64 Stories With A Plot Twist Nobody Saw Coming

WeirdWolfGuy said:
"Met a guy online, he was cool, found out he lived less than 2 hours from where I live. We meet up. First time seeing each other's actual faces. F***ing doppelgangers. Turns out his father is my bio father's older brother. Both our bio dads bailed before we were born. We both were sexually abused as kids by teachers (him at 15, me at 13). Both us have soy allergies and Lysinuric Protein Intolerance (it's genetic). And both us joined the army and failed out during BCT due to undiagnosed mental health issues. Our lives had run parallel to each other. He's only a year older than me."

TARDISblues_boy replied:
"So are y'all friends now?"

"Yup, we meet every month for drinks (me drinking tea, him drinking gatorade, both of us are recovering alcoholics)."

"We are living in Florida at the time and my Dad goes to the eye doctor because he is seeing double. In all other respects he’s healthy. He explains his symptoms to the doctor. This was the early 2000’s. The doctor picks up a medical book on eye problems. He finds the kind symptoms my Dad is describing. The doctor shows him the book. In the book there is a whole medical page explaining what he is experiencing and a picture of a kid from the 1960’s. My Dad looks at the picture and says “Doc, thats me!” The doctor says “Yes, those are the symptoms you are showing.” My Dad says “no really that’s me in the picture!”

It turns out my Dad had this eye problem when he was a kid and it was so rare that they took his picture in 1960’s Ohio snd slapped him in a book of rare eye problems. He doesn’t remember much about taking the picture but he did manage to get a copy of it to take home."

"One of my good friends in high school started hanging out with this guy from the other public high school in our city & before long they were basically joined at the hip. She had a HUGE crush on him and was pretty sure he liked her too, but she’d never had a boyfriend before & was too shy to make the first move. One night they were hanging out & he told her he had something huge to confess... he was gay. They remained close friends. Then a few months later at a party, the guy introduced all of us to his younger (by one year) brother. The dude and his brother looked similar, had similar personalities and the exact same sense of humor. Fast forward 20 years, and my friend is happily married to the brother, her best friend is her brother in law, and he and his husband are godfathers to her kids. Sometimes the painful crush on the gay dude pays off.

For those who "feel bad for her husband for being 2nd choice" or think she just substituted him for the guy she really wanted, here is the context you are missing: When she met her now-husband, she was already pretty much over his brother. She became friends with her future hubs, and it wasn't until a year or more later that they started dating, after slowly developing feelings over time. Her crush on his brother was brief and adolescent and she 100% loves her husband for who he is. Yes, the qualities the 2 brothers share in common were part of what made her develop feelings for both of them, because those are the qualities she finds attractive. Trust me, folks, there is no victim in this story. Everyone ended up happy and loved."

RockG said:
"A few years ago I got invited to a friend's engagement party. They were throwing a huge bash because they were planning on a very small destination wedding. Later in the evening, my friend's fiancé takes the mic and starts thanking everyone for being there. "Sorry, Jen will be out to thank you guys in a minute, she's just having a wardrobe malfunction". He goes on to tell the story about how they met, how they were best friends and decided to get engaged and finished along the lines of "we wish you could all be there and that we could get married right now. So we're going to". Out walks Jen in her wedding dress. TL;DR: engagement party turned into a surprise wedding."

NotReallyACatPerson replied:
"I think this is my favourite story in this thread! How did the rest of it play out? Did they actually plan it all along or was it spontaneous?"

RockG also replied:
"It was their master plan. The parents of the bride and groom, maid of honor, best man and officiant knew. Everyone else was caught off guard."

"1991, I'm 19, just signed the lease for my first (solo) apartment, just got the first paycheck from my new job, I deposit the paycheck at an ATM (another first! I'd always gone into the bank to do it).

