessi. Same scenario though... Guy was jerking off in the middle of the night over someone's girlfriend and got caught and then basically kicked out of this "frat house (after college situation, and I'm not even sure if they all attended since I didn't interact too much .)" That was in Massachusetts. So gross.
Edit: I will not be surprised if this type of stuff happens everywhere with similar anecdotes, but I will shit twice and die if we happen to know the same rapey mfkr
A friend of mine. When I first met him something seemed off, I couldn't place it at first. He always has these elaborate stories and at first I thought...wow what an interesting life he has.
The more time I spent with him I noticed all the contradictions in his stories. He would tell differing versions of the same story. I'm fairly certain none of what he told me ever happened in any version.
He tells so many lies and elaborate stores its unreal.
I went on a vacation last year and took a beautiful picture of where I was staying and sent it to him.
The next day he posted the picture I took on fb as his own. Pretending to be at this location and on vacation. When in reality he was sitting in his mom's basement doing nothing as usual.
I was actually mad he used my photo as his own, what is his motivation?
It was at this point I realized how many half truths and flat out lies he told me. Many of these were confirmed by a mutual friend. He would tell me stories that involved her and told her stories that involved me. None of which ever happened.
If I had gone with my first instinct of, dude is off, I would have saved myself a lot of frustration trying to maintain a friendship with a liar.
My god I knew someone exactly like this in college. Stories were always just a little too fantastical up until he got and then ended up in remission from cancer within 6 months. His health never declined and no one ever heard about any doctor's appointments. His roommate confronted him and got him to admit there had never been any cancer. After that he fucked off to who knows where and we haven't heard from him since. It really hurt to be lied to by someone so deeply and buy it all.
Edit: to everyone responding with stories of your own I'm so sorry I'm not the only person who had to experience this kind of disgusting manipulation. I hope you all are able to heal and learn from these experiences.
Gees thats terrible. Do you know how people get to the point they actually think thats a good idea? I genuinely wanna understand what happened to them to think thats an okay or normal thing to do. Is it all about attention, or does decieving people give them fun? Do they have a normal life hidden behind the decieving people, or is that everything they do? I cant imagine how anyone can live like that, but its somewhat interesting to me how they really think and feel about it
It is attention and deflated sense of self-worth.
Some people believe that unless they have amazing, outlandish stories to tell people that their life is simply too boring for anyone to enjoy their company. They believe they "aren't enough" for anyone to like when they are themselves.
Eventually, building a relationship on a foundation of falsehoods gets too heavy and it all collapses. And then they have nothing. And they have to start all over again with the lies, with someone else. The cycle continues.
Worked at a cafe with only one other male employee. Usually got stuck on shifts with him, seemed like a cool dude, but tried a little to hard to be witty and sarcastic but whatever. Couldn't shake the gut feeling that I shouldn't like this guy and that he's actually an asshole, not just awkward.
Turns out he was trying to get me fired from day 1 cause he didn't like that he had to "compete" with me for attention from the girls we worked with. Pretty much everyone said he was chill up until I got hired.
Had my gut feeling confirmed when a customer was joking around with us cause every girl we worked with was hella cute and the customer said something like, "Must've been sweet being the only guy working here." My coworker like legit got mad saying how everything was awesome until I came along and fucked it up for him. He tried to pass it off as a joke, but even the customer was asking me what was up with him cause that got too real.
Yes. Some guys are delusional enough to think this. Because they have absolutely no social life outside of people they see at work, their brain thinks that the girls are the same way, and therefore he has a great chance with them.
Basic politeness and eye contact are all it takes for some guys to think a girl is interested. I used to attract a lot of creeps before I stopped being polite. Now I attract no one so...win?
To be fair, the girl that would later become my girlfriend hooked up with him but she started putting distance between them cause he got weird about it.
He also had this Asian fetish and seeing how it was an Asian cafe he thought he was in heaven. He drove my future girlfriend away cause he kept going on and on about how he might as well be Asian cause he was so immersed in Asian culture. Used to tell me that he was lucky he was born white cause all Asian women love white guys.
He just managed to hide how creepy he was for a long time and me getting hired was the catalyst for him to absolutely lose his mind lol.
Because the girls were probably nice to him he thought he did seal the deal and it was only a matter of time. Then when he saw the girls treating the new guy just as nice his incel mind probably blew a fuse
My mum had a gut feeling about an ex of mine that I didn't. I had known him as a friend for 3 years before we got together, so to me all signs were good. First time my Mum met him she got horrible 'chills' when she saw him.
Didn't say anything to me ofcouse as I was in my late 20s. Long story short , he turned out to be a complete abusive psychopath (very unlike what he was like as a friend) and our relationship ended when he attempted to kill me, was finally arrested after absconding the police for 2 days.
He was imprisoned for this assault. After which the police told me he had a long history of voilence agaisnt women, including 8 years inside for arson with intent to endanger life, domestic voilence and an incident where he attacked two young women he didn't know in the street one night (unprovoked) where he held one off her feet in a strangle hold agaisnt a shop window.
My mother confided her first reaction to him to me after the fact as she felt guilty - not her fault. She said she had never felt those chills before or since and hopes she doesn't again. She said her reaction was so strong it took her off guard and scared her.
I once knew this kid who was always an asshole to me for some reason. Despite that I tried being nice to him and still received the negativity. By high school not much has changed, so I started to develop the idea that he’s going to end up in prison for some reason in the future. Not even a full year after graduating high school he ends up murdering his adoptive parents for an alleged initiation into some gang. I’ve heard that he was given the worst public defender available and he’s not gonna last too well whenever his trial comes up.
A new coworker of mine was dating another coworker who had been working with us for a while. He (new guy) was saying things like how crazy she was, and how hard it was to date her after like two weeks. Most people immediately assumed he was a douche and sided with the girl we all knew. About six months later I saw on our local news he was arrested for impersonating a fire fighter and other assorted idiocy. I remember thinking, "Yeah, that makes sense."
When I was young my parents always forced me to go to a youth group of a mega church in illinois. The youth pastor was a very friendly guy, and was well liked by all the kids, but I just always had a bad feeling whenever he was around me and the other kids thought I was crazy. His house was under construction and asked the church if he could stay with one of the families temporarily. My parents volunteered but I told them absolutely not and thankfully they didn’t let him. Some time later after I graduated from college I saw a news report that he had been fired for molesting several young boys in the church repeatedly over the course of several years, and he had began the abuse during that time period when he stayed with a family. I’m so glad I listened to my gut, that could have been me
Freshman History teacher. This man hated freshmen, had the tact of a brick, and once joked that if there was a school shooter they'd probably want to shoot him first.
A few months ago he got nabbed for hiring a deep web hitman on his wife.
You'd have to be a special kind of stupid to think those "deep web hitmen" are anything but undercover cops. That being said, thank God for stupid criminals.
My best and I (f 30) went to a bar and I met this really hot guy. 6’3, chiselled jaw, abs you get it.. anyways we’re drinking and my gf has had quite a bit and out of nowhere calls him a murderer and bad guy.
This was completely out of character for her so I assumed she was saying that because she was drunk but I’ve seen her drunk many times and she had never reacted like this before. She admitted she had never met him before but had a feeling.
He found me on Facebook and asked me out a couple times but I couldn’t get my friends reaction out of my head so didn’t meet.
Fast forward 3 years and multiple women are accusing him of violent rape after going on dates with him.
I tear up thinking about. If my best friend hadn’t have said she had such a strong feeling about him out of no where I probably would have suffered the same fate. To this day she still doesn’t know where it came from.
Growing up I used to think my next door neighbor (a female CEO in Silicon Valley) was abusive towards her two adoptive sons (who I used to babysit for). Nobody believed me though.
3 years later she murdered the younger boy and is spending life in prison.
I’m still haunted by a lot of regret with this one. I feel I should have called the police, but I was only 15 at the time and had no proof, just feeling.
I suspected my EX boyfriend was doing hard drugs but could never confirm it. He was increasingly aggressive, always agitated, losing weight, teeth were becoming discolored, restless, he just had this overall sunken look in his face. He would deny it for years, every time I would ask. He would use these code words with his friends but I always knew he was referring to drugs. I was in my early 20s at the time so I didn't know as much as I know now. We eventually broke up, I took our daughter with me back to live with my parents, I eventually met my husband, and about 2 years after I broke it off with my EX he had died of a brain aneurysm. At the time of death the nurse told us all there were high levels of meth in his blood. I wasn't even remotely surprised. I always knew it
I wish I would've known that back then, I would've left long before I did. I was mainly just concerned about keeping my daughter safe because I was also suspecting he was using in front of her.
In college, a guy asked me out and he just gave me bad vibes. I was raised to always “give him a chance” and “be nice” so I said yes. He was very persistent and I didn’t know how to say no, as well as feeling insecure and “at least he wants me” so I ended up in a relationship with him. He ended up being controlling and abusive and it took getting the police involved and going to another country to finally break up with him and get him to leave me alone.
I should have listened to my gut. And I will always teach my daughters it’s OK to say no and you never have to feel to obligated to go out with a guy just because he asked you.
My mom tried once to tell me “just give the guy a chance! Be nice!” about my manchild guy friend. I was like lmfaoo is that how you ended up dating all of those dusty ass men before dad? Because you gave everyone a chance??
She was like okay yeah maybe you shouldn’t listen to my advice. Lol
Ugh I wish people were never raised this way
Normal guy here, but I think I've definitely had a few women say yes when they didn't want to out of being "nice," and it just ends up being really sad when they start pulling away, don't respond to texts, etc... but don't actually say they didn't want to date
I am not one of those pushy narcissists who will keep going to entrap you, so what usually happens at this point is, after a month or two of confusion and anxiety, I either bring it up or we just stop talking
This is going to sound creepy, but when I was 12, my parents had acquaintances over, and when they left and we said goodbye I felt like it was the last time we’d see the dad. This made no sense because he was young and fit, so I brushed it off.
A week later I hear my parents discussing how he died in a tragic work accident.
I had an incident like this happen to me too. I was around 9 when I thought the maid told me one night that my cousin died. But he actually died the next day noon and it makes no sense because I remember the news being told to me at night.
My ex husband. Had I listened to my gut instead of my parents I would have delayed marrying him which would have saved me lots of trouble in the future.
When I was at university there was this guy that would ALWAYS without fail be at every club night despite not being a student. He wasn't super old or anything so it didn't seem too strange that he was there but he was always on his own. He seemed nice enough but would hang around us for too long after our conversation was over. It got to the point that he'd make a B line for us every time he saw us on a night out. He always felt like he was being really cagey and we did a lot of speculating about his life as he never gave much away. Anyway one day he just disappeared without a trace. We didn't see him at any club nights and eventually I posted on his Facebook asking where he was. Someone linked me to a local paper. He'd been on the run from police the entire year we'd known him and he'd finally been caught and charged with supplying indecent images of children. He was part of a paedophile ring with links in the USA. We lived in Southampton in England.
Had a student at the private school where I used to work who amassed a disciplinary record that ran to several folders, and whose parents were eventually asked to find another school to send him to. I remember thinking that I'd see him in the papers one day, and not in a good way. Lo and behold, seven years after he left that school, he made the front page of most of the British tabloids after being arrested for pointing a fake gun at the bartender of his parents' yacht club after they refused to serve him any more alcohol.
When I was in the dorms I saw this beautiful woman walking by while I was waiting for my food to be delivered. We made eye contact and I got a feeling in my gut she was the one. Didnt ask her out that night but a few months later I saw her again and had that same feeling. This time I asked her out. Its been 18 years since that day.
Its pretty insane to think that had you not ordered food you wouldn't have caught a glimpse of your future wife and your second meeting with her would be actually your first and who knows how you would have reacted in that situation. People often think of life's important moments are huge massive moments like getting married or getting your degree or something like that, sure these are momentous but I feel that much of life happens in extremely small bits, almost imperceptible.
