“This Was All At Walmart”: 39 Of The Most Random And Strange Things People Have Witnessed

I was a Peace Corps Volunteer in Burkina Faso and I had been at site for about 6 months. I was walking to market one day when a mangy street dog started stalking me while I walked. Rabies is very prevalent among street dogs, and I started getting worried as this dog would not leave me alone. As it got closer and closer to me I was preparing myself of how I was going to fend off this dog, and the marathon of shots that I would be getting if it bit me. Then, out of nowhere, a goat descends from someones courtyard wall and charges the dog. It hits him squarely in the side and the dog takes off whining. I just stand there in awe and lock eyes with the goat. I give him a little nod of my head, I like to think that he understood my appreciation, and then we both went our separate ways.

While camping, we saw a kid riding a bike with a long stick tucked into his shirt that was protruding up and hanging over his head. There was a doughnut dangling from a string attached to the end of this stick. The kid was riding and making chomping sounds while trying to get to the doughnut. It was a major what moment.

I was driving down the street in my neighborhood and I saw a cat about to cross the road. I stopped as the cat got halfway across, and the cat stopped as well. We looked at each other. And without even thinking I waved it across like you would do to tell a human pedestrian to go on. It nodded at me, I nodded at it. It crossed, and we both went on about our days. It didn't occur to me until after I got down the road some more that I had just had a completely human type interaction with a random cat.

I worked at my college's bowling alley for four years. One day, we had a Chinese student with a heavy accent come in, get shoes, and start bowling. He would react to every one of his tosses. "Awww gutter ball" up to "STRIKE NUMBER SEVEN!!!" complete with a little dance (yes he kept count of his strikes throughout the night but seemingly paid no attention to his score for each game for those curious). At one point he shouted "I LOVE BOWLING!!!" and one of my coworkers fell out of his chair laughing. He stayed for HOURS and was apparently having the time of his life. I didn't mention but this was also our weekly free pizza night, complete with red pin bowling, which got him even MORE excited. When he was done, he returned his shoes, collected his Student ID, declared "I'll be back tomorrow!" excitedly and left.

We never saw him again. Thus concludes the legend of Super Happy Bowling Guy. We don't know who he was, what happened to him, or why he never returned.

I used to wear this lame Star Trek jacket in college that said "The United Federation of Planets" on the back of it. One night I was waiting on my friends at the front of a Walmart. As I'm waiting and spacing out I hear someone say "Rank?". I snap out of my day-dream and turn to my right. Some seedy looking guy in a hoodie stands right next to me. I asked him "What?". He just replys back "Rank?". It suddenly hit me 'Oh, I guess he's asking about what rank I am in Star-fleet. I think?' I answer back "Uhh, well I'm still in college so I guess I'm still a cadet?" He pauses for a few seconds and says "You'll get there". He just walked away after that. Meanwhile I'm just standing there thinking "What the hell just happened?!"

That was the last time I wore that jacket in public.

I go into work around 4:30 AM every morning.

One morning I'm walking to my car, and across the street I see a bunch of cats just sitting in the yard.

I look around a bit, and see a lady, in some Steve Irwin type of getup, flashing a light on peoples houses.

When she was done looking at a house, she would move on to the next.

Once she started going to the next house, the cats calmly stood up, and followed her to the next house.

There had to have been 100 cats total following her around.

They were calmly following her down the road, while she was shining a light up at peoples houses.

Strangest thing I've ever saw.

So...one morning, at like 6:20, I got on the Orange Line in Boston, and at the next stop, an old man wearing a butterfly costume gets on, holding a boom box. He then puts it down, turns on music, and proceeds to dance to Party Rock Anthem for the entire half an hour I was on the train. It was quite possibly the weirdest thing I've ever seen.

Standing in line at a convenience store behind a pair of EMT's, a college student and a father in his forties with two kids. I witness in quick succession; the college student nod to the dad, the dad nod the kids, the kids nod to cashier, the cashier nod to the EMT's, followed by them all leaving together through a service exit. I was told to go to the next register.

I was sitting in traffic, not moving, and suddenly a burrito flew in through my window and struck me on the chest.

I was on a cruise to Mexico. My husbandand I were sitting on our balcony drinking wine and enjoying the stars. Out of the sky, a huge ball of fire, way too big to be a shooting star, comes crashing down, landing somewhere in the distance. Out on the ocean it was pitch black save for the stars, and there was no landmark to lend perspective, so I have no idea what it was or how far away it was. The rest of the night I kept waiting for a giant wave to capsize the ship. No one else we talked to saw it.

TLDR giant ball of fire fell out of sky into ocean.

I ran into a Walmart to grab some quick groceries. In the food aisles a frail looking petite woman was ushering around a hulking young man whom, at a glance, you could tell suffered from some mental or physical disability.
A lady in an electric wheel chair came up upon them and accidentally bumped into the young man. He spun around and immediately went into a fit shouting non verbally and gesturing like he might attack the woman.

The petite woman with him placed a hand on his arm to try to coax him away but he was having none of it. The physically disabled woman then started shouting in a very ghetto flair insults at both of them. Things such as "Ya'll better get your [censored] son outta my face!" The young man then grabbed a bottle of milk off refrigerator shelf next to him and slammed it to the floor making a big, wet, splat.

The milk splattered everywhere really setting off the lady in the wheel chair, she leaned over and grabbed some yogurts off the same shelf and started chucking them at both the boy and I assume his mother. The boy, retaliated with the same. Sometimes throwing more milk or packets of cheese.

This went back and forth a bit and lots of people stopped and gawked, but like myself were too surprised to do anything but watch the events unfold. Eventually the petite woman pulled her son away and the old woman yelled at the crowd for staring at her and we all dispersed. Staff never stepped in.

But then again this was all at Walmart, so I guess its pretty typical and not that great of a story for this thread.

I was taking the 1/9 train in New York years ago, northbound from Columbus Circle, late at night. Down near the other end of the car, a guy rushed onto the train and started jumping up and down on a metal box. There were a decent amount of people on the train, and some started chuckling. Meanwhile, the jumping guy got more and more frustrated. I didn't know why, or what he was doing, until I looked again and saw a roll of paper on top of the box.


It was a cash register. The guy was trying to break it open ON THE TRAIN