Meeting place can not be Changed. The worst casual acquaintances in the life of different people. Part 1

Meet different people - this is certainly a good idea, as long as a person was normal and interesting. To date, most dating takes place on the Internet to a variety of dating sites, but that's purely casual acquaintances also not sunk into oblivion, and it is about them today we will talk with you. So, we present you the stories of real people who are not fortunate to meet clearly not with the people.

Meeting place can not be Changed. The worst casual acquaintances in the life of different people. Part 1

1. "I could kill you tonight"

Meeting place can not be Changed. The worst casual acquaintances in the life of different people. Part 1

This story was told to us by the nickname ololcopter. "One day I was approached by a complete stranger, while I quietly drinking coffee. In appearance it was clear that he was homeless, at least, so it seemed at first glance. He was a tall man in a baggy coat, completely bald and with a large protruding belly. His face distorted grimace of anger, and his hands were tightly clenched. One of his eyes was swollen and completely red and his mouth were missing a few teeth. When I noticed it did not attach much importance, because he did not think that this figure is routed directly to me. He went almost back to back, and when his face was a few inches from me, a man through his teeth: "I could kill you tonight." To say that I was blown away, it does not say anything. Sick bastard, damn it! ".

2, "Stop me to hurt people!"

Meeting place can not be Changed. The worst casual acquaintances in the life of different people. Part 1

Another wearer's social network Reddit nick isellthings shared with us an interesting story. "I was walking down the road wearing a dress and heels, trying to catch a taxi, even though it was very difficult to do at night in Chicago. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a homeless man, who went to the meeting. He looked terrible. The man muttered constantly to himself under his breath, as if talking to someone. When we almost caught up, I saw that his arm began to compress into a fist. I began to get nervous and reached for the phone, which was in the bag. He continued to follow me, and at some point stopped behind and began to mutter, "I can not do it ... it's about 5 to 8 years and stop shouting it to me! Heck, I'll do it! ". At this point, I turned around and must have looked very frightened. He saw my face and shouted, "STOP ME to hurt people!". At this point, the earth went from under my feet. I do not know what to do and where to go, because fear has paralyzed my body. He has a couple of seconds looking at me, trying something else to squeeze out, but spun in the opposite direction and started to walk away, all also muttering something under his breath. This meeting of the worst in my life. "

3. The man who shot at the tombstones in the cemetery

Meeting place can not be Changed. The worst casual acquaintances in the life of different people. Part 1

"My older brother and I were playing in a cemetery in a small Texas town. Do not even ask why we decided to have fun in that place. To be honest, I do not know. Children, in a word. Shilo was in the same place. This cemetery was not far from the railroad tracks, which differed in several parts of the city (for those who do not know, a large number of small southern towns are still de facto separated). It was a huge cemetery, and it clearly was empty, at least we thought so. Suddenly we heard a series of shots and naturally scared froze. Just a couple of seconds around us began to scatter into smithereens tombstones. Turning around, we saw directly on the tracks is a man dressed all in black, and in the hands of his shotgun. As we fled from there, to be honest, I do not remember, but the shots are over just when we ran out of the territory of the cemetery. "

4. The real monster in a bookstore

Meeting place can not be Changed. The worst casual acquaintances in the life of different people. Part 1

This is the story told us a man under the nickname happymouse. "I grew very fond of bookstores, as well as walk on them, but only until such time as I have not met there is something. One day I decided to come back as usual in the new bookstore. Going into it, I immediately spotted there some very strange man, who in a sunny day (it was the month of June) was clearly not dressed for the weather. I decided not to pay much attention to the eccentric and went as usual to walk among the huge bookshelves. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that this man was following me. I'm not particularly shy, but it led me to my fear that his face could not be seen because of the large black hood thrown over his head. Realizing that I have now literally throw up with fear, I began to move to where were all the staff shop. In the end, I decided to go to one of the staff members and to tell you about a strange man, but in an instant he was in front of me. He turned and said, "I'm sorry, I just really like to be a monster."