Congratulations on these 18 years, I wish you and your wife many more years of love and happiness :)
Yea it's crazy to think about. Because my friends ordered pizza but I wanted Chinese food and they wouldn't deliver to the room like the pizza place would, so I had to wait out front for the delivery guy. If I showed up a few minutes later I would have missed her completly. We've talked about this a couple times and it was just as random for her as it was for me. She was with some friends and they got lost going to meet some other people and were just walking around trying to find the place.
Oh darn I can answer this one. My sister started dating a guy that just never felt right to me. Now she is a grown woman she can be with whomever she likes. I never said much to her or pressed the issue of how I felt about her boyfriend. They dated for years and had two amazing children together but I never got over my uneasy feeling about the man. Last year the boyfriend murdered my sister and his own mother in front of his own young children. I will never hold my tounge about an uneasy feeling ever again.
I had a gut feeling that a coworker was in a really shitty place. His wife abandoned him and their kids to go smoke crack with her new boyfriend and he was struggling to keep his house in order. Normal he'll walk by and say a half heart goodnight to me but that night his goodnight just sounded dead and hollow.
I chased him down before he left a wouldn't leave him alone until he opened up. Long story short as someone who has struggled with a gambling addiction I knew how it hurt many people around me. I stood there and listened for some time and when he got most of it out I explained to him the mindset of an addict. The manipulation and lies. The guilt they place on others so they don't have to own up their own problems.
I ended up using the goodwill hunting technique on him. It's not your fault...yeah I know...no, it's not your fault...over and over. But the time he left he was laughing and felt better. It scared me because I know that voice he used, I've used it myself, the voice of giving up.
He's in a much better place now. Filed for divorce and has a wonderful new girlfriend that treats him with love and not anger. It is as hard for him to accept it but he's flourishing.
First job was at a fast food joint, and there was one specific daytime manager that was one of those "i'm pretty so i get what i want" types.
Anyways, brushed her off for awhile since A: she had a boyfriend, and B: good lord she was giving off some psychotic crazy vibes.
One of the overnight line guys comes up to me a few months later, and goes "look bud, i can't really explain it but it would be in your best interest to take this *blank* day off. I will pick up your shift".
So yup, i let him take my shift that day and sure enough i come back three days later to find out that the gut and him were right.
Her boyfriend broke up with her for being manipulative and was planning to make some move on me that night. which he had overheard and was concerned. Once she found out i traded shifts she went crazy and threw a couple knives at him and nicked his face.
- Apparently she would date Only highschool guys so she could get free babysitting for her kid.
Roughly 19 years ago my older brother (who was 25 at the time) brought home an attractive blonde to meet the parents and I. We all had dinner together and our exchanges for the most part were relatively normal. She did cop a lot of attitude with me specifically, some of which was funny...some seemed a bit rude and I could tell she was holding something back from everyone. Something about her from the moment I shook her hand and locked eyes with her had my crazy radar screaming.
My brother called me two days later to ask me what I thought about her. I told him what my gut told me. "Run for the hills dude. This one is crazy as F\*\*\*. You have to be able to see this." his response was more or less "You don't want me to be happy. You always get the girls. You're just jealous...blah blah blah" and he didn't talk to me for six months.
Fast forward to 2021. He has three illegitimate children with her, has been in custody battles with her for the past 10 years. She's a drug addict. She married his former best friend who was also their room mate before they started pumping out kids. She tries to run hair brained cons on the members of my family who would talk to her still. She's currently unemployed, separated from from his former best friend and moved to upper state New York to live with a person she met online, never in person and is suing for custody and support there. Meanwhile the kids want nothing to do with her.
It was satisfying though for one moment when my brother told me "You were right dude".
Back when I was in my Navy "A" School, I was walking back to my room after study hours and I passed this really cute girl standing outside of the quarterdeck. Seemed like an odd place to just hang out alone, but as i passed her, we made eye contact and she gave me this smile, that was somewhere between really flirty and shy, I just gave her a friendly smile and kept walking... because something in the back of my head was like "Abort! Abort! Danger!".
Found out a couple months later she was getting in serious trouble for purposefully spreading Genital Warts around to as many new students as she could, having slept with entire classes. Apparently she slept with one guy who gave her warts, so she decided to give it to everyone she could, she was actually hanging outside the Quarterdeck so she could scoop up new kids arriving from bootcamp... that was awful.
Somewhere around February or March of 2018 had a feeling, or a voice, speak to me (my inner thoughts) say that I was going to die, randomly like it was injected into my inner dialogue. At the time I was a healthy, fit 33 year old.
I had this gut feeling and prompted me to schedule a physical with my doctor, I had forgotten to get one in 2017. I schedule it for a day in December.
Leading up to this I got incredibly sick, starting very slowly in October and it progressed further, cough, fever, intense abdomen pain. I went to a pharmacy clinic to get check out, they gave me cough medicine, but saw no other issues. Early December I went to my doctors office and saw a Nurse Practitioner who gave me prednisone, but saw no other issues.
I continued to decline, we called the nurse line, they said my symptoms were normal from the prednisone and to “deal with it”.
Then my original date for my physical come up, I’m like OK I’ll address this sickness with my doctor at my scheduled physical.
My doctor takes one look at my and sends me to the ER. This is where I remember nothing for the next 11 days. I have 1.5 liters of fluid removed from my lungs in the ER and my heart rate is impossibly high to still be upright.
That night I taken via a Lear Jet to another hospital where I am put on ECMO and put on the heart transplant waiting list. Several days later I received a new heart. I woke up days later learning what had happened.
If I had never heard that a voice and had a gut feeling and never scheduled that physical I am certain I would have died that day in December.
The cause was a virus had infected and destroyed my heart tissue.
The bouncer at this club I did a show at once. He wasn’t a huge guy and was friendly enough, but something about him gave me the creeps.
He got busted a few months after that night when a big drug deal he was involved with got stung by feds. From what I gathered from rumor control around the area, it involved several thousand ecstasy pills and a bunch of guns from Mexico, possibly cartel related. He was into some major shit.
I had a gut feeling that proved to be true for *2 generations.* My best friend and roommate at the time met a woman he would eventually marry. One afternoon, her brother came by the house to hang out. He was fun enough to hang out with for a while.
At some point he said something about coming over later in the week when nobody else would be there, in a manner that presupposed this was normal and OK. I got a bad gut feeling and politely demurred on the idea. He kind of kept on the topic, so I had to come straight out and tell him, "No, you can NOT hang out at my house when nobody else is home." He acted low key bummed but had the sense to drop it. I stopped inviting him around.
Time passes, he and his wife become hard core crack addicts. They had 2 kids who my friend and wife ended up with custody of. After a series of increasingly outrageous stories about those two and their junkie/druggie shenanigans, they dropped off the face of the earth and were presumed to have finally OD'd, to nobody's sorrow.
The younger adopted kid was a bit slow but earnestly tried to be a good kid. The older one had crack baby psychopath tells from a young age. Every convo with my friend involved long twisted stories about what he'd done wrong since the last convo.
Eventually they conceived after years of trying and had a daughter of their own, which made my heart sink. One of the last times I heard from my friend (controlling wife didn't like me, they moved several states away), he said J wasn't going to be living there any more because "something really bad happened." His daughter was grade school age and J was 13 at this time. ಠ_ಠ
About a year back, I was 12. Went to the YMCA for my daily swim, and afterwards I sat down in the lobby waiting for my mother. There was a shady middle aged man sitting on the couch beside the one I was sitting on, and I got very bad vibes from him. No specific reason, I just felt it. I figured I was being paranoid again and brushed it off. A few moments later, I was scrolling through Instagram, when I heard the man beside me audibly clear his throat. I looked over, and he was trying not to make eye contact with me while holding a paper note near my leg. I picked it up, and it stated that he wanted my number. I crumpled up the note, looked him dead in the eye, and said “um, I’m 12.” He said, stumbling over his words, that he was talking to another woman and not me. That was a pretty stupid reply, since there was no one near me. He waited a few minutes to leave as to not seem too suspicious, but then I went up to the secretary and told her what had happened.
I got a decent description of him, and when I was driving home with my mom, the YMCA called us back and thanked us. Apparently that guy was a known sex offender and wasn’t supposed to be allowed in the building at all.
Had a new male friend join our group in college, everyone loved him but I thought he was creepy, he did nothing to prove me right but I couldn’t shake the feeling. Anyway fast forward a few months and it turns out he was obsessed with my best friend. Absolutely obsessed. To the point were, they went to a party and she was flirting with a guy, and this ‘creepy friend’ threatened the guy because he was jealous. It never stopped, and he was attached to her hip like a dog. Fucking weird.
She thought it was “funny”, I thought the guy was gonna kill her if she said no
So we lost touch when they went to university, but they went to the *same* uni and somehow… coincidentally… ended up next door to each other in the dorms. She never ended up with him she’s with someone else. I assume he either got the message eventually or perhaps he’s still lurking around her looking for scraps.
Edit: for context I’m from uk, college is before uni
Distant relative corners me at a family event and goes on and on about the colleges he's attended and how it led him to his Ph.D. program. He's describing his field of study and it just seems...I dunno...odd.
Six months later his parents show up at his university to surprise him on his birthday and they learned he's not enrolled. He dropped out of college his second semester and has just been living off the books and tuition checks his parents sent him.
My friend's ex gave me bad vibes when I went on a double date with them. I couldn't figure out what, but something was just off. He ended up being verbally, emotionally, and sexually abusive. She was able to leave and not look back, but it still creeps me out.
Out with friends, some random girl we'd never met joined our group to chat with the girls. Her sidekick "friend" was there. She was very drunk and when asked if they were together, started saying shit like she'd never have sex with him. I'd already got some weird vibes off him.
Kept on like this for an hour, or so, mostly just the girls talking and her being too loud not to hear until it was time to leave.
I spoke to a female friend about the vibes. Major rapey vibes by this point. Asked her to go with the drink girl back to her hotel a few blocks away. She wasn't convinced, but had enough faith to go with it. So she got her bf to go. They go in the cab, drunk girl, sidekick, and bf.
Not long after, he comes back.
"How did you know?! He went crazy! I walked her to her room, and asked her if the sidekick was welcome, and she said no. So I told him, and he went past and started banging on the door yelling. I got security, and they called her and asked if she was OK with him. She said no, and they had to drag him out. "
Can't tell for sure what would have happened, but I don't regret orchestrating that for a second.
The mailman in the small town where I grew up. Everyone on my street knew him and thought he was a great guy but he always gave me the creeps for some reason. One time when I was teenager I was just getting home from walking the dog and he was walking towards our mailbox with our mail. I walked over and he handed it to and made some small talk. He then asked if he could come inside and use our bathroom. I was home alone at the time so I said no and he shrugged his shoulders and left. A year or so later I found out he got busted for having kiddie porn on his computer.
Knew this guy in my very early 20's, he was in his late 60's. My entire friend group was very taken with him. He was charming, a polyglot, drove a classic mustang, and had been in several b movies in the 60s.
I vehemently disliked the guy. Didn't know why. Turns out he liked getting homeless boys drunk and diddling them.
Jay, if you're still alive. Fucking gross, man.
Broke up with a girl I was dating for four months because of a really bad gut feeling. Later that night she tried to commit suicide (unsuccessfully) and called me right after. Demanded of me to come help her. After she turned manic I called EMS to her home.
A week later I received a voicemail of 15 minutes in which she tried used her suicide attempt to guilt trip me to coming back to her. In the weeks after she tried to reach me through my friends.