Two weeks later, I get my bank statement in the mail, and see with horror I have only $1.87 in my account. Way wrong, I should have at least $200, I'd been very careful with my spending. I'm freaked, I came within $2 of bouncing my first rent check. I'm literally reaching for the phone to call the bank when the phone rings. It's the police, asking if my ATM card was stolen. I check my wallet and the card is missing (my job at a theater pub came with cash tips so I didn't use the card often), and tell them I was going to call them anyway because I was missing $200 from my account. "

Well, we've got your card, and your $200, so come down to the police station," they tell me. I can't figure out how they have my card AND the cash. Doesn't make sense. I drive down there. Detective says someone (let's call him Bob) pulled in to use an ATM and saw a man acting suspiciously while he was using it, moving back and forth as if trying to dodge the camera. Bob says the man then left the ATM, got into a car, and drove away at high speeds as if fleeing. Bob then went to the ATM and put his card in, which popped out. Bob then withdrew $200, and then another ATM card popped out. My card. Bob's card had popped out because the crook had left my card in the ATM before speeding away. Bob realized he had withdrawn the money from my account and not his, so he brought my card and the cash to the police and reported the attempted theft.

The detective gives me the description of the crook. According to Bob, it was a man 5'7", brown hair, round gold-rimmed glasses. I say out loud "So, about my height, my color hair, and glasses like mine," before realizing Bob was describing me. I'd never deposited a check in an ATM before, so I was moving back and forth, following the instructions on the screen, filling out the envelope with my account number, punching the amount in, etc. I then forgot to take my card out and just left because I'm a f***ing idiot. I drove away at high speeds because I was 19 and that's how I drove everywhere. Worried the detective might be annoyed, I didn't tell him I was the crook, I just thanked him and left with the money I stole from myself. Somewhere in a box in my closet I still have the police report where I'm both the victim and the perp."

larriedbutmooking said:
"I graduated law, and got engaged to the girl I had been with through university. We both applied for the same graduate program and ended up working in the same office in Canberra. Three months before our wedding I found out she was cheating on me with our mutual boss, and I broke it off with her. Long story short, it got really, really ugly and the two of us ended up in a very bitter court case over property. Canberra is a pretty small city and the legal world is pretty bloody small there, too, and everywhere I went I bumped into my ex. It was beginning to seriously get me down (her too, as it transpired), and I applied for an Australian government overseas development job in Tuvalu, a pacific island with about 11,000 population. It's quite a prestigious job to get, with only two positions offered for a two year contract on a rotating basis. I was successful in the application and moved on-island to start my posting. To discover that my ex was the other successful applicant. I spent the next two years sharing a tiny office on a tiny island with the person that I quite honestly loathe more than any other in the world."

twobynight replied:
"You left in 2006. I was one of the guys who replaced you on this program. You story was told to me at the bar at the Funafuti about 100 times in the first month I was there. I cannot believe that I am now seeing this on Reddit."

"I dated a girl who lived in a city I had recently moved away from. On my birthday I drove out so that we could be together/go out to dinner. The entire time we were at dinner she was distant and constantly checking her phone/sending texts/etc. There was virtually no conversation and her constant texting was uncharacteristic and started to give me the vibe that she was either cheating on me or just not that into the relationship any more.

When we finish eating she asks if its ok if we stop by a mutual friend's house to pick up some weed. I reluctantly agreed thinking it was a pretty selfish request considering it was my birthday and I don't smoke weed. As we're walking up the steps to our friend's apartment I'm running through different ways for me to break off the relationship up until the door opens and I realize she had planned a big surprise party with a ton of my old friends (many of which she didn't even know.) All of the texts and lack of attention that I had been attributing to a lack of interest in me turned out to be the exact opposite. She's a beautiful person."

"Was working a new position in a new store for a company i had worked many years for. I try to develop very good relations with all my coworkers to help the day go by. I joke, I tease, and we sometimes would hang out after work.

One of my coworkers, we will call him James, would frequently tease me back. One day he wagged his finger, said “uh uh girlfriend!” In what I believed to be a teasing manner. Grabbing the moment to tease back I stated “oh come on, James, only girls can get away with the head bob uh uh statements and we all know you’d make an ugly girl.”

James scraggly bearded face instantly burst into laughter as everyone around him looked terrified. He laughed and laughed and told me I didn’t understand it but I happened to say something reallly funny. Everyone else looked like the color had drained from their faces.

