People Reveal 30 Close Encounters They Experienced And Made It Out Just In Time

A 500 lb hog got loose at the state fair and started charging right at me. I've never run so fast in my life.

Mine actually turned out okay, but I definitely had that moment.

Tall dark handsome drunk man walked up behind me at Dollar Tree, while I was bent over, trying to reach something at the back of the bottom shelf. He said, "There you are! I been lookin' for a woman." I stood up and took a step back. He continued, "I need a woman. You da only one here, all da others are 'menses'."

At this point I'm thinking I better get out there, before I become this guy's next [target]. There was a male employee further down the aisle, so I loudly asked drunk guy, "Sir, did you really come to Dollar Tree to pick up women?" Hoping to get the employees attention.

The man says "Oh hell no, I got one of them, that's why I need you."

He must have seen the panic on my face, because he started laughing and held up a phone case, explaining that his woman gave him money to buy an expensive case, but he went to the bar instead, so now he wants me to help him pick out the best phone case that Dollar Tree carries. I helped him find a phone case, and confirmed with him that he wasn't driving himself home. I think about this man nearly every day.

I was leaving for work at 5:30 am, while it was still dark. I locked the inside door handle and walked out the door pulling the door closed behind me. As I turned around to walk off the porch toward my car, I saw four men jump out of a van and start coming toward me. The street was otherwise empty.

My heart was pounding and I felt panic start as I was digging in my big, messy purse for my keys to unlock the door and get back in my house. The whole time, I’m just thinking they are going to grab me, shove me in the van, and rape/kill me. I was able to get back in my house before they made it to me, but it scared the s**t out of me. Turns out they were immigrations officers looking for someone who used to live in our house, and that is standard practice for them if they think the suspect will run!

We were digging out some dirt and rocks to make room for some steps to a lower portion of a patio that had a gas line running to a fire pit. I’m there with my boss and supervisor and all of a suddden I hear a whooshing sound of depressurization of a gas line and sprint away. Turns out it was only pressurized with air and not gas at that point and we just had to get someone to come fix the hole we we made without needing to evacuate the job site. My boss gave me s**t but I’ll have the same reaction if it ever happens again.

This is kind of a cute story. My family was moving halfway across the US and our car broke down. Like smoke coming out from under the hood broke down. I was 5 years old at the time and the second I saw that smoke I went barreling up that hill. Every tv program or movie I ever saw at that point had a car that would explode and I wasn't going to be caught in it.

The car did not explode. My parents eventually coaxed me down and even though they laughed they told me when I was older that they were impressed with my logic and sense of self preservation.

I was at a friends house for a Halloween party, and walked out to the garage where people were smoking and saw a chick with the biggest bag of glitter I've ever seen and she's blowing it into the air while her friends danced in the fallout.

I turned around, grabbed by wife and said "we're leaving, NOW...I'll explain in the car". She grabbed her coat and we hit the car inside of 90 seconds.

as soon as we were clear of the house, I told her that the "dumb chicks" as she had coined them earlier, were blowing glitter all over each other and she said "oh, hell no".

so my buddy had glitter all over his house for the remaining years he lived there. He said he'd always be finding it on his skin, in his food, on his dog...f**king glitter is like herpes. You're NEVER getting rid of it, you can only spread it.

Went on a vacation with a friend that I had only known for a little while, few months to a year kinda thing. We went to Texas together, we're from Michigan. She told me we were going to "meet up" with her cousins to go tubing while we were down there. No problem. Turned out we were STAYING with like a dozen of her family members for 3 days for a memorial trip they were doing for her uncle who had passed. Most of whom she hadn't seen in a long time, like 5 years. So it's a whole ass memorial/reunion trip. Literally everyone who's there is either blood related, married in, or a fiance. Except me. Already awkward af.

So the tubing trip we were supposed to go on is the official memorial for the uncle who passed. Friend's cousin (daughter of the deceased) comes to me in private before we go tubing and asks me to take a family picture for them since I'm "the odd man out". Of course, least I can do. She says take one nice one, and then for the second she wants it to be funny. And that they have this running family joke where someone counts down and yells "blowjob!" and takes a picture as everyone reacts. Reluctant, but in a weird ass situation and just trying to be the nice guy, I agree to that too.

Que a couple hours later, they dump the ashes in the river, say their piece, ready to take pictures. One regular one, check. Then I do the "running family joke" one. I count down and yell out "blowjobs!" and NO ONE laughs except the cousin who told me to. Everyone looks horrified. Friend's mom looks so confused and just earnestly wants to know, "why would you say that?" And I'm standing there asking myself earnestly, "why would you say that?"

Luckily the cousin told everyone she had asked me to say that and that she has told me it was a family joke. To which everyone asked her, "whose family?" Awesome.

After it was all said and done, I walked up the trail away from everyone, definitely cried from how awkward it was, and simultaneously looked for day-of flights home. Stuck it out for the other 2 days instead though. First and last trip with that friend.

I was living in France on my own and I got a tutoring client: a man wanted me to teach his young daughter. First session he offers to drive me home, spends the entire time asking about a boyfriend, where I live, etc. Second session he wants to give me a tour of his house. I noticed he was standing in the door when we went into a room. Once we got to the second floor, I grabbed his daughter so nothing would happen. After that I tried to quit and he guilted me into coming 3 more times. Every time I got so anxious beforehand I wanted to puke. Every time he would offer a ride and I took the 2 hours of busses home instead. Finally I fully broke it off; I knew something bad was going to happen to me and confirmed it with a few other young English-speaking women I knew. He was recruiting at best his second wife, but they all got extremely bad feelings being alone with him.

I was in Thailand back in 2010, on the southern islands after a full moon party. My friend and I were talking to two girls who invited us to play poker. We went and sat down with two german guys and two burly Thai guys full of tattoos and began to play. They were joking, friendly, and the buy in was $10. We lost some pots, won some pots, and overall it was a happy experience. The thai guys beat us and on the last hand I managed to claw my chips back to about $8. My friend was looking tired so I gave him the nod, I thanked for for the game and I said we would cash out and we would be on our way. The thai guys put a machete on the table and told us to f**k off. My friend, myself and the two german guys noped out of that situation as fast as we could. On the way back the girls caught up with us and apologised, but it meant f**k all because they were clearly in on the take. Lesson learned, if pretty girls ask you to play a game, it's for nefarious reasons.

Was waiting for the next bus in a bus station at 2AM in Minneapolis. A security guard outside told me to stay within the camera zone.

I sat down and waited, all alone except a couple of junkies in another part of the station. Suddenly a guy comes in, and walks up to me.

This guy dressed in a black hoodie wearing a skelleton mask stood right in front of me, didn't say a word, just stood there and looked at me.

When he started to walk away I bolted out of there, ran down the street and luckily found a 24-7 wallgreens.