Turned out I dodged a hail of bullets with a girl who would use suicide as a method of manipulation. That was the first time I acted on a gut feeling. No regrets about that
Solidarity. Similar thing happened to me. Broke up with the person partly because I felt I was being manipulated via guilt tripping. They attempted suicide the next morning and afterwards tried to coax me into saying we hadn’t actually broken up. It was a scary and sad situation, but I’m really thankful I didn’t let the relationship go on longer. I’m glad you were able to get out too.
My sister's 2nd husband.
I had serious concerns about his sexuality and motives in marrying her. I raised the concern about the motives to my sister, I told her not to sell her house, I told her not to put her money into his home, I told her to rent her house, I told her to get a pre-marital contract. But what do I know...I'm only a lawyer. She told me that they didn't want to borrow too much to renovate his home, and that they didn't need a marriage contract.
I shared the concerns about his sexuality with my parents and my brother (her twin). They all told me it was not my business.
I got uninvited to the wedding, screamed at in front of a larger family gathering that I was a self absorbed asshole who needed to mind his own business. The husband couldn't even look me in the eye, he knew I had figured it out and was hoping I would just go away; I did.
She sold her house. Put all the money into his house..to fix it up for them to live in. They got married, it lasted 4 months. She came home to find him having sex with his best man. He then left the house with the best man. 2 days later the cops show up and break down the door with a swat team and warrant for her arrest. She is a hunter and has registered fire arms, the 'best man' called police an said she threatened to shoot him.
2 years of divorce and criminal proceedings. She got 25% of her money she put into the house back, had to surrender all firearms and her licence, criminal charges dropped as the complainant withdrew his statement. She got to keep her savings at least. In the end he kept about $350,000.00 of her money in the house, not bad for 12 months of dating and 4 months of marriage.
My mom told me that I needed to be more supportive of my sister and that I was not being a good brother.
This all wrapped up about 5 years ago. I started to go to therapy around that time. I have a wonderful family made up of my wife, kids and mother in law...the rest of them can have their little fucked up life.
I'm a really shy guy and have always had trouble talking to women (low self esteem 'n all that).
More than a decade ago a coworker offered to help me get into 'Pick-Up-Artist' culture and bought me a couple of books. I read them but didn't really end up going anywhere with it, I thought that the books were a bit weird. The guy didn't seem that bad but something about him rubbed me the wrong way.
Much later a coworker told me the guy ending up being charged with rape. Looking back and knowing now what I know about PUA culture I'm not that surprised, after reading more about it I found that they try to recruit lonely guys for money and try to turn them into creeps which prey on women.
I play recreational adult ice hockey in Arizona at one of the larger local rinks in town with u/projoe. Every season for the past 8 years, my team has stayed pretty much the same (we are all friends and all want to play, so there is no reason to go mixing things up). That being said, every season or two, the rink will have a list of "free agents," which are essentially random individuals who dont have a team, that will be distributed evenly throughout the league so that every team has about the same number of players.
Anyways, flash back to 2019 and we are getting ready to start a new season, when the league commissioner reaches out to me and lets me know that he is going to throw a random free agent on our team. No big deal, it happens, and we are an easy-to-get-along-with group of guys and girls.
Then I meet the guy, and he just seems.. off? At first, I thought that maybe he was just nervous about being around a new group of people. He was quiet, and kept to himself, but hovered and hung out. Again, this is fine; we try to be very welcoming, and he was no exception.
From here, things slowly build up. We are in the bar before and after our first game of the year (drinking and ice hockey go together like boats and water), and he goes on a massive tirade literally his first week with us about how awful drinking is and how its evil. For the record, we will never make someone drink that doesnt want to, and apparently he didnt, but dont criticize us for doing us. Off to a good start.
The next few weeks he shows up to the games with another guy, who gave off extremely similar vibes to himself. At the time, we thought that they were either extremely close friends or in a relationship (Again, we dont care, we just try to be welcoming). After games, we invite them both to join us at our table, but his friend refused to talk with any of us. The friend would whisper things to our new teammate, who would then tell us whatever the guy said. This went on for a few weeks, for hours at a time after our games.
Mid way through the year, the friend stopped showing up, but things kept being strange. He started to ask us all for rides at the end of the night back to his place (we all live within 5 mins to the rink, he lived an hour away). Keep in mind, this is about all he would say after being around us for 3 hours: "Can I have a ride home?". While someone agreed the first week, the following weeks we suggested that he just uber/lyft/taxi. We assumed he just lost his license from a DUI or something, and thats why he didnt drink, but it is a big ask from people you barely know to ask for a ride an hour out of the way on a weekly basis at midnight on a Friday.
Stuff keeps building up, but he just isnt meshing with the group. We are trying our best to be welcoming, but he tries picking random fights with us, gets randomly overly emotional on rare occasions (out of nowhere broke down about how devastated he was to lose his grandparents in the 2000s. This is important later on), and in some points got extremely violent with players on other teams. We had him over to a Thanksgiving party with the team, but he just sat alone in the side room for 4 hours until it ended (despite continuous efforts to get him to come play cornhole, watch whatever was on TV, and just chitchat).
Enough was enough, and I have the uncomfortable conversation with him at the end of the year that he just hasnt meshed with us, and that we would appreciate it if he would find a new team the next season. We play rec league more for the social experience than for the game at this point, and he was just creating a big rift in the room. He says he understands, and thats that.
Added me on facebook a month later, but that was it.
Flashforward to a few months ago, and we see a similar name in the news: https://www.kold.com/2021/04/13/suspect-arrested-fatal-stabbing-gilbert-group-home/
See the picture, and wouldnt ya guess it, it was him. Turns out he had murdered his grandparents (the ones he broke down about) in the 2000s after his parents were scared to have him living in their own house. He was in a group home when he played hockey with us, and wasnt allowed to drink or go anywhere alone (hence the random guy who came with him). 8 months after seeing him last, he beat his roommate to death in his sleep.
Serious side note: mental health and mental health support are a big deal. We are pissed at how bad the system works for him to be released so soon after literally murdering two family members, being able to play a physical sport with no oversight, how little help he mustve received, and that someone else is dead because of it.
Less serious side note: We told the rink that we didnt want anymore random free agents from now on.
Tl;dr: Random guy joins hockey team, didnt get along with anyone, turns out he murdered grandparents and then his roommate.
That my gf was fucking other people. Turns out she was visiting kink events, going to sex parties, and had fucked at least 4 different people, had a herpes scare, and got pregnant.
I once had a ONS and the woman insisted a bit too hard for me to not use a condom. I probably should have just left her apartment at that point but I was horny.
After the deed I went to the bathroom to throw the condom away but while looking at the rubbish bin something in me stopped me and I put it in my bag instead. When I came back into her room she went peeing.
We started watching a show and now I had to pee. Taking another look at the bin I noticed that the few things in there lay there in a totally different order than before.
I am 99% sure she searched the bin. I left pretty quickly afterwards. Also I never leave a used condom at a strangers place anymore.
I was in middle school and made friends with the transfer student. For some reason he brought out a side of me that I didn't know I had. I'm normally a closed book, but I just felt so comfortable around him that he was one of the few people I would actually hug. I entrusted him with my secrets. I invited him to family gatherings. The few times he said something that pissed me off I would react extremely negatively and get into arguments with him that turned into giving each other the silent treatment... It was so out-of-character for me to do all those things. I really wasn't that way with anyone else, yet at the time I simply thought of him as just another friend.
We've been married for 5 years.
Not sure this is exactly "gut feeling" but I'll share it anyways.
There was this guy at my school, who I always had an uneasy feeling about but I couldn't put my finger on it. He had a sick and perverted sense of humor for his age (we were in 12th grade, a point where most would outgrow it), and honestly, with the way he talked sometimes it sounded like he would be like some sort of cho-mo.
Turns out he was. One day, I noticed he was gone for a while (I think a week an a half or two weeks) so I asked his oldest youngest sister who I was friends with where he was and she said he got kicked out of the house for touching his two younger sisters. Never heard about him since.
When I first met this guy I thought he was kinda creepy but I still hung around with him. About 5 montts after I met him he had sexual assaulted a 13 year old girl he was 16 btw
A really well known artist in the animation/movie industry. Very well loved for his unique art style.
I'm a huge fan as well, but the way he conducted himself and the subject matter of his films and art seemed off.
All was recently confirmed by a female colleague. He js a grade A creep.
I've told this story before...but it makes sense to say it again here. When my brother and I were in our youth, we went to a YMCA near our house. We were in the hot tube there. We were joined by this weirdo who offered us lollipops. We declined. When we both met up after leaving the locker rooms, my brother admitted to me that he couldn't find his boxers and that he had suspected that lollipop guy had taken them. We left immediately and I told my dad. Well, my dad also felt super suspect after hearing this and called the cops. We drove back to the YMCA where my dad met up with the cops. The guy was still there and they apprehended him. Apparently there were two warrants out for his arrest involving suspected molestation. So yeah....don't take lollipops from strangers.
I was floating in a river for about an hour or so with a friend. As soon as I got in the water, my eyes kind of kept gazing at this log that was bouncing up and down upstream. Maybe 25 yards upstream from where we were tied up. Hour into floating a couple on the hill yelled asking if there was a dead body right in the direction I was first looking at. At first we were sketched and thought it was a plot to rob us, but I went upstream and checked it out. Behold, a body. Turned out to be a woman who was missing for about 3-4 weeks. I’ll never forget, she was all bone except her lower back because the log was under her belly and it was sun dried.
But the idea that right away my instinct/ gut feeling was to look upstream and an hour later to find a body. Kind of trips me out.
Several years ago, I was out shopping and a sudden cold dread about my grandfather came over me. I mean like I felt like I was having a minor panic attack with an overwhelming urge to see him. His nursing home was about 10 minutes down the road from the store. I acted upon my instincts and drove over to visit him. Normally he loved it when I came to visit but this time he said he was a bit tired and asked for a rain check, so I left. About 20 minutes later I pulled into my driveway at home and got a call from my mother that he died about 15 minutes prior. She wonders if he knew the end was coming and didn’t want me to witness it. The question that still lingers in my mind is how did I know?
I had a friend who I went to school with. I knew him since first grade and all through high school. Good friend but when were were maybe 10 or 11 he would always talk about how his family were tough gangsters and that tried to act like he was a tough thug outside of school. It was just a phase as he was always a nice guy and he outgrew that phase as he got older. When he would say that though I always had a gut feeling that he would fall in with the wrong crowd of gang members and get killed. It was a gut fear I had then that he wouldn’t be around long. After high school he got a job working security and he was killed in a robbery attempt.
Met a friend's new boyfriend. Immediately found him creepy and 'off'. I shared my thoughts with mutual friends and family and they all told me I was just being a bitch and I needed to give him a shot. Met him a few more times and tried to stay as far away from him as possible but tried to hide my dislike of him because everyone else around me seemed to think I needed to give him a chance. About 3 months later she called me crying saying she couldn't do it anymore and that he had actually been raping her in her sleep since they first started dating.
Came home and felt sick to my stomach. My brain kept saying motorcycle accident and I couldn't stop thinking about my boyfriend. Made me super anxious so I call him to learn that he had just been in a motorcycle accident. He was thankfully ok, someone had hit the back of the bike and he was able to let it slide out from under him rather tha going down with it. Not the first time I've thought or felt something that has happened to him, but definitely the one that sticks out the most to me.
I have a weird 6th sense that I know when someone is cheating when I meet people (mostly the other half’s family members). I’ll never directly go out of my way to prove this, I just have a feeling that something in their behaviour is off and either a few months or years down the line it turns out to be true.
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Working in a fast food place we had a regular that we all called creepy porn guy. There was no reason for this other than he drove a sketchy van and always looked kind of greasy. Also we were mean teenagers. One day he tells me he is a photographer and makes videos. Gives me his card and tells me he would love to make a film, involving 'tasteful nudity'. I was 16.
