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Post by Tarry on May 20, 2013 14:28:44 GMT -5
This is my favourite thread.
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Post by jayzero42690 on May 31, 2013 19:17:00 GMT -5
So this just happened:
Random #: Hey Me: Who's this? Random #: Is it Chris? Me: No, sorry Random #: Lier Random #: Your with her huh? Me: You really have the wrong number
~Incoming call from different random #~ *didn't answer*
Random #: I was just talking to you yesterday Me: You really need to double check your numbers Me: Also, it's *you're Random #: Kool
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Post by Mutant Couch on May 31, 2013 19:51:54 GMT -5
I thought this lady at the grocery store was trying to hit on me. She's like intently staring at my chest and then she goes in for a hug. I dodge, because I really hate when strangers hug me and yes, it happens a lot. She then goes, "Oh, I thought that was a NKOTB shirt." Bitch, please.
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Post by Tarry on Jun 22, 2013 5:57:49 GMT -5
Okay, so I was out with friends last night, and I really needed to pee, but there were so many people in the toilets, so I decided to use the disabled instead. Now, you think there'd be no chance of any social interaction in a toilet that you have all to yourself, right? Wrong.
I went into the disabled toilet, I was peeing, and then I hear a key turning in the lock. Some guy walked in on me peeing! And then he didn't turn around and walk back out right away, he had to wait for me to say, "I'm in here, mate." before replying "Sorry, mate." and then walking out.
Next time I'm using the toilets intended for able-bodied people, because at least I'll be expecting the possibility of some kind of interaction.
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Post by Brandon on Jun 22, 2013 9:10:35 GMT -5
Are you sure you weren't being cruised?
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Post by Burke on Aug 2, 2013 8:57:14 GMT -5
Forgetting someone's name is pretty awkward.
There are quite a few people who live round here who know me by name but when I run into them I recognize their face but am like "hi..." *wtf is this persons name again??*
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Post by Mutant Couch on Aug 2, 2013 9:48:54 GMT -5
That's what, "Hey, you" was invented for.
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Post by Brandon on Sept 3, 2013 21:17:01 GMT -5
Man I made out with months ago: "Hey Brad."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2013 4:27:18 GMT -5
Not a technical "interaction" but... Ex-Girlfriend I Haven't Spoke to in 4 Years: *sends friend request on Facebook* Me:Do.... do I add her?...
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Post by Mutant Couch on Sept 8, 2013 10:35:38 GMT -5
Did she stalk you after you broke up?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2013 19:49:08 GMT -5
Not to the best of my knowledge. But she could just be really good at it.
oh, also, I added her. I'm frightened.
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Post by Mutant Couch on Sept 8, 2013 22:12:18 GMT -5
I hope that works out for you. If we hear about some chick dismembering her ex and don't hear from you soon, we'll just assume.
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Post by Mutant Couch on Sept 26, 2013 0:11:02 GMT -5
A cop tried to talk me into getting a tattoo of a shamrock tonight. It was really awkward. Then I made it more awkward by throwing out a lot of Irish stereotypes.
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Post by Burke on Oct 3, 2013 8:11:32 GMT -5
I hate when you're out somewhere (a shopping centre in this particular case) and you see someone coming and they're that awkward distance away where you can't quite decide whether you should hold the door for them or not. So you do but then realise that they're walking really, really slow, but by this point you've already committed to holding the door open for them and they've saw you. If you let go now you'll look like an even bigger dick than if you didn't hold it in the first place. So you have to awkwardly stand there and hold it for what feels like an eternity while they saunter on by at a snails pace.
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Post by Burke on Dec 21, 2013 11:17:34 GMT -5
When someone gives you a Christmas card/gift who you weren't expecting to and now you're obligated to give them something back and have to try and act like you were always planning on doing so anyway.
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