Unfiltered Story #18442

Unfiltered | May 6, 2016

(I had just gotten off of work and my depression was really hitting me hard. I was sitting in my car setting up my music when started to rain with the wind blowing hard. A knock on my window made me look up at this woman who was standing by my car with her arms folded in a vain attempted to block out the wind.)

Me: *opens car door* Can I help you?

Woman: You look like you’re having a crappy day, so I want you to take this and treat yourself *hands me a $20 bill*

Me: Oh, I can’t take this

Woman: I want you to. You look like you need a pick me up and I don’t need this.

Me: *holding back tears* thank you, I really appreciate this!
Woman: *also holding back tears* just go treat yourself, and I hope you have a better day!

(She then went into her car and drove off while I sat there crying, looking down at the $20 in my hand. I don’t know who she was and I never saw her again, but her kindness really helped lift me up out of a dark place, so thank you kind woman for risking the awful weather to help a random stranger!)

Unfiltered Story #47785

Unfiltered | May 6, 2016

(My family somehow has trouble remembering my birthday because it’s on or around Thanksgiving every year. They manage to remember my sister’s birthday, even though they should remember by now that I was born one year and twenty days later. It’s really not that hard. But this year on November 5…)


Me: Dad, [My sister’s] birthday is on November 6. Every year.

Dad: Now, I feel silly.

Me (to roommate): That’s NOT why we remember, remember the 5th of November.

Unfiltered Story #56811

Unfiltered | May 6, 2016

(I work as a security guard in an office building. I’m at the front desk when an employee opens the front door with her bike.)

Employee #1: “Can I bring my bike in?”

Me: “Sorry, but no. There’s a bike rack just around the corner” *I point in the direction of the bike rack 20 feet from her* “or there’s an indoor bike locker in the parking garage across the street.”

Employee #1: “Oh, okay. Thank you.”

(She steps away to use her phone. A couple minutes later another employee comes up to the desk.)

Employee #2: “Hi! My husband is coming to visit this afternoon. Do I have to get him a visitor’s pass?”

(The second Employee #1 notices that I’m distracted, she barrels in with her bike and is up the elevator before I can stop her.)

Unfiltered Story #28089

Unfiltered | May 6, 2016

(So, I just out at the park with the kid I babysit for a least an hour a day 3 days a week and everything is going good. He wants me to play with him and his friends which I do. I then feel like someone is watching me and I turned around to see a woman most likely one of the kids mom. I go onto the ground wondering why she’s staring and she comes to me and starts to rant. I am 21 years old in this story)

Woman: Shameful having a kid at your age and whats worth your playing with the others kids! Do you want to have them catch you w***reness!

(I look at her and keep a straight face)

Woman: A young adult your age showing off your kid if he is okay to have, disgraceful!

(I don’t say anything as I see the kid I’m babysitting runs to his mom. The woman then turns around to see that and goes red faced)

Me: Yeah, I’m babysitting and that’s his mom. Also He’s 11 years old and I’m 21. I would have to of been 10 years old having him and if I did have him, it would of been through r*pe.

(The woman gulped and left the park, with a young boy trailing behind)

Unfiltered Story #67175

Unfiltered | May 5, 2016

[A young teenager who has purchased tickets to a PG-rated film has just been caught sneaking into an R-Rated film. I happen to recall this customer, as I sold him the ticket.]

Me: Excuse me, sir. Do you have tickets for this film?

Customer: Yeah.

Me: May I see them.

Customer: I left them in the theater.

Me: Which theater? We can go find them.

Customer: Nah, my cousin has them?

Me: You do know you need to be 17 or older to see this film, correct?

Customer: Yes.

Me: May I see some ID?

Customer: i don’t have it.

Me: OK, that is fine. I recall you purchasing a ticket for [movie name], if you would like to go back in there, that is OK.

Customer: F*** you, man.

Me: Well, in that case, you’re welcome to head through that door over there.

[I gesture to the exit.]

Customer: I want my money back.

Me: Sure. If we can get your tickets, we can return them to the box office for a refund.

Customer: I don’t want a refund, i want my money back.

Me: Well, you can either get your money back or get a refund. Pick one, because they’re both the same thing.

Customer: I don’t need this s***. F*** you.

Me: Well, in that case, let me walk you to this door.

[I proceed to escort him out of the building, sans refund.]

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