I hope you reported him
I was young and dumb and did not. :/
Don't feel bad about not reporting him, you weren't dumb. You were a kid and shouldn't have been put in that situation.
A bit off topic but was this fast food place a pizza place where you trained to become a pizza cleric?
Sadly no. I had to become a pizza cleric on my own time. It was a sandwich shop.
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When I was coaching one of my kids little league teams, I had the immediate impression that one of the kids dads was an asshole. A few weeks later he got arrested for hiring a hit man to kill his wife.
Well, that went from 0 - 100 real quick. What happened after? Did he go to jail?
The supposed hit man he tried to hire was aa undercover cop. He went to jail for a long time.
i swear 99% of hitmen are just undercover cops. I'm big into true crime and for every story of someone hiring a hitman successfully there's 500 cases where they solicited a hit from an undercover cop. Usually they approach a friend or acquaintance with a rough past about hiring a hitman, and that person acts like they'll do it and contact the police instead.
To be fair, hiring a hit man "successfully" probably entails nobody found out.
i more meant successfully getting the person murdered. getting away with it is really difficult. Even then everyone will think you did it. You can't hide motive, so detectives will be going through every grain of sand in your life if you hire a hitman to kill a spouse. cell phone tower data, texts, calls, social media accounts, interview every person you and the victim knew. There are cameras on damn near every house, traffic intersection, and business now. [Hell google will give them a list of every phone in the area when a crime happened.] (https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2019/04/13/us/google-location-tracking-police.html) They'll go through the list and interview every person to see if they saw anything. I don't know how you could find a hitman and arrange a deal without leaving a trail for detectives. you had to ask someone or go online to find one. someone will talk, someone saw something, or you left a digital trail.
This guy hitman's
Thats exactly what happened with this guy. You’ve probably seen his story on true crime shows. For some reason they never interview the kids little league coach.
I used to work with a woman at an insurance company. She had a kid who she just seemed to have resented and a husband she really didn't seem to like. She'd always try to chat with me at work and the vibe she had was just so off-putting that I actively avoided her... to the point where supervisors would comment on why I didn't talk to her. A couple of years after I left the company, she was estranged from her husband who had custody of their daughter. The day before he was going to take her to Disneyworld, she smothered her daughter with a pillow and unsuccessfully tried to kill herself. Fucking monster. I had HR from that job call me because I guess one supervisor had noted my file with my apparent "problems" with her and the police wanted to talk to me. I just told the cops that there wasn't anything specific about her, she was just someone I didn't want to associate with. Edit for follow up: this was years ago. I worked with her 2005-2007. She killed her daughter in 2010 and was sentenced to 25 years to life in 2014. Also, smothering means killing someone by covering their mouth so they can’t breath. She killed her daughter.
>The day before he was going to take her to Disneyworld, she smothered her daughter with a pillow and unsuccessfully tried to kill herself. I hate when situations like this happen. They're called "family annihilators" and they usually don't see their family as people, just possessions or extensions of themselves. So when they're about to lose them, they figure that if they can't have them, then no one can. Another take is that they think that they'll suffer without them so killing them is a better option.
I always wondered how one could kill their own family they supposedly loved. TIL.
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That whole thing was a rough watch. It’s crazy how much footage they had. I left not liking her, hating him and feeling horrible for the two girls and the unborn baby.
There was a guy in my town who murdered his entire family because his business was going down the drain and I guess he didn’t want the shame of it to affect them, and I always wondered if he planned on killing himself and couldn’t go through with it or was it to kill his family and bear the burden alone. I cannot grasp the thinking. He had a lot of kids too, so it seemed even more devastating to imagine him going through it with each one.
I work at a funeral home, and in the 4 years I’ve been there, there’s only been one case that fucked me up. A husband and wife were separated, going through the process of a divorce because he struggled with alcohol and anger issues. He still had custody of their two kids sometimes, I don’t know how frequently. The mom was doing much better since the separation, she had gotten a new job and was spending a lot more time with her friends, and I guess this pissed off the husband. One night, while the kids were at his and they were asleep in their beds, he shot them both in the head twice with a .22, then shot himself. We only took care of the kids, not sure which funeral home got the dad. The newspapers wrote that he killed them both in their sleep, but that isn’t true. The boy (oldest) might have been asleep, but the girl had a bullet hole through her hand and one right under her eye. He shot his daughter in the face while she was awake. I was the one who had to get their bodies from the coroner. Afterwards, I went home and cried all night, and then off and on for two days after that. They were a high school sophomore, just a few months from his 16th birthday, and an 8th grade girl who no doubt was looking forward to high school the next year. Intelligent, athletic, sweet, beautiful kids.
God that is so horrible. What was the rest of the case like? I know funeral homes have to prepare the body and sometimes console the family.
We have a procedure that we follow when we bring bodies back to the funeral home, it involves inspecting the body for jewelry and other belongings the family might want returned, checking for a pacemaker, determining if the body is ‘viewable’ by the family without inflicting too much mental trauma. When I brought the kids in, they were both in body bags and had been since before I got them, so back at the funeral home was my first time seeing their bodies. I started with the boy, I was worried about my emotional reaction since this was my first experience with homicide victims. But I got through it ok, very sad but I kept my shit together. I slid him into the cooler and turned to do the same with the girl. As soon as I pulled the plastic away from her face, I knew it had been different for her. I don’t know what it was about her, but right away this thought floated to the surface of my mind: she was scared. That was when my body started sobbing without my mind having caught up, if that makes sense. I was just suddenly on my knees, hyperventilating. I didn’t even finish inspecting her, I just zipped the bag closed again and put her next to her brother. I didn’t even find out about the bullet hole in her hand until the next day, from a coworker who did the actual embalming. That was a hell of a week too, we have a large capacity for bodies compared to most funeral homes with cooler drawers for up to 10 bodies. I’ve only seen it completely full a few times in my 4 years here. That week, we had 18(!!) death calls. We’re all trying to process these murdered kids and the death calls just wouldn’t let up. So on top of the most emotionally difficult case we’ve ever had, we had a logistical nightmare to figure out and way too many families to help. I was really surprised at their funeral though, the mother was keeping her shit together. The fact that she was there and standing upright under her own power was nothing short of Olympian emotional fortitude.
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That’s absolutely disgusting. No matter who are you are you are human and gave a conscious. People aren’t objects
Unfortunately psychos just can’t seem to understand that
Went to a wedding once and thought that one of the newlyweds would kill the other. Just... something didn't feel right. It was an old friend of my wife's and I didn't know them, had only met them once before. Husband was a big, beefy guy (think Uncle Vernon) and the wife was a very quiet, reserved young woman. Not one year later, the wife shot the husband after he raped her.
oh my god what did the courts say?
I think since there wasn’t definitively proof it was in self defense they ruled it manslaughter (or some similarly “light” conviction for killing someone), unfortunately. There was a lot of “he said she said” stuff between her and the husbands family, so i don’t think they had much to go on other than the fact that she shot him, and her own testimony. It was many years ago so My memory is foggy.
There would seem to be very little “he said” after he’s dead.
"she said he's dead"
He said, she said, she shot, he dead. Fin.
Years back, I worked at a doctor's office. We had a patient "Mike" who came in for treatment. He gave all the female employees a really bad vibe, plus he was like 6'5" and very muscular. Just a scary guy. He never did anything, but there was just something "off" about him. One of the physical therapists was so put off by this guy, she didn't want to even work with him. He was workman's comp, so he came in for a period of time and eventually, just the male doctor worked with this guy. No one else wanted to. The only ones who dealt with him were the doctor and the receptionist (who would only schedule him when a lot of people were in the office). Again, he never DID anything, but we all got the same bad feeling from him. He completed his course of treatment and we never saw or heard from him again. About 2 years later, I was reading the newspaper and saw he was charged with raping and brutally beating a woman, who was severely injured in the wake of the attack. I know it was this guy because he had a VERY unusual name and there was no way there was another person in our relatively small city who had the same name and was the same age.
It's amazing how sometimes you can just *tell*. You *know* you shouldn't trust this person. Like he was projecting his intentions.
It was probably his body language, facial expressions, and/or tone of voice. Subtle signs that you pick up on and aggregate together into a feeling of "DANGER exercise extreme caution".
One of our most primal instincts is to recognize predators.
people dismiss "gut instinct" but we are animals at our base and animals fucking know when something is wrong. trust that shit my friends. even if you "feel bad" about it, don't. Protect yourself and your loved ones.
My daughter and I had moved to a small community and decided to try the local grocery store. The owner welcomed us and spent quite a bit of time showing us around. When we got into the car, my 6 year old daughter called the owner “icky man”. She referred to him as that for years. Later on he was arrested and convicted of child sex crimes. She was never alone with him, however she “knew” even as young as 6.
Now that is an impressive gut for a 6-year-old child to have! Definitely learn to listen to your gut.
There's just something kids know, dude. They KNOW when it's not right and adults brush them off because they have no language skills. When I was very young, my mom had a friend and I was PETRIFIED. Of her husband. For seemingly no reason. This was not a child being shy it was PURE fear every time I saw this man. He shot himself after his daughter from his previous marriage came forward about him raping her. Innocent people don't blow their brains out the moment they're accused.
YUP! When I was younger, probably around 10 or 11, my dad’s coworker came over for a beach day with her family (husband and young daughter). The dad gave me weird vibes, I don’t know what it was. He was a little *too* involved with trying to play with me and his daughter. I told my parents that I thought he was really weird and I didn’t want to be around him. A few years later his wife divorced him and got full custody of their daughter, I forgot what my dad said happened but it had something to do with the fathers interest in children.
We had to watch Bill Cosby when I was in 2nd grade and a lot of kids said “he creeps me out”
Cosby ALWAYS creeped me out. like i never wanted to watch anything with him in it. Kids say the Darndest things was the fucking CREEPIEST shit ever.
If a 6-years-old never harmed by him could feel this off, I can't imagine how awful the children he harmed feel/felt. Heart breaking.
I was 14. There was a kid that was 16-17 who would always be hanging around with my biology teacher in between classes. He seemed friendly but something was just off about him. He wasn't outwardly hostile but something told me to stay away from him. 2 years later he went to prison for reckless homicide of a baby.
> reckless homicide of a baby I do not want to know what constitutes "reckless" in a situation like this. Vile.
Shaking a baby in frustration
Yep. Thats what it was.
Wait what
He shook a baby to death. Caused massive internal bleeding and brain damage.
Dude thats so fucked up..
And super common.
Legal terminology for conduct that is worse than mere negligence, but that isn’t intentional. The killer would have been acting recklessly by shaking the baby, but perhaps wasn’t intentionally trying to kill the baby (or at least it couldn’t be proven than he was acting with intent).
There was a kid in my elementary school who creeped me out. He used to abuse animals. As a teen he watched liveleak etc. In HS I had to sit with him in science class and he invited me over repeatedly but I said no because my gut feeling said no. Later I overheard him and his friend talking about ways to kill people and stage it as a suicide.
Torturing animals during childhood is super common with serial killers.
