59 People Shared The Most Unusual Favours They Were Asked To Do

"The favor wasn't wierd, it's what happened later that's wierd. He asked me to go on a date for him. But it gets much much worse.

One of my best friends calls me ul one day and says "Someone arranged a blind date and I already said I'd go but I'm busy, can you go for me? She never saw my face so she won't notice." I, according to the bro code, I said yes. I went to the date, the girl was really nice, had a good time, blah, blah, blah. After dinner, at night, we went to a park and just chatted for a while. We were both a bit drunk, not drunk drunk but a bit tipsy, and all of a sudden she turns to me and says: "I have something to confess" Long story short, the same exact thing happened the other way around, the girl was busy and asked a friend to go on the date for her. Now, my friend and the original girl who was supposed to be on the date are dating. Me and the girl who actually went on the date are dating too. What an interesting turn of events."

Not something a friend asked of me but something a friend offered to help with...

Had a lingering smell of rotten sewage in the house. Was a bit short on money at the time so I called a buddy who can fix anything to see if he could figure it out. He identifies the issue right away and crawls under my house to find a previous owner used drano and must have not done a proper flush so it ate away the main sewer pipe. At least 6 months of sh*t, piss, and food was built up that was probably 4 inches deep. He went to his truck to put on his boilersuit and crawled through my girlfriends and my sh*t for 2 hours replacing the rotted pipe. I was down there with him trying to help however I could but he pretty much did the repair solo. Every time he encountered a thick chunk of poo he would yell up through the crawl hole that my girlfriend should ease off on the corn. Didn't phase him one bit and he wouldn't accept any form of payment even though I insisted I had to repay him somehow.

Best friend I've ever had, this isn't the only example I could give about how great of a friend he is but definitely the wildest. Dan the man, you the real MVP if you ever see this.

"Not as crazy as the rest of them, but I got a text at 2am from a buddy saying "please come to my bedroom window, I need help". Being curious I of course went. He greeted me with the biggest smile then passed me a bowl and a tin of spaghetti hoops through the window and asked me to heat them up at my house so he wouldn't wake his grandad. Naturally I ran home, heated them up then ran back to his house before they got cold. Never seen a man so happy with so little."

"My best friend is a huge guy. He's 6'9" and 250 pounds, but he's incredibly scared of ghosts, and he believes there's ghosts in his house, even though I've assured him numerous times there are not. Every time he has to go in his basement, he calls me to come to his house (he lives alone) to go into his basement with him while he does whatever he needs to do down there like getting stuff out of storage, flipping an electrical breaker, etc, even if he only has to go down there for a minute or two. We're in our 20's, and as funny as I think it is every time he calls me to come with him to his basement, I always show up anyways because that's what friends are for. You would never think such a huge man would be so deathly scared to go in his basement alone, but I love him to death regardless."

"“Can I please borrow 7 grand for 5 days so we can trick the bank into giving us a mortgage?”

I leant him the money, he gave it back a day early as his mortgage had been approved early.

Turns out, he’d asked this favour from almost everyone he knew and because he’s a trust worthy guy and everyone loves him, he’d ended up with over 60k in his current account - the bank had fallen over themselves to confirm his mortgage after repeatedly moving the bar for the previous 12 months.

Edit: he’s self employed and earns over £60k a year. He has more than enough money for the house he wanted to buy - banks are just assh*les.

Edit 2: he paid everyone back the day his mortgage was approved"

"Coworker asked me to help him bury a body. Turns out his grandfather was to be buried on their farm and I was the only guy he knew who can use a backhoe. Even weirder his grandfather wasn't dead yet and not only was he walking around and talking he brought us out ice tea and diet coke while we dug his grave. He died like 5 days later."

MercilessIdiot wrote:
"Called at 2am asking me to reach him on a well hidden countryside road, told me to bring a shovel and the biggest plastic bag i had.

Driving a scooter while holding a shovel isn't easy, also i was expecting to help burying a human corpse so i brought two bags big enough for me to fit in.

The idiot just drove over a chinchilla.

A f*cking chinchilla.

I still can't figure where did it came from."

ChipsnShips replied:
"I love how you thought it was a human, but you still brought the bags

That's friendship, right there!"

"A good friend of mine asked me to take his dog to the vet to be put down. He couldn't do it because it was to stressful on him. He wanted to be there for his wife and kids but couldn't do it himself. I took his dog for him and I would do it again. I understand how hard it can be for someone."

"Several years ago, a friend asked me to help him move his ex-wife's stuff out of the barracks he was living in. According to him, she had gone missing a few months prior without any notice and just vanished. He would have normally been able to empty her stuff out by himself, but he had a broken ankle and arm from a personal accident, so I and another friend accepted his request for help.

While moving her stuff, what we saw when we opened up the trunk of his car (he was still inside due to his injuries) made us both stop and take pause, reevaluating the missing wife story he told us.

Inside the trunk was rope, duct tape, gloves, garbage bags, and four 1-Gallon CONTAINERS OF BARBECUE SAUCE!

My buddy turned to me and asks playfully, but with a hint of seriousness, "Hey man... umm... did Jacob eat his wife?"

We finished packing the car awkwardly. We had to pull him aside later and ask him what the f*ck?

His response? "I just like barbecue sauce."

