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Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:16pm

It's not freaky strange, but bad luck related: I got locked in a toilet cubicle today, and had to be rescued! XD ('Wasn't the first person either, according to the person I spoke to. No genius had thought to put a note on the door to warn people about the dodgy lock though!) I hadn't even noticed today's date - that explains everything, lol!

Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:16pm

my friends and i had a old abandoned house that we made into our club house. one night we snuck out and didnt have flashlights. so as we were going up the stairs of the house (I was first), my two friends got freaked out and grabbed onto my legs. we all started laughing and one of my two friends peed her pants. then later she did again.. by the time we got back to my friends house later that night, we had all peed our pants at least twice. its not exactly wierd.. but it was deffinetly different! LOL a night to remember if you ask me! :P

Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:16pm

I was walking home from school with a friend and I said, Friday the 13th is such a fake, nothing bad will happen, it's not like I'm going to get hit by a car. As soon as I finished that sentence I got hit by a car, not hard but it did knock me over. XD I've been perpetually scared of these days since then.

Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:17pm

ok, several years ago on friday the 13, I was traveling home from work (2nd shift) and I was going through the country about 10 miles from home, my car broke down. I had no cell service cause it was way out in the boonies, so I started to walk the rest of the way up the huge hill I was on to see if I could get service there. There are no street lights and very little light from the sky because of the tree cover. When I am almost to the top of the hill, I miss-step and slide almost half way back down from where I started because I could not see where I was going at all.

So I got up and started back up, when I get to the top, I realize that I had no service still, but I thought I saw a car coming, so I walk a little further down the hill towards the oncoming head lights so that I can get to a slightly wider part of the shoulder (I do not like the idea of getting run over and being as I was dressed all in black, I thought it would be good to be as far off the road as I could get). As the car approaches, I realize that its a big truck and its loud. I try to flag them down and they do slow down but the person decides to be rude instead of helpful, as I get up to the truck that is almost at a stop now, the driver guns it and spins out throwing gravel at me. One piece ends up cuttin my arm. Lovely.

Now not only am I tired from work, upset about my car being broken, bleeding from the whole the rock made in my arm, and weary of the dark but now I am scared that this idiot in the truck is going to further taunt me.

I decide that it is best to try to find cell service, so I go down the road a little further. I finally top the next hill to find that I do have cell service and try to make a call. I managed to get my boyfriend on the phone and get as far as to say that I am broke down when my service dies completely then my lovely phone powers down! GREAT!!! Now I can add no communication to my long list of crap to be mad about.

I decide to trudge back to my car and get what I can then start walking towards home. It only takes me about 5 minutes to get back to the top of the first big hill and from there I can see lights shining on my car. Now I start to run cause I was not smart enough to lock my car and I do not want anything stolen or vandalized. As I get closer, I can see it was that big truck and that my door is open. I run faster. and of course, because I can not see where I am going and am running down hill, I loose my footing and topple head over feet down the hill about 3 rolls! Now I am peeved (well worse than that and cursing up a storm but lets keep it PG). I get back up, realizing that in all the falling I have twisted my ankle and my right shoulder is burning from the road rash, as well as both my knees and my left shin.

I finally make it to the car and all I can hear is laughing. Apparently my bad luck and the series of events is funny to the idiot jerk in the truck and he cant stop laughing at me. I ask him what the....is so funny and he cant even stop to tell me. So I very rudely asked him to get out of my car (which he is sitting in the whole time) and to please leave me alone that I had help coming. Of course I have no idea if my boyfriend heard a thing I said or not because I could barely hear him at all before I lost service and battery, but I bluff well. The jerk slowly removes himself from my car, goes to his truck and opens the door and kills his head lights. I suppose he did this so I could see the 3 shot guns hanging from the gun rack at the back of his window.

Wonderful, now my big mouth which had been full of profanity and insults trying to scare this man away from me is gonna get me shot! Could this day get any better? I am mentally counting the minutes since my phone call was dropped and hoping the boyfriend would come looking for me. If so I only had a few more minutes to wait this guy out before he got there. HOPEFULLY he knew which way I traveled home as there are two routes and I take them both.

I ask the jerk what it is that he wants, but now he has nothing to say. Without uttering a word he and the friend that has not said a word the whole time (I might add that I did not see him till this point because he was on the other side of the truck and completely quiet) go to my car, pop the hood and try to start it. He tinkers with a fuse box attached to my hot cable on the battery and the car starts! I am now grateful that it is nothing major and scared to death. I am sure I am about to be taken, with my car and murdered and dumped in a field somewhere. I tentatively step towards my car hoping I can convince the men to let me leave, but as I do I hear my boyfriends truck start up the back side of the hill, which draws my attention that direction. when I see the headlights pop over the hill, I turn to look back at the situation with the men and my car and the second man who I still had not gotten a good look at is standing 3 feet in front of me with a wicked smile on his face.

Now you must understand that as soon as I saw that face I was furious as all get out and just started beating the crap out of him. As it turns out, he is a guy I work with who had left early that night....taken 4 hours of vacation. We like to play games at work and we are always pulling pranks on each other. I had managed to get several over on him and he could never get me. So all of my 'friends' at work helped him to devise this plan, right down to tinkering with my car and including my boyfriend. They even changed the battery in my phone with one that was almost dead. If I had walked another 1/4 of a mile, I would have seen my boyfriend hiding in the bushes so he would be close! and whats worse are there are still pictures floating around of my panicked face and of me beating the crap out of Jack.

I have to say the worst part of it was I could never top that stunt! He said Friday the 13th was a perfect day because I have only had great luck and good things happen to me on a Friday the 13th up till that night.

I know its probably not an award winning story or anything like that, but it sure scared the crap out of me and I do not get scared easily at all. So for me, not only is it the weirdest thing to happen to me on a Friday the 13th, its the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me.

Hope yall enjoyed the story!

Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:17pm

I thought Friday the 13th was suppose to be an unlucky day. Josh got the day off though and that's a bit strange.

Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:19pm

Werewolf Bar Mitzvah, spooky, scary....er, I mean...my parents got married on Friday the 13th? And...I got a grant to help pay for grad school today? Is that strange enough? XD

Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:21pm

Ha ha ha, I have a horrible experience for you! I had gotten pulled over for the THIRD time by the police for having a headlight out. I was upset and called my friend to vent while I was parked on the side of a small residential street (not a main road). All of a sudden I hear cop sirens: what do I see? A car running from the cops that turns on the street I'm on (bad luck) and proceeds to hit my car, which I'm still sitting in. Then, the guy runs out and looks like he was going to carjack me but runs away and they never find him. So now my car is busted, I'm really pissed, all because of a damned headlight being out. And that is a very true story! October 13th 2006

Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:21pm

I was mugged by blue half-dragon llamas. All they wanted was my left sock.
I was wearing sandals.
They weren't happy.

Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:21pm

Hmmmm

Well does it count that today I got 20g stolen from me on a game, got my paypal info stolen and just about had the worst day of my life? <3

Posted on: Fri May 13, 2011 3:21pm

My friend hugged me once on friday the 13th. SHE. NEVER. HUGS. ANYONE.