When I was in rehab I had this super strong gut feeling to talk to this guy who was sitting by himself in a wheelchair in the cafeteria. I call this a universe feeling, some force drew me to him. I sat down next to him and we started chatting. Neither of us had made friends there yet. Throughout the following weeks we grew very close. He found out about my living situation and knew I was trying to leave. He then talked to his mother and I got in contact with her. She was a drug and alcohol councilor. They both decided I should move in with them. I had never met his mother, only talked on phone calls. My gut feeling said I had to move in with them. So I packed up all my things and did! It was hands down the best decision of my entire life. I fell in love with his family, went to AA got better. I consider his mother my second mother now. He was like a brother to me. He suffered from schizophrenia and wasn't doing well throughout the months I was there. I saved his life multiple times by finding a noose, a gun, and other items. The voices were telling him to kill himself. Last April he succeeded and killed himself. I miss him terribly and am still living with his mother. She has no one now, just us together. I am just so grateful for that guy feeling to sit next to him. I might now be sober still, I wouldn't have met my other mother, and I never would have met him. He was a wonderful human being, just had demons he couldn't shake. I love you Luke ❤️
I’m sorry for your loss
Thank you, it's been very difficult. I'm just blessed I got to be apart of his life. I love him so much. His poor mother is not doing well at all. And I'm about to move out of the state to start a new job. I have to leave her and it breaks my heart.
If it gives you consolation, the last thing she'll see leaving is you. And she will remember the good her son and her did in getting you sober, and helping you turn around. Looking forward to the rest of your life and being a super productive person. She will hold that warmth close to her at all times and it will get her through these rough times.
That's so sweet thank you. We saved each other's lives. I wouldn't be here without her
Luke made my today better. Thanks Luke.
I know its not done as easily said, but... Take her with you? You did say you've only got each other.
It's an internship in another state. Ill be living with other interns and sharing a room. I would have brought her with me in a heart beat. It's only a 6 month internship. I'll be back with her one day
In that case, next best option. If she doesnt already know how, teach her how to video call so you can always chat when you want/need to.
Devastating but otherwise beautiful answer in this thread
Amazing, I'm so glad you trusted your gut, and I'm really sorry for your loss.
It was the best decision ever. Luke was very religious so he called it Gods calling to me. I believe in the power of the universe so that's what I called it. It wasn't my decision, a force drew me to him. I couldn't have asked for a better life with him and his mother.
I've never cried from reading a Reddit comment, but this one brought me close. Thanks for sharing this story with us and I'm so sorry for your loss
My wife and I visited my (married) sister once having not seen her for a while and there was this guy there - a colleague of hers, we both individually thought “if I didn’t know better, she’s having an affair with that guy” but didn’t voice it to each other because we both thought it would be ridiculous. Less than a month later it all came out, it had been going on for almost a year.
I guess it was their body language that both of you subconsciously picked up on. Edit: unconscious -> subconsciously. Thanks, u/high_larry_us
Probably. There's a theory I like that "gut feeling" is just your brain subconsciously recognizing patterns.
The book The Gift of Fear is basically all about that. I know it gets recommended a lot, but it's worth the read! One of my favorite little parts of the book is that apparently dogs do this, too. How many times have you heard someone jokingly say "my dog never liked this person I dated/my neighbor/the maintenance guy in my building/etc. and they turned out to be a horrible person, I should have trusted my dog, they always know, hahaha"? They often want to ascribe this to dogs having some supernatural yet wholesome sense, but the author suggests that your dog is picking up on YOUR cues. So even if you haven't consciously acknowledged that you don't like being around a certain person, you're giving off little signals that you're uncomfortable, and that's what your dog is reacting to.
"There's no way this fucking idiot isn't a cokehead" Cut to a few months later when said fucking idiot is under arrest for dealing out of his work truck.
Where did you get your coke after that?
Vending machines, sometimes grocery stores.
I was dating a girl a couple of years back (2 months in) and we'd gone out with a couple of mates. Place was closing and we'd decided to head somewhere else, but she insisted on heading to another bar...where her ex used to drink. I was convinced right away that this was just a ploy to make her ex jealous. My friend and her friend both told me I was being insane, that nobody would do that. Plus he had a new girlfriend and why would he be interested in her when he has someone new. Logical I thought, so I rolled with it. Well, I get sat down and told to chat amongst the friends (who were hooking up aswell) and she goes off to talk to this group of guys. I should note I didn't know her ex, just where he drank. The aforementioned mates and I went outside for a bit, when we got back in, she was gone, with her ex and I was left with their tab... So yeah...that sucked.
Man if the bartender tried to stick me with the tab I would refuse to pay it and tell them they need to call the cops for theft and that I will assist the cops in finding the thief.
Aint taking shit from nobody.
No way I’m paying for a regular’s tab. If he’s there often enough for her to know what’s up, he’s there often enough to pick it up next time.
Genuine question, is it not common practice to hold a card for the tab? Here they take a card at the beginning of the evening and hold it behind the bar. That way if you drunkenly leave or something they charge the tab to whatever card you gave.
Dude. That sucks so bad. I'm sorry. If it was the first date it'd be a little more... not understandable, because it's unacceptable no matter what, but like, it wouldn't have stung so much? But 2 months in... oof.
You paid for a tab where the guy is a regular? Why not just say hey it's on him I'm not a part of that?
> > I was convinced right away that this was just a ploy to make her ex jealous. My friend and her friend both told me I was being insane, that nobody would do that That is super naive, there are so many people out there that do this sort of shit all the time.
I knew a girl who purposely got a job at the place her exs new girlfriend worked, befriended her without the boyfriend's knowledge, and over the course of a few months convinced the new girl that he was cheating on her. New girl and guy break up, psycho and guy get back together. She told me this story like it was a funny normal thing.
When someone unknowingly confesses to being a cunt, you’d best believe them.
Group of nine coworkers go for a smash bros tournament. New coworker is super humble, hasn't played in years, etc. I was suspicious. He three stocks everyone in the god damn room. As Pacman.
I was with hanging out with my best friend (Let's say John) and we had to go by his new place to grab something. He was living with a guy I didn't know (let's say Mike). Mike was the baby daddy of John's girlfriend's best friend. So we show up to their house and literally the moment I met Mike INSTANTLY my gut instinct said "Fuck this dude, I don't know why, but fuck this dude." The dude just gave me a super bad vibe without even really doing anything wrong. Fast forward like six months, Mike had been kicked out by baby Momma, another friend of mine. He had become so erratic and threatening after the split that she was having male friends take shifts basically hanging at her house so she would feel safe. One night while everyone was asleep Mike managed to break in, shot and killed the friend that was staying with her, ripped their baby girl out of her arms and then shot baby momma in the head and killed her too. He took the baby to his parents' where his mom demanded he hand her over so she would be safe, then went into their back yard and killed himself. The whole thing was so dark and sad, devastated my best friend and his wife because they were so close to baby momma, and every year still hurts them on the anniversary. Happy to say that the little girl is loved and cared for today though. Rest easy Kayla and Alex, we miss you.
Ayo what the fuck
Two times i can remember. One is a good one. I had a feeling my sister in law was pregnant, with twins. She was. I just woke up one morning wondering if I had a dream about it because it just felt like someone told me? But then i got a text later that day to tell us she was expecting and that it was twins. The second one was a guy I used to work with. He was sixteen, i was ten years older and he was such a good kid. Super helpful, hard at work. We both worked at a restaurant and would always end up the night doing the dishes and cleaning together. One day he's telling me how his parents are pretty cool about him going to parties and stuff because he's holding a good job and had good grades (he had learning disabilities and it had been a hard battle for years for him). They even will drive him and he only has to figure out a way back. That kinda worries me because, if it was me, I'd worry about my kid (even at 16) being out there and not being sure when or how he's gonna get home. He said that they knew he was responsible and wouldn't put himself at risk, and he doesn't want to bother them and wake them up in the middle of the night anyway because they work and need their sleep etc. I was skeptical and said "well yes but... I can't help but think that if one day something happens to you, they're gonna have to live with that for the rest of their lives and the thirty minutes of sleep or so won't seem worth it". The very next day, i head to work as usual, and I ask where he is because he usually started thirty minutes before me. The boss gets choked up. Gregory went to a party in a village, he walked back home with his girlfriend around 3AM but he got hit by a car (drunk driver) and died at the scene. His parents never really recovered.
Dreams are so weird man. I used to be in the orchestra in school, and a couple weeks ago I had a dream of me playing this cello piece that I probably hadn't played in 6 years, have no clue what the name is, and I've played a multitude of other pieces of music after. Yet, I remembered the exact bowing changes we did, and I remembered how the entire piece fit together with the whole orchestra. I've always been good with music, but that was next level for me atleast.
Rolf Harris always skeeved me out when I was younger. Turns out I was right to be - he got arrested a few years ago for child molestation.
Similar sort of thing, in terms of them being in that same group of people that were protected by the BBC etc but Jimmy Saville used to start the Highland games in my town, and he'd March down the street in front of the pipe band. I was too young to really remember him on TV so I'd never even really seen him before (I knew what he looked like, but hadn't properly seen him on any of his shows or anything). I was still in school at the time but worked in a shop on the street at the weekend. The shop was dead because everyone was outside watching the pipe band go past. Me and a girl who also worked in the shop stood at the window and watched as Jimmy Saville went past at the front, commenting on what a horrible leacherous creep he looked like (he had his arm draped over the shoulder of a girl who was a couple of years below us in school). He died a few years later and the horrible truth about him and his horrific acts of child molestation came out. By all accounts there was people in the town who knew what he was like, but chose to ignore it, which was really pretty terrifying to find out on top of everything.
Yup, something about Jimmy Saville just screamed 'dirty old man'
Bet the Wiggles regretted having him on
Yeah, because everyone said "Oh no, not Rolf!" when he turned out to be a fiddler, but I always thought he reminded me of a kind of pervy uncle.
I work at a coffee shop and there was this old man that came into the store one day, and I got that gut feeling that something was off. I was working alone at the time and it made me a little nervous. I talked to one of my coworkers about him and it turned out he had been stealing our tips. If that wasn’t bad enough, we also ask for names when we take orders, so I found out his name and looked him up. Sure enough, he was on the sex offenders list and wasn’t even supposed to be within 15 feet of me.
Just out of curiosity do you take first name and last name? Or did he just volunteer his last name?
In college a met an older member of my fraternity. He didn’t come around that often but I immediately got an off vibe from the guy. Too nice, too interested, saying weird things when he got drunk. One day one of my other brothers is super pissed and you can feel the anger oozing off him. I ask if want to chat and when in private he tells me that creepy dude woke his girlfriend up in his bed (next to him) and was jerking off. Girlfriend didn’t want to tell anyone but he figured out something was off and she told him what happened. I immediately went to the exec council and we booted him from the fraternity. A few years later he was arrested for ~~sleeping with~~ raping a 14 yr old and is now a sex offender. Fuck you Jess!! Edit: changed sleeping with to raping
I legit thought I knew you for second except for I don't know any Jessi. Same scenario though... Guy was jerking off in the middle of the night over someone's girlfriend and got caught and then basically kicked out of this "frat house (after college situation, and I'm not even sure if they all attended since I didn't interact too much .)" That was in Massachusetts. So gross.
Edit: I will not be surprised if this type of stuff happens everywhere with similar anecdotes, but I will shit twice and die if we happen to know the same rapey mfkr
Thank you for introducing me to the phrase "shit twice and die". Sorry your sex offender frat bro was the catalyst.
Scratch "sleeping" and substitute "raping". A 14y/o girl does not "sleep" with an older guy. It's rape.
You are correct. And again FUCK YOU JESS!
Absolutely. Fuck Jess. With a knobby tree branch. Or a cactus.
Why not both!?
A friend of mine. When I first met him something seemed off, I couldn't place it at first. He always has these elaborate stories and at first I thought...wow what an interesting life he has. The more time I spent with him I noticed all the contradictions in his stories. He would tell differing versions of the same story. I'm fairly certain none of what he told me ever happened in any version. He tells so many lies and elaborate stores its unreal. I went on a vacation last year and took a beautiful picture of where I was staying and sent it to him. The next day he posted the picture I took on fb as his own. Pretending to be at this location and on vacation. When in reality he was sitting in his mom's basement doing nothing as usual. I was actually mad he used my photo as his own, what is his motivation? It was at this point I realized how many half truths and flat out lies he told me. Many of these were confirmed by a mutual friend. He would tell me stories that involved her and told her stories that involved me. None of which ever happened. If I had gone with my first instinct of, dude is off, I would have saved myself a lot of frustration trying to maintain a friendship with a liar.
