Unfiltered Story #28477

Berlin, Germany | Unfiltered | July 18, 2017

(My friend and I are visiting Berlin, and decide to take a tour about the Third Reich’s influence on Berlin. The guide is awesome and full of little details about the histories of the main characters. During a stop, the guide tells us about some of the myths surrounding one of the men involved in the Nazi party.)

Guide: “Now, there are a lot of myths and conspiracy theories here, and I want to clear up what was probably true or not. Some say he had one testicle – I don’t think we’ll ever know. Some say he was also a coprophile.”

Me: “what’s a coprophile?”

Guide: “Er, that’s the one thing I wish I didn’t have to explain on the tour.”

(I did find out… but it’s also noted there’s no direct evidence for this, in case some of you history buffs guessed the individual’s identity. Also, Sam- if you’re reading this, you were totally kickass! Keep rocking those tours!)

Unfiltered Story #32777

USA | Unfiltered | July 18, 2017

(In middle school, I had a health teacher who looked like a gentleman: old, had glasses, neat gray hair, and a tweed suit every day with a cane, walking with a slight limp. He was a bit short, around 5’5″, and wasn’t imposing at all. His voice is slightly scruffy and monotone, but mostly everyone respects him. One day we’re learning about drugs.)

Teacher: Alright class, so if anyone were to offer you any drugs, like so…

(All of a sudden, he sets his cane against his desk, drops into what I can only call a “thug” pose, and says with a gangsta accent:)

Teacher: ‘Ey my man want soma dis??

(All the students were shocked as he got back up, got his cane, and continued teaching. Rare but similar moments happen later in the year.)

(I’m in high school now, and the same health teacher has transferred to the high school. My friend and I often walk past him standing in front of his door when we go to our math class. My friend is very talkative, annoying, and can sometimes be cruel without knowing it. One day we were reminiscing on how much more of a dick he was in middle school.)

Me: …and remember that time when I kicked you in the crotch?

(Just as I say this, we pass the health teacher, and he mutters something under his breath. My friend suddenly looks impressed and is laughing.)

Friend: Teacher! Oh my god!

Me: What? What’d he say?

Friend: “Kick him again!”

Unfiltered Story #32778

Kansas, USA | Unfiltered | July 17, 2017

I am a sixth grader and, in my 5th hour class, I have to sit by two boys. There is three desks in a row, and I sit in the middle. Note that the guy on my left is absent.

We are coming back from lunch when the guy who sits on my right grabs my water bottle and smashes it against his head. The top of the bottle opens, splattering water everywhere.

The textbook and paper that were on my desk got water on them. The textbook just got a bit, but I decided to redo the paper. I lost a good drawing of Italy and Rome.

He didn’t even get punished.

Unfiltered Story #28479

sydney | Unfiltered | July 17, 2017

I used to work with a 15 year old who thinks she knows everything. I get on with most of my co-workers but as I am in my 20’s and they are mostly teenagers I don’t associate with them outside of work. They often go partying together.

15 yo “What sort of drugs do you like?”

Me “I’ve never done drugs”

15 yo “Are you an idiot? How are you going to fit in and find friends if you don’t do what everyone else does?”

Me “I have no interest in fitting in with in anyone, and have my own friends”

15yo “That’s just stupid, no wonder no one here ever invites you out. I’m sure some of the guys would take you out if you did drugs with them. You are always going to be alone if you don’t do what everyone else does”.

Me “I got engaged without ever having to do drugs with anyone”

Unfiltered Story #90918

, | Unfiltered | July 16, 2017

We had all taken our seats in our classroom, our teacher always comes in several minutes later so someone decided to start an eraser throwing war. The eraser landed on my desk so I picked it up and threw it across the room, not aiming at anyone but it hit one boy in the side of his nose. I’m usually one of the more quiet, stay out of trouble students.

Boy “who threw that?”

Me “Uh I did”

Boy *to the class “DON’T ANYONE THROW IT TO (MY NAME) SHE’S GOT A BLOODY GOOD AIM”

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