Someone slipped a "crazy" magnet in my pocket when I wasn't looking.
I'm pretty used to dealing with insane people. Both poor dating choices and working in a tattoo shop has brought me into very close proximity with very, very many of them.
However, there's either something in the air this week, or I'm unconsciously doing something to attract them... or well, maybe I'm just taking the bus a lot more often because it's winter.
A few good quotes from this weeks encounters;
"You have a golden halo surrounding you, I can't believe it, you're very special and I have an important note for you." -pulls from his pocket a greasy napkin piece with a bunch of random numbers written on it- "Take this! You will know what it means when the time comes. Yes... you WILL know. You're one of them. They told me it would happen... they told me... told me.... told me... -continues to quietly ramble and rock back and forth-"
Crazy woman number one was... sad. She complimented my skirt, casually, with no warning of the sudden tide of sorrow that was about to be unleashed, as she quickly went on to say it reminded her of her cousin who had just died. She proceeded to tell me a horribly gruesome story of a drunk boyfriend leaving her to slowly bleed to death, then, as she became more and more emotional, continued on with stories of her dead husband and hungry children until I had to get off the bus.
The second crazy woman was simply violent. I heard from behind me a snickering, which erupted into a cackle. She had been watching me chat on the phone with a friend. "Look at that skinny bitch. Look at her smile. YEAH YOU FUCKING KEEP SMILING YOU CUNT. DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS? FUCKING SHIT. YOU'RE GONNA GET FUCKED IN THE ASS. God look at her. Look at her with her red hair she's just smiling GODDAMN IT YOU LITTLE BITCH IT'S GONNA GET YOU!
I had to stifle laughter on that one.
Another man on the bus felt it necessary to calmly inform me of the dangers of ever trusting anyone, as your best friend would stab you in the back to steal your TV.
Lastly, this guy who has been stalking my facebook started sending me blank messages with links to torture porn.
I think I've been hexed...
However, there's either something in the air this week, or I'm unconsciously doing something to attract them... or well, maybe I'm just taking the bus a lot more often because it's winter.
A few good quotes from this weeks encounters;
"You have a golden halo surrounding you, I can't believe it, you're very special and I have an important note for you." -pulls from his pocket a greasy napkin piece with a bunch of random numbers written on it- "Take this! You will know what it means when the time comes. Yes... you WILL know. You're one of them. They told me it would happen... they told me... told me.... told me... -continues to quietly ramble and rock back and forth-"
Crazy woman number one was... sad. She complimented my skirt, casually, with no warning of the sudden tide of sorrow that was about to be unleashed, as she quickly went on to say it reminded her of her cousin who had just died. She proceeded to tell me a horribly gruesome story of a drunk boyfriend leaving her to slowly bleed to death, then, as she became more and more emotional, continued on with stories of her dead husband and hungry children until I had to get off the bus.
The second crazy woman was simply violent. I heard from behind me a snickering, which erupted into a cackle. She had been watching me chat on the phone with a friend. "Look at that skinny bitch. Look at her smile. YEAH YOU FUCKING KEEP SMILING YOU CUNT. DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS? FUCKING SHIT. YOU'RE GONNA GET FUCKED IN THE ASS. God look at her. Look at her with her red hair she's just smiling GODDAMN IT YOU LITTLE BITCH IT'S GONNA GET YOU!
I had to stifle laughter on that one.
Another man on the bus felt it necessary to calmly inform me of the dangers of ever trusting anyone, as your best friend would stab you in the back to steal your TV.
Lastly, this guy who has been stalking my facebook started sending me blank messages with links to torture porn.
I think I've been hexed...
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O______________O................ wtf hahahahaahahahahahahahahahhahahahaha ty that made my morning.
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THAT'S FRICKIN' CREEPY.
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THAT'S FRICKIN' CREEPY.
I know right? Makes me glad I carry a sharp knife.
Hell yeah. You're smart. O_____O
Wow, I know how you feel. I work in a social housing office alone, and I get my fair share of weirdos...I particularly like when they ask me 'you work alone in here?' LOL
Might be a good idea to invest in a gun 
We're gonna get one to keep behind the front desk at the tattoo studio...
We're gonna get one to keep behind the front desk at the tattoo studio...
My local gas station had some weirdos. Once I saw a guy leave the gas station bathroom and start making gesture at nothing. Another time, this lady was standing near the road and yelling at random cars. I have not returned to that station.
There's aaaaaacid in the aaaaaair 
There's aaaaaacid everywheeeeeere 
Must be something in the water where you live 
Eh, people seem to have an easy enough time dosing themselves into oblivion by self-administering their OWN drugs...
I wondered who stole where my crazy magnet ran off to...
You can have it back, I live around enough of them without one. I already hang out with the local circus freaks.
Good.
Today i read the first sentence of a complaint. Progress!
I was expecting someone had put a strong magnet in the OP's pocket and this would be a complaint about a ruined cellphone or something...
I take things far too literally sometimes >_>
I take things far too literally sometimes >_>
At least you didn't read halfway through the post and still think that was the case.
Like SOME people...
Like SOME people...
Once I was sitting at a bus stop outside of a hospital, smoking a cigarette, and there was this chick who was walking around talking to her "mother" (her mom was not there...) she looked quite dishevled. She was saying all kinds of rude things about me. Then she turned around and asked me for a cigarette. 
have you tried a shotgun?
I'd like to, but the men in blue kinda frown upon people trying to do their jobs for them.
only if you get caught.
Yeah, because shotguns are REALLY subtle. 
especially when you use them like a club.