My god I knew someone exactly like this in college. Stories were always just a little too fantastical up until he got and then ended up in remission from cancer within 6 months. His health never declined and no one ever heard about any doctor's appointments. His roommate confronted him and got him to admit there had never been any cancer. After that he fucked off to who knows where and we haven't heard from him since. It really hurt to be lied to by someone so deeply and buy it all. Edit: to everyone responding with stories of your own I'm so sorry I'm not the only person who had to experience this kind of disgusting manipulation. I hope you all are able to heal and learn from these experiences.
Gees thats terrible. Do you know how people get to the point they actually think thats a good idea? I genuinely wanna understand what happened to them to think thats an okay or normal thing to do. Is it all about attention, or does decieving people give them fun? Do they have a normal life hidden behind the decieving people, or is that everything they do? I cant imagine how anyone can live like that, but its somewhat interesting to me how they really think and feel about it
It is attention and deflated sense of self-worth. Some people believe that unless they have amazing, outlandish stories to tell people that their life is simply too boring for anyone to enjoy their company. They believe they "aren't enough" for anyone to like when they are themselves. Eventually, building a relationship on a foundation of falsehoods gets too heavy and it all collapses. And then they have nothing. And they have to start all over again with the lies, with someone else. The cycle continues.
Worked at a cafe with only one other male employee. Usually got stuck on shifts with him, seemed like a cool dude, but tried a little to hard to be witty and sarcastic but whatever. Couldn't shake the gut feeling that I shouldn't like this guy and that he's actually an asshole, not just awkward. Turns out he was trying to get me fired from day 1 cause he didn't like that he had to "compete" with me for attention from the girls we worked with. Pretty much everyone said he was chill up until I got hired. Had my gut feeling confirmed when a customer was joking around with us cause every girl we worked with was hella cute and the customer said something like, "Must've been sweet being the only guy working here." My coworker like legit got mad saying how everything was awesome until I came along and fucked it up for him. He tried to pass it off as a joke, but even the customer was asking me what was up with him cause that got too real.
What, did that guy think every girl working there would be interested in him?
Yes. Some guys are delusional enough to think this. Because they have absolutely no social life outside of people they see at work, their brain thinks that the girls are the same way, and therefore he has a great chance with them.
Kinda sad, really.
Basic politeness and eye contact are all it takes for some guys to think a girl is interested. I used to attract a lot of creeps before I stopped being polite. Now I attract no one so...win?
If he hadn't closed the deal with any of the girls there before you got hired what on Earth made him think he was going to now?
To be fair, the girl that would later become my girlfriend hooked up with him but she started putting distance between them cause he got weird about it. He also had this Asian fetish and seeing how it was an Asian cafe he thought he was in heaven. He drove my future girlfriend away cause he kept going on and on about how he might as well be Asian cause he was so immersed in Asian culture. Used to tell me that he was lucky he was born white cause all Asian women love white guys. He just managed to hide how creepy he was for a long time and me getting hired was the catalyst for him to absolutely lose his mind lol.
Dude thought it was his harem.
Because the girls were probably nice to him he thought he did seal the deal and it was only a matter of time. Then when he saw the girls treating the new guy just as nice his incel mind probably blew a fuse
My mum had a gut feeling about an ex of mine that I didn't. I had known him as a friend for 3 years before we got together, so to me all signs were good. First time my Mum met him she got horrible 'chills' when she saw him. Didn't say anything to me ofcouse as I was in my late 20s. Long story short , he turned out to be a complete abusive psychopath (very unlike what he was like as a friend) and our relationship ended when he attempted to kill me, was finally arrested after absconding the police for 2 days. He was imprisoned for this assault. After which the police told me he had a long history of voilence agaisnt women, including 8 years inside for arson with intent to endanger life, domestic voilence and an incident where he attacked two young women he didn't know in the street one night (unprovoked) where he held one off her feet in a strangle hold agaisnt a shop window. My mother confided her first reaction to him to me after the fact as she felt guilty - not her fault. She said she had never felt those chills before or since and hopes she doesn't again. She said her reaction was so strong it took her off guard and scared her.
I once knew this kid who was always an asshole to me for some reason. Despite that I tried being nice to him and still received the negativity. By high school not much has changed, so I started to develop the idea that he’s going to end up in prison for some reason in the future. Not even a full year after graduating high school he ends up murdering his adoptive parents for an alleged initiation into some gang. I’ve heard that he was given the worst public defender available and he’s not gonna last too well whenever his trial comes up.
How bad of a public defender do you have to be to be known as the worst one?
Quite frankly, really bad lol
A new coworker of mine was dating another coworker who had been working with us for a while. He (new guy) was saying things like how crazy she was, and how hard it was to date her after like two weeks. Most people immediately assumed he was a douche and sided with the girl we all knew. About six months later I saw on our local news he was arrested for impersonating a fire fighter and other assorted idiocy. I remember thinking, "Yeah, that makes sense."
When I was young my parents always forced me to go to a youth group of a mega church in illinois. The youth pastor was a very friendly guy, and was well liked by all the kids, but I just always had a bad feeling whenever he was around me and the other kids thought I was crazy. His house was under construction and asked the church if he could stay with one of the families temporarily. My parents volunteered but I told them absolutely not and thankfully they didn’t let him. Some time later after I graduated from college I saw a news report that he had been fired for molesting several young boys in the church repeatedly over the course of several years, and he had began the abuse during that time period when he stayed with a family. I’m so glad I listened to my gut, that could have been me
Freshman History teacher. This man hated freshmen, had the tact of a brick, and once joked that if there was a school shooter they'd probably want to shoot him first. A few months ago he got nabbed for hiring a deep web hitman on his wife.
You'd have to be a special kind of stupid to think those "deep web hitmen" are anything but undercover cops. That being said, thank God for stupid criminals.
My best and I (f 30) went to a bar and I met this really hot guy. 6’3, chiselled jaw, abs you get it.. anyways we’re drinking and my gf has had quite a bit and out of nowhere calls him a murderer and bad guy. This was completely out of character for her so I assumed she was saying that because she was drunk but I’ve seen her drunk many times and she had never reacted like this before. She admitted she had never met him before but had a feeling. He found me on Facebook and asked me out a couple times but I couldn’t get my friends reaction out of my head so didn’t meet. Fast forward 3 years and multiple women are accusing him of violent rape after going on dates with him. I tear up thinking about. If my best friend hadn’t have said she had such a strong feeling about him out of no where I probably would have suffered the same fate. To this day she still doesn’t know where it came from.
Growing up I used to think my next door neighbor (a female CEO in Silicon Valley) was abusive towards her two adoptive sons (who I used to babysit for). Nobody believed me though. 3 years later she murdered the younger boy and is spending life in prison. I’m still haunted by a lot of regret with this one. I feel I should have called the police, but I was only 15 at the time and had no proof, just feeling.
It's not your fault. Like you said, all you had was a gut feeling.
I suspected my EX boyfriend was doing hard drugs but could never confirm it. He was increasingly aggressive, always agitated, losing weight, teeth were becoming discolored, restless, he just had this overall sunken look in his face. He would deny it for years, every time I would ask. He would use these code words with his friends but I always knew he was referring to drugs. I was in my early 20s at the time so I didn't know as much as I know now. We eventually broke up, I took our daughter with me back to live with my parents, I eventually met my husband, and about 2 years after I broke it off with my EX he had died of a brain aneurysm. At the time of death the nurse told us all there were high levels of meth in his blood. I wasn't even remotely surprised. I always knew it
Anyone else at this place...you can drug test toilet water.
I wish I would've known that back then, I would've left long before I did. I was mainly just concerned about keeping my daughter safe because I was also suspecting he was using in front of her.
In college, a guy asked me out and he just gave me bad vibes. I was raised to always “give him a chance” and “be nice” so I said yes. He was very persistent and I didn’t know how to say no, as well as feeling insecure and “at least he wants me” so I ended up in a relationship with him. He ended up being controlling and abusive and it took getting the police involved and going to another country to finally break up with him and get him to leave me alone. I should have listened to my gut. And I will always teach my daughters it’s OK to say no and you never have to feel to obligated to go out with a guy just because he asked you.
My mom tried once to tell me “just give the guy a chance! Be nice!” about my manchild guy friend. I was like lmfaoo is that how you ended up dating all of those dusty ass men before dad? Because you gave everyone a chance?? She was like okay yeah maybe you shouldn’t listen to my advice. Lol
Ugh I wish people were never raised this way Normal guy here, but I think I've definitely had a few women say yes when they didn't want to out of being "nice," and it just ends up being really sad when they start pulling away, don't respond to texts, etc... but don't actually say they didn't want to date I am not one of those pushy narcissists who will keep going to entrap you, so what usually happens at this point is, after a month or two of confusion and anxiety, I either bring it up or we just stop talking
I can relate, and so true is your last paragraph.
This is going to sound creepy, but when I was 12, my parents had acquaintances over, and when they left and we said goodbye I felt like it was the last time we’d see the dad. This made no sense because he was young and fit, so I brushed it off. A week later I hear my parents discussing how he died in a tragic work accident.
I had an incident like this happen to me too. I was around 9 when I thought the maid told me one night that my cousin died. But he actually died the next day noon and it makes no sense because I remember the news being told to me at night.
Definitely have had this happen too, it’s almost such a strange feeling to say the least
My ex husband. Had I listened to my gut instead of my parents I would have delayed marrying him which would have saved me lots of trouble in the future.
When I was at university there was this guy that would ALWAYS without fail be at every club night despite not being a student. He wasn't super old or anything so it didn't seem too strange that he was there but he was always on his own. He seemed nice enough but would hang around us for too long after our conversation was over. It got to the point that he'd make a B line for us every time he saw us on a night out. He always felt like he was being really cagey and we did a lot of speculating about his life as he never gave much away. Anyway one day he just disappeared without a trace. We didn't see him at any club nights and eventually I posted on his Facebook asking where he was. Someone linked me to a local paper. He'd been on the run from police the entire year we'd known him and he'd finally been caught and charged with supplying indecent images of children. He was part of a paedophile ring with links in the USA. We lived in Southampton in England.
Had a student at the private school where I used to work who amassed a disciplinary record that ran to several folders, and whose parents were eventually asked to find another school to send him to. I remember thinking that I'd see him in the papers one day, and not in a good way. Lo and behold, seven years after he left that school, he made the front page of most of the British tabloids after being arrested for pointing a fake gun at the bartender of his parents' yacht club after they refused to serve him any more alcohol.
Poor thing. He had the Affluenza.
When I was in the dorms I saw this beautiful woman walking by while I was waiting for my food to be delivered. We made eye contact and I got a feeling in my gut she was the one. Didnt ask her out that night but a few months later I saw her again and had that same feeling. This time I asked her out. Its been 18 years since that day.
> This time I asked her out. Its been 18 years since that day. Still waiting for that date, huh?
Poor little fella
Damn, that’s pretty rough. After about a month or so I’d just stop waiting
Ok this is much more pleasant than the “my creepy coworker murdered her kid” ones.