His wife showed up several weeks later. Turns out she ran off with a person she met while playing World of Warcraft.

People are weird."

"It was weird but overal pretty funny. I (f)was still living with my parents and my best friend (m) at the time came over pretty regularly. We were both 20-22 yo at the time i guess. And my friend, he didn’t have a bathtub at home, only a shower. we had a tub with a shower attached to the wall. And every once in a while he tell me how much he missed bathing, just soaking in the tub and I didn’t make much of it at first. And one day he just text me, and says “hey can i come over and just soak in your tub for a few hours? “ and honestly i just said yea, informed my parents, they knew him and he was like a brother to me so we obliged. He straight up soaked for 4 h… i had to knock and the door to confirm he didn’t drown. He thanked us and just went home afterwards, he was real happy. it was an odd favor but it made him really happy. And yes I showed him were the bubble bath foam was, so he could use it."

"When I was a teenager at McDonald’s, I worked with a FTM transgender fellow employee who was not much older than me. (I was 17; I think he was 20.) He asked me to order and deliver to him a chest binder, and that he would pay me back. Apparently, his dad monitored his bank account, and he didn’t want to be discovered having ordered it.

Despite being a member of the queer community myself, I was too sheltered to really understand what it meant to be transgender, or the extreme lengths that trans people have to go to in order to preserve their safety and/or living situations. But I went ahead and did it. Years later, I caught up with him and he thanked me."

"I became friends with a female coworker as I was dating a guy who was friends with her boyfriend at the time.

She had this weird thing about not pooping around him to the point when they eventually did long distance she would visit him for the weekend and hold it in the ENTIRE TIME.

We planned a trip together and shared a hotel room with all four of us. While her and I were getting ready to go out, she pulled me aside and told me she had to poop so bad but didn’t want to be in the bathroom alone because everyone would know she was pooping. She asked me to stay in the bathroom with her while she took a sh*t so it would just seem like we were doing our make up.

I kid you not, that sh*t stank so bad that i’m 100% sure the guy smelled it in the room anyways and we both just looked like weirdos who sh*t together. RIP."

"Walked in on my boss in the men’s room. He pleaded with me to help detach his sack from his zipper. I got him free. So. Much. Blood. We never spoke of it again."

"I don’t usually ask for anything, but I was hungry, while I was at work.

I asked my friend to go get my food that my mom prepared, at my parents home. He said sure and left. My friend was visiting me at work and I took the chance to ask him to get me a plate.

He came back, and brought me a dish of his own. He cooked a bacon, grilled cheese sandwich for me. This is not the weirdest experience that I’ve had, but it’s his.

I asked him why didn’t you get the food that my mother made, at my parents place? He misheard me and thought I asked him to make me food.

Best laugh that we had."

"I had to break into my friends house because his boyfriend accidentally locked himself in the bathroom because a black garden snake was in the house.

I had to break the window because they didn’t have a spare key for the front door and his boyfriend refused to leave the bathroom.

Second best moment of my life… always wanted to break someone’s windows and catch a Nope rope with a towel and a Tupperware dish."

"I walked past my brother at somebody’s house and he leans over and says,

“Gently step on the purple pig.”

I was like wtf and kept walking. Then I see this little rubber pig laying in the dirt so I gently stepped on it like he said and it made this delightful little snort. So I chuckled and kept walking."

"My buddy called me in a panic. They were being followed by an all black Cadillac. They don’t know why but they couldn’t see the driver. They tried losing the Cadillac but it was still tailing them. He calls me asking if he could drive to our house and we would be waiting there to help them. He was so scared and our other friend was with him and almost in tears. We told him to come over and we’d be ready with shovels or whatever we had. We were 18 at the time.

The kicker was, WE were the ones in the Cadillac. My buddies car was in the shop so he was driving his dads Cadillac. At first we saw them driving so we wanted to see where they were going. They we could tell they knew we were tailing them and trying to lose us. We thought they knew it was us cause he’d seen our buddies dads caddy before but when he called and sounded like he was scared, we just went with it.

When they got to the house we busted out of the car laughing and they had the most relieved look on their faces. We thought it was hilarious. Then we all went to In-N-Out."

"In Mexico in 1977 a friend of mine asked me to trade him 200 kilos of peyote cactus in exchange for a Ford van full of regulation soccer balls. So I did. I got the balls, not the van."

"My friend needed help getting sand for some project. Sure, no problem. I get to his house and we leave in his ratty late 80s suburban. I’m thinking we’re getting bags of sand at Home Depot or something. Nope - he drives us to a giant mountain of sand down by the lake that’s used as ballast for freighters. But he doesn’t have any buckets, so we just shovel it into the back of the suburban. Of note, the passenger window was stuck down, which was usually fine as it was mid summer and 90 degrees. But in this instance it just turned the truck into a sandstorm the whole ride home. The whole thing was an exercise in stupidity."

"When my mom died, my husband wrote a beautiful piece to be read at her funeral. They were very close and everyone at her service loved it.

Two years later, the mom of a friend died, and the friend asked ME to ask my husband if he would write something for the mom's funeral. Granted, we've never met the mom.

I... delayed responding to her and she (within 48 hours) realized the awkwardness of her request and emailed back to say it was inappropriate of her. I responded with compassion and understanding of the fog that grief can surround you with, and we've been fine since - no issues."