Turns out, James had been born a girl and I had met him 3 years after his full transition. He was good natured about it, I told him to compliment his doctors who helped him because he was obviously living his true life that made him happy. Underneath it all I was mortified and have never made a gendered joke since. You never know."

"When I was a teen some 25 years ago, I played trumpet in the school band. We did a Halloween parade, but I had nothing to dress in costume for. I decided on a large black sheet with a hole in the top for my huge pony tail to stick out from the top in all its glory of crazy frizzy poof of curls, and a hole for my face and arms to stick out. I got a lot of "Dafuq are you supposed to be?" I don't know, a whazit I suppose.

Anyway, after the parade, my mother wanted to see my locker before leaving just to surprise check for anything not allowed. We pass by the auditorium and notice a talent show just beginning. Mom pressured me to enter playing my trumpet. In this weird whazit costume no less.

By the time I was to go on, I still had no clue what to play. I felt silly in my Halloween costume getup when nobody else was in costume unless they were dancing or a magician act.

I walked down the aisle towards the stage with trumpet in hand, contemplating what to do in my nervousness. Heard whispers among the crowd, as I climbed the little three steps of stairs up on the stage, I trip and fall up the remaining two stairs. I'm so clumsy.

So I stand up and play it off like I meant to do that. Began acting silly and tooting my horn like a duck. Did a silly dance to an improv version of the most basic song to play, Hot Cross Buns/Three Blind Mice.

Ripples of of kids are giggling in the audience. I see my mother's face contorted in displeasure that I'm not being serious enough to win this. Too bad Mom, this is my time to shine in all my goofy glorious weirdness.

I wiggle my topknot poof, and play a few jazzy bits of songs some older folks should know.

Then to finish off, I act like I'm swimming a bit and begin playing "Under The Sea" from The Little Mermaid I had learned the year before. End it with pretending to drown as I left back down the stairs without falling.

Mom took me out in the hall to have her fit for about 10 mins while the last contestants finish the show.

She then goes off to look thru my locker while I put away my trumpet and prepare to leave. I wait for her by the auditorium exit. They begin announcing the winners.

I won first place."

"In primary school We had a WWI memorial lesson and we were asked if anyone had any relatives who fought at the time.

My friend brought in a picture of his great great grandfather with his wife.

A girl also brought in a picture of her great great grandfather with his wife.

The teacher said they looked similar. She put them side by side and looked shocked, we gathered around and it was the same man who had kept his two wives a secret. Both had been married privately.

They were cousins and didn’t know."

sci_lit said:
"Was out with a friend of mine, who ran into her dad... and his OTHER family."

whytho37 replied:
"Damn that has to suck, how did he explain that?"

sci_lit also replied:
"He didn't, she saw him kiss the other woman, and a kid yelled daddy while grabbing his leg. My friend yelled her father's name, he walked over and said, we will discuss this later. He seemingly couldn't have cared less, it was a sobering moment of reality to say the least."

"I’ve told this story before, and I’ll try to keep it short.

I get on the plane after a short layover, but it’s late, and I’m cranky. The guys in the row in front of me are being drunk/obnoxious. Their buddy walks up and taps me on the shoulder. “Scuse me - was wondering if you’d trade seats with me. I wanna be next to my frat brothers.”

My eye roll was so intense.

Dude’s friend says “so my buddy accidentally booked first class”.

Me: Awwwww I’m HAPPY to help y’all. PLEASE have a seat (in 23B).

So I go to take dude’s first class seat and I have to tap seat-mate on the shoulder to let me into our classy, 2-person row.

Seat-mate and I get to talking. Turns out he was a member of THE Jamaican bobsled team that went to the Olympics - the team “Cool Runnings” was based off of!"

"When I started school, I figured out that being raised by your grandparents wasn't normal.

And then when I was a little older, I found out that the reason why was because my biological parents gave me to them. I was told that my biological mother was 'sick' and assumed that I was maybe a few months old at the youngest. No one talked much about my biological father or his family and I only met his father and stepmom once when I was a toddler. I rarely saw my biological parents while they were together, and only started seeing my biological mother regularly when they divorced and she moved back to the family home and we became roommates. Years later, I found out that my biological father remarried and started a new ginger family right away.