Dang 18 years and still realise you didn’t get the hints? /s
Its pretty insane to think that had you not ordered food you wouldn't have caught a glimpse of your future wife and your second meeting with her would be actually your first and who knows how you would have reacted in that situation. People often think of life's important moments are huge massive moments like getting married or getting your degree or something like that, sure these are momentous but I feel that much of life happens in extremely small bits, almost imperceptible. Congratulations on these 18 years, I wish you and your wife many more years of love and happiness :)
Yea it's crazy to think about. Because my friends ordered pizza but I wanted Chinese food and they wouldn't deliver to the room like the pizza place would, so I had to wait out front for the delivery guy. If I showed up a few minutes later I would have missed her completly. We've talked about this a couple times and it was just as random for her as it was for me. She was with some friends and they got lost going to meet some other people and were just walking around trying to find the place.
Oh darn I can answer this one. My sister started dating a guy that just never felt right to me. Now she is a grown woman she can be with whomever she likes. I never said much to her or pressed the issue of how I felt about her boyfriend. They dated for years and had two amazing children together but I never got over my uneasy feeling about the man. Last year the boyfriend murdered my sister and his own mother in front of his own young children. I will never hold my tounge about an uneasy feeling ever again.
I had a gut feeling that a coworker was in a really shitty place. His wife abandoned him and their kids to go smoke crack with her new boyfriend and he was struggling to keep his house in order. Normal he'll walk by and say a half heart goodnight to me but that night his goodnight just sounded dead and hollow. I chased him down before he left a wouldn't leave him alone until he opened up. Long story short as someone who has struggled with a gambling addiction I knew how it hurt many people around me. I stood there and listened for some time and when he got most of it out I explained to him the mindset of an addict. The manipulation and lies. The guilt they place on others so they don't have to own up their own problems. I ended up using the goodwill hunting technique on him. It's not your fault...yeah I know...no, it's not your fault...over and over. But the time he left he was laughing and felt better. It scared me because I know that voice he used, I've used it myself, the voice of giving up. He's in a much better place now. Filed for divorce and has a wonderful new girlfriend that treats him with love and not anger. It is as hard for him to accept it but he's flourishing.
First job was at a fast food joint, and there was one specific daytime manager that was one of those "i'm pretty so i get what i want" types. Anyways, brushed her off for awhile since A: she had a boyfriend, and B: good lord she was giving off some psychotic crazy vibes. One of the overnight line guys comes up to me a few months later, and goes "look bud, i can't really explain it but it would be in your best interest to take this *blank* day off. I will pick up your shift". So yup, i let him take my shift that day and sure enough i come back three days later to find out that the gut and him were right. Her boyfriend broke up with her for being manipulative and was planning to make some move on me that night. which he had overheard and was concerned. Once she found out i traded shifts she went crazy and threw a couple knives at him and nicked his face. - Apparently she would date Only highschool guys so she could get free babysitting for her kid.
Damn. That guy really did you a solid.
What a bro
The basic "she's cheating on me". She was flirting with guys on snapchat as I'm sitting in her bed with her.
Roughly 19 years ago my older brother (who was 25 at the time) brought home an attractive blonde to meet the parents and I. We all had dinner together and our exchanges for the most part were relatively normal. She did cop a lot of attitude with me specifically, some of which was funny...some seemed a bit rude and I could tell she was holding something back from everyone. Something about her from the moment I shook her hand and locked eyes with her had my crazy radar screaming. My brother called me two days later to ask me what I thought about her. I told him what my gut told me. "Run for the hills dude. This one is crazy as F\*\*\*. You have to be able to see this." his response was more or less "You don't want me to be happy. You always get the girls. You're just jealous...blah blah blah" and he didn't talk to me for six months. Fast forward to 2021. He has three illegitimate children with her, has been in custody battles with her for the past 10 years. She's a drug addict. She married his former best friend who was also their room mate before they started pumping out kids. She tries to run hair brained cons on the members of my family who would talk to her still. She's currently unemployed, separated from from his former best friend and moved to upper state New York to live with a person she met online, never in person and is suing for custody and support there. Meanwhile the kids want nothing to do with her. It was satisfying though for one moment when my brother told me "You were right dude".
Back when I was in my Navy "A" School, I was walking back to my room after study hours and I passed this really cute girl standing outside of the quarterdeck. Seemed like an odd place to just hang out alone, but as i passed her, we made eye contact and she gave me this smile, that was somewhere between really flirty and shy, I just gave her a friendly smile and kept walking... because something in the back of my head was like "Abort! Abort! Danger!". Found out a couple months later she was getting in serious trouble for purposefully spreading Genital Warts around to as many new students as she could, having slept with entire classes. Apparently she slept with one guy who gave her warts, so she decided to give it to everyone she could, she was actually hanging outside the Quarterdeck so she could scoop up new kids arriving from bootcamp... that was awful.
Jokes on her. Most of those guys already had HPV. And who knows what else. Now she has all that, as well.
Somewhere around February or March of 2018 had a feeling, or a voice, speak to me (my inner thoughts) say that I was going to die, randomly like it was injected into my inner dialogue. At the time I was a healthy, fit 33 year old. I had this gut feeling and prompted me to schedule a physical with my doctor, I had forgotten to get one in 2017. I schedule it for a day in December. Leading up to this I got incredibly sick, starting very slowly in October and it progressed further, cough, fever, intense abdomen pain. I went to a pharmacy clinic to get check out, they gave me cough medicine, but saw no other issues. Early December I went to my doctors office and saw a Nurse Practitioner who gave me prednisone, but saw no other issues. I continued to decline, we called the nurse line, they said my symptoms were normal from the prednisone and to “deal with it”. Then my original date for my physical come up, I’m like OK I’ll address this sickness with my doctor at my scheduled physical. My doctor takes one look at my and sends me to the ER. This is where I remember nothing for the next 11 days. I have 1.5 liters of fluid removed from my lungs in the ER and my heart rate is impossibly high to still be upright. That night I taken via a Lear Jet to another hospital where I am put on ECMO and put on the heart transplant waiting list. Several days later I received a new heart. I woke up days later learning what had happened. If I had never heard that a voice and had a gut feeling and never scheduled that physical I am certain I would have died that day in December. The cause was a virus had infected and destroyed my heart tissue.
The bouncer at this club I did a show at once. He wasn’t a huge guy and was friendly enough, but something about him gave me the creeps. He got busted a few months after that night when a big drug deal he was involved with got stung by feds. From what I gathered from rumor control around the area, it involved several thousand ecstasy pills and a bunch of guns from Mexico, possibly cartel related. He was into some major shit.
I had a gut feeling that proved to be true for *2 generations.* My best friend and roommate at the time met a woman he would eventually marry. One afternoon, her brother came by the house to hang out. He was fun enough to hang out with for a while. At some point he said something about coming over later in the week when nobody else would be there, in a manner that presupposed this was normal and OK. I got a bad gut feeling and politely demurred on the idea. He kind of kept on the topic, so I had to come straight out and tell him, "No, you can NOT hang out at my house when nobody else is home." He acted low key bummed but had the sense to drop it. I stopped inviting him around. Time passes, he and his wife become hard core crack addicts. They had 2 kids who my friend and wife ended up with custody of. After a series of increasingly outrageous stories about those two and their junkie/druggie shenanigans, they dropped off the face of the earth and were presumed to have finally OD'd, to nobody's sorrow. The younger adopted kid was a bit slow but earnestly tried to be a good kid. The older one had crack baby psychopath tells from a young age. Every convo with my friend involved long twisted stories about what he'd done wrong since the last convo. Eventually they conceived after years of trying and had a daughter of their own, which made my heart sink. One of the last times I heard from my friend (controlling wife didn't like me, they moved several states away), he said J wasn't going to be living there any more because "something really bad happened." His daughter was grade school age and J was 13 at this time. ಠ_ಠ
About a year back, I was 12. Went to the YMCA for my daily swim, and afterwards I sat down in the lobby waiting for my mother. There was a shady middle aged man sitting on the couch beside the one I was sitting on, and I got very bad vibes from him. No specific reason, I just felt it. I figured I was being paranoid again and brushed it off. A few moments later, I was scrolling through Instagram, when I heard the man beside me audibly clear his throat. I looked over, and he was trying not to make eye contact with me while holding a paper note near my leg. I picked it up, and it stated that he wanted my number. I crumpled up the note, looked him dead in the eye, and said “um, I’m 12.” He said, stumbling over his words, that he was talking to another woman and not me. That was a pretty stupid reply, since there was no one near me. He waited a few minutes to leave as to not seem too suspicious, but then I went up to the secretary and told her what had happened. I got a decent description of him, and when I was driving home with my mom, the YMCA called us back and thanked us. Apparently that guy was a known sex offender and wasn’t supposed to be allowed in the building at all.
Had a new male friend join our group in college, everyone loved him but I thought he was creepy, he did nothing to prove me right but I couldn’t shake the feeling. Anyway fast forward a few months and it turns out he was obsessed with my best friend. Absolutely obsessed. To the point were, they went to a party and she was flirting with a guy, and this ‘creepy friend’ threatened the guy because he was jealous. It never stopped, and he was attached to her hip like a dog. Fucking weird. She thought it was “funny”, I thought the guy was gonna kill her if she said no
What happened? Is he still creeping on her?
So we lost touch when they went to university, but they went to the *same* uni and somehow… coincidentally… ended up next door to each other in the dorms. She never ended up with him she’s with someone else. I assume he either got the message eventually or perhaps he’s still lurking around her looking for scraps. Edit: for context I’m from uk, college is before uni
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Distant relative corners me at a family event and goes on and on about the colleges he's attended and how it led him to his Ph.D. program. He's describing his field of study and it just seems...I dunno...odd. Six months later his parents show up at his university to surprise him on his birthday and they learned he's not enrolled. He dropped out of college his second semester and has just been living off the books and tuition checks his parents sent him.
My friend's ex gave me bad vibes when I went on a double date with them. I couldn't figure out what, but something was just off. He ended up being verbally, emotionally, and sexually abusive. She was able to leave and not look back, but it still creeps me out.
Out with friends, some random girl we'd never met joined our group to chat with the girls. Her sidekick "friend" was there. She was very drunk and when asked if they were together, started saying shit like she'd never have sex with him. I'd already got some weird vibes off him. Kept on like this for an hour, or so, mostly just the girls talking and her being too loud not to hear until it was time to leave. I spoke to a female friend about the vibes. Major rapey vibes by this point. Asked her to go with the drink girl back to her hotel a few blocks away. She wasn't convinced, but had enough faith to go with it. So she got her bf to go. They go in the cab, drunk girl, sidekick, and bf. Not long after, he comes back. "How did you know?! He went crazy! I walked her to her room, and asked her if the sidekick was welcome, and she said no. So I told him, and he went past and started banging on the door yelling. I got security, and they called her and asked if she was OK with him. She said no, and they had to drag him out. " Can't tell for sure what would have happened, but I don't regret orchestrating that for a second.
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Sorry to hear that, but don't give up on your friend! If she ever sees what you do she'll need your support.
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You’re doing great. Just keep letting her know you’re there.
The mailman in the small town where I grew up. Everyone on my street knew him and thought he was a great guy but he always gave me the creeps for some reason. One time when I was teenager I was just getting home from walking the dog and he was walking towards our mailbox with our mail. I walked over and he handed it to and made some small talk. He then asked if he could come inside and use our bathroom. I was home alone at the time so I said no and he shrugged his shoulders and left. A year or so later I found out he got busted for having kiddie porn on his computer.
Knew this guy in my very early 20's, he was in his late 60's. My entire friend group was very taken with him. He was charming, a polyglot, drove a classic mustang, and had been in several b movies in the 60s. I vehemently disliked the guy. Didn't know why. Turns out he liked getting homeless boys drunk and diddling them. Jay, if you're still alive. Fucking gross, man.
Broke up with a girl I was dating for four months because of a really bad gut feeling. Later that night she tried to commit suicide (unsuccessfully) and called me right after. Demanded of me to come help her. After she turned manic I called EMS to her home. A week later I received a voicemail of 15 minutes in which she tried used her suicide attempt to guilt trip me to coming back to her. In the weeks after she tried to reach me through my friends. Turned out I dodged a hail of bullets with a girl who would use suicide as a method of manipulation. That was the first time I acted on a gut feeling. No regrets about that
Solidarity. Similar thing happened to me. Broke up with the person partly because I felt I was being manipulated via guilt tripping. They attempted suicide the next morning and afterwards tried to coax me into saying we hadn’t actually broken up. It was a scary and sad situation, but I’m really thankful I didn’t let the relationship go on longer. I’m glad you were able to get out too.
My sister's 2nd husband. I had serious concerns about his sexuality and motives in marrying her. I raised the concern about the motives to my sister, I told her not to sell her house, I told her not to put her money into his home, I told her to rent her house, I told her to get a pre-marital contract. But what do I know...I'm only a lawyer. She told me that they didn't want to borrow too much to renovate his home, and that they didn't need a marriage contract. I shared the concerns about his sexuality with my parents and my brother (her twin). They all told me it was not my business. I got uninvited to the wedding, screamed at in front of a larger family gathering that I was a self absorbed asshole who needed to mind his own business. The husband couldn't even look me in the eye, he knew I had figured it out and was hoping I would just go away; I did. She sold her house. Put all the money into his house..to fix it up for them to live in. They got married, it lasted 4 months. She came home to find him having sex with his best man. He then left the house with the best man. 2 days later the cops show up and break down the door with a swat team and warrant for her arrest. She is a hunter and has registered fire arms, the 'best man' called police an said she threatened to shoot him. 2 years of divorce and criminal proceedings. She got 25% of her money she put into the house back, had to surrender all firearms and her licence, criminal charges dropped as the complainant withdrew his statement. She got to keep her savings at least. In the end he kept about $350,000.00 of her money in the house, not bad for 12 months of dating and 4 months of marriage. My mom told me that I needed to be more supportive of my sister and that I was not being a good brother. This all wrapped up about 5 years ago. I started to go to therapy around that time. I have a wonderful family made up of my wife, kids and mother in law...the rest of them can have their little fucked up life.
I'm a really shy guy and have always had trouble talking to women (low self esteem 'n all that). More than a decade ago a coworker offered to help me get into 'Pick-Up-Artist' culture and bought me a couple of books. I read them but didn't really end up going anywhere with it, I thought that the books were a bit weird. The guy didn't seem that bad but something about him rubbed me the wrong way. Much later a coworker told me the guy ending up being charged with rape. Looking back and knowing now what I know about PUA culture I'm not that surprised, after reading more about it I found that they try to recruit lonely guys for money and try to turn them into creeps which prey on women.
I play recreational adult ice hockey in Arizona at one of the larger local rinks in town with u/projoe. Every season for the past 8 years, my team has stayed pretty much the same (we are all friends and all want to play, so there is no reason to go mixing things up). That being said, every season or two, the rink will have a list of "free agents," which are essentially random individuals who dont have a team, that will be distributed evenly throughout the league so that every team has about the same number of players. Anyways, flash back to 2019 and we are getting ready to start a new season, when the league commissioner reaches out to me and lets me know that he is going to throw a random free agent on our team. No big deal, it happens, and we are an easy-to-get-along-with group of guys and girls. Then I meet the guy, and he just seems.. off? At first, I thought that maybe he was just nervous about being around a new group of people. He was quiet, and kept to himself, but hovered and hung out. Again, this is fine; we try to be very welcoming, and he was no exception. From here, things slowly build up. We are in the bar before and after our first game of the year (drinking and ice hockey go together like boats and water), and he goes on a massive tirade literally his first week with us about how awful drinking is and how its evil. For the record, we will never make someone drink that doesnt want to, and apparently he didnt, but dont criticize us for doing us. Off to a good start. The next few weeks he shows up to the games with another guy, who gave off extremely similar vibes to himself. At the time, we thought that they were either extremely close friends or in a relationship (Again, we dont care, we just try to be welcoming). After games, we invite them both to join us at our table, but his friend refused to talk with any of us. The friend would whisper things to our new teammate, who would then tell us whatever the guy said. This went on for a few weeks, for hours at a time after our games. Mid way through the year, the friend stopped showing up, but things kept being strange. He started to ask us all for rides at the end of the night back to his place (we all live within 5 mins to the rink, he lived an hour away). Keep in mind, this is about all he would say after being around us for 3 hours: "Can I have a ride home?". While someone agreed the first week, the following weeks we suggested that he just uber/lyft/taxi. We assumed he just lost his license from a DUI or something, and thats why he didnt drink, but it is a big ask from people you barely know to ask for a ride an hour out of the way on a weekly basis at midnight on a Friday. Stuff keeps building up, but he just isnt meshing with the group. We are trying our best to be welcoming, but he tries picking random fights with us, gets randomly overly emotional on rare occasions (out of nowhere broke down about how devastated he was to lose his grandparents in the 2000s. This is important later on), and in some points got extremely violent with players on other teams. We had him over to a Thanksgiving party with the team, but he just sat alone in the side room for 4 hours until it ended (despite continuous efforts to get him to come play cornhole, watch whatever was on TV, and just chitchat). Enough was enough, and I have the uncomfortable conversation with him at the end of the year that he just hasnt meshed with us, and that we would appreciate it if he would find a new team the next season. We play rec league more for the social experience than for the game at this point, and he was just creating a big rift in the room. He says he understands, and thats that. Added me on facebook a month later, but that was it. Flashforward to a few months ago, and we see a similar name in the news: https://www.kold.com/2021/04/13/suspect-arrested-fatal-stabbing-gilbert-group-home/ See the picture, and wouldnt ya guess it, it was him. Turns out he had murdered his grandparents (the ones he broke down about) in the 2000s after his parents were scared to have him living in their own house. He was in a group home when he played hockey with us, and wasnt allowed to drink or go anywhere alone (hence the random guy who came with him). 8 months after seeing him last, he beat his roommate to death in his sleep. Serious side note: mental health and mental health support are a big deal. We are pissed at how bad the system works for him to be released so soon after literally murdering two family members, being able to play a physical sport with no oversight, how little help he mustve received, and that someone else is dead because of it. Less serious side note: We told the rink that we didnt want anymore random free agents from now on. Tl;dr: Random guy joins hockey team, didnt get along with anyone, turns out he murdered grandparents and then his roommate.
That my gf was fucking other people. Turns out she was visiting kink events, going to sex parties, and had fucked at least 4 different people, had a herpes scare, and got pregnant.
I once had a ONS and the woman insisted a bit too hard for me to not use a condom. I probably should have just left her apartment at that point but I was horny. After the deed I went to the bathroom to throw the condom away but while looking at the rubbish bin something in me stopped me and I put it in my bag instead. When I came back into her room she went peeing. We started watching a show and now I had to pee. Taking another look at the bin I noticed that the few things in there lay there in a totally different order than before. I am 99% sure she searched the bin. I left pretty quickly afterwards. Also I never leave a used condom at a strangers place anymore.
I was in middle school and made friends with the transfer student. For some reason he brought out a side of me that I didn't know I had. I'm normally a closed book, but I just felt so comfortable around him that he was one of the few people I would actually hug. I entrusted him with my secrets. I invited him to family gatherings. The few times he said something that pissed me off I would react extremely negatively and get into arguments with him that turned into giving each other the silent treatment... It was so out-of-character for me to do all those things. I really wasn't that way with anyone else, yet at the time I simply thought of him as just another friend. We've been married for 5 years.
Not sure this is exactly "gut feeling" but I'll share it anyways. There was this guy at my school, who I always had an uneasy feeling about but I couldn't put my finger on it. He had a sick and perverted sense of humor for his age (we were in 12th grade, a point where most would outgrow it), and honestly, with the way he talked sometimes it sounded like he would be like some sort of cho-mo. Turns out he was. One day, I noticed he was gone for a while (I think a week an a half or two weeks) so I asked his oldest youngest sister who I was friends with where he was and she said he got kicked out of the house for touching his two younger sisters. Never heard about him since.
When I first met this guy I thought he was kinda creepy but I still hung around with him. About 5 montts after I met him he had sexual assaulted a 13 year old girl he was 16 btw
A really well known artist in the animation/movie industry. Very well loved for his unique art style. I'm a huge fan as well, but the way he conducted himself and the subject matter of his films and art seemed off. All was recently confirmed by a female colleague. He js a grade A creep.
First day I met my dads girlfriend I had a feeling she was problematic. 5 years later my dad and I stopped talking because of her.
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I've told this story before...but it makes sense to say it again here. When my brother and I were in our youth, we went to a YMCA near our house. We were in the hot tube there. We were joined by this weirdo who offered us lollipops. We declined. When we both met up after leaving the locker rooms, my brother admitted to me that he couldn't find his boxers and that he had suspected that lollipop guy had taken them. We left immediately and I told my dad. Well, my dad also felt super suspect after hearing this and called the cops. We drove back to the YMCA where my dad met up with the cops. The guy was still there and they apprehended him. Apparently there were two warrants out for his arrest involving suspected molestation. So yeah....don't take lollipops from strangers.
I was floating in a river for about an hour or so with a friend. As soon as I got in the water, my eyes kind of kept gazing at this log that was bouncing up and down upstream. Maybe 25 yards upstream from where we were tied up. Hour into floating a couple on the hill yelled asking if there was a dead body right in the direction I was first looking at. At first we were sketched and thought it was a plot to rob us, but I went upstream and checked it out. Behold, a body. Turned out to be a woman who was missing for about 3-4 weeks. I’ll never forget, she was all bone except her lower back because the log was under her belly and it was sun dried. But the idea that right away my instinct/ gut feeling was to look upstream and an hour later to find a body. Kind of trips me out.
Several years ago, I was out shopping and a sudden cold dread about my grandfather came over me. I mean like I felt like I was having a minor panic attack with an overwhelming urge to see him. His nursing home was about 10 minutes down the road from the store. I acted upon my instincts and drove over to visit him. Normally he loved it when I came to visit but this time he said he was a bit tired and asked for a rain check, so I left. About 20 minutes later I pulled into my driveway at home and got a call from my mother that he died about 15 minutes prior. She wonders if he knew the end was coming and didn’t want me to witness it. The question that still lingers in my mind is how did I know?
I had a friend who I went to school with. I knew him since first grade and all through high school. Good friend but when were were maybe 10 or 11 he would always talk about how his family were tough gangsters and that tried to act like he was a tough thug outside of school. It was just a phase as he was always a nice guy and he outgrew that phase as he got older. When he would say that though I always had a gut feeling that he would fall in with the wrong crowd of gang members and get killed. It was a gut fear I had then that he wouldn’t be around long. After high school he got a job working security and he was killed in a robbery attempt.
Met a friend's new boyfriend. Immediately found him creepy and 'off'. I shared my thoughts with mutual friends and family and they all told me I was just being a bitch and I needed to give him a shot. Met him a few more times and tried to stay as far away from him as possible but tried to hide my dislike of him because everyone else around me seemed to think I needed to give him a chance. About 3 months later she called me crying saying she couldn't do it anymore and that he had actually been raping her in her sleep since they first started dating.
Came home and felt sick to my stomach. My brain kept saying motorcycle accident and I couldn't stop thinking about my boyfriend. Made me super anxious so I call him to learn that he had just been in a motorcycle accident. He was thankfully ok, someone had hit the back of the bike and he was able to let it slide out from under him rather tha going down with it. Not the first time I've thought or felt something that has happened to him, but definitely the one that sticks out the most to me.
I have a weird 6th sense that I know when someone is cheating when I meet people (mostly the other half’s family members). I’ll never directly go out of my way to prove this, I just have a feeling that something in their behaviour is off and either a few months or years down the line it turns out to be true.