And then, around ten or so, I was helping my mom (aka grandmother) with something and it involved going through her lockbox of important papers. I found a paper pertaining to the custody case and it was dated two months after I was born. I asked questions and it turned out that my biological parents gave up after a week and my biological father wanted to throw me in a dumpster. Lucky for me, my biological mother called her mom and I was not thrown in the trash. My dad had been at work while all this went down, so that day, he came home and found out there was an extra person there for the indefinite future. After my biological father changed his plan to putting me in foster care, my grandparents filed for custody because the thought of not knowing where I was was literally nightmare inducing.

Bio dad popped up a couple times when I was older and the last time we were in contact, which was through email, he tried to claim that I had been kidnapped. Which is stupid for so many reasons. We don't talk anymore, because he's the human equivalent of stepping on a Lego and I have already have a dad, who is like if Shepherd Book and Ron Swanson fused into one being."

moak0 said:
"Studying abroad in England, I planned a weekend trip to Barcelona with this girl. This is pre-cellphones.

I overslept. Got to the airport like three hours late. As soon as I arrive, there's the girl. At the exact same time we both say, "I am SO sorry... Wait, what are you sorry for?"

Turns out she overslept too. British Airways changed our tickets for us, no charge, and we got to Barcelona a few hours late."

PronunciationIsKey replied:
"I think the real plot twist is the fact that the airline didn't charge for switching the flights."

"I once had a job interview. It was very early in my career and I was trying to move 500 miles to a new place. I built prototypes and brought samples of my work. It was a 9 hour drive, but everyone seemed so enthusiastic that I figured it was a lock.
I did not get the job. I found another job in the area and took it. 6 months later they called and asked me to interview for the job above the one I had applied for. I was given an offer on the spot and worked there almost a decade. In the first few months the people there told me the guy who's job I had (who would have been my boss if he hired me initially) had actually said the samples and work I did was beyond him and he didn't want an employee who knew more than him. Well, I guess he doesn't have that problem since they fired him and replaced him with me."

"Years ago my company was slowly going under so I was looking for other jobs. I got a job with another company and put in my two weeks with my manager. Me: "I've been offered another job and I'm taking it. I'm putting in my notice." Manager: "Oh, well we hate to lose you. Do you mind me asking where you will be going?" Me: "I'm going to [company]." Manager: "S**t..." Me: "..." Manager: "I applied for that position too." Me: "I'm sorry to tell you that you didn't get it."'

"My sister's boyfriend decided that he wanted to do more with his architecture skills so he gave his two weeks notice and moved to Haiti to help rebuild after the earthquake. They stayed together. He had bad phone service so they mostly kept in touch through emails. He would send her long emails with photos and stories of what they were doing. This went on for a couple of months

One off-handed tip from a co-worker and a week of sleuthing later and it turns out he never went to Haiti. He moved to Seattle to be with his fiance and partner of 9 years."

"There was a cookie exchange at my work. An odd pairing cookie was a Rosemary caramel. It was so delicious I had 5 on my break. During the day I was so inspired(I worked in a bakery) I was just having the best day. All my favorite songs came on. And then I started getting these burps. It tasted like the Rosemary, but something was off. I started feeling weird and tingley before my lunch break. My hands started to feel odd. Now being the mixer for the day I worked with heavy machinery and knives. Soon a manager came by and asked if anyone had some cookies. Short while later I find myself in a room with a handful of other people. All with odd issues, some were confused, others their stomachs felt off. EMTs, poison control, local police, firefighters were all cramming into the room to examine us all.

Turns out that "odd pairing" was weed cookies. We were stoned out of our minds."

"After searching for years for my birth father, he offered me 3,000 to get lost as he was running for a political office and didn’t want the embarrassment of an illegitimate child."

"I got laid off from a company I had worked for for over 20 years. I went in for my exit interview and the HR lady said "Dwayne, from a site 3 states away, wants to hire you". I said "I'm not moving that far". She said "You can just work from home".

Now where I was working was a 130 mile round trip commute. I got laid off and ended up with a commute that was from my bedroom to my den. Kept doing it for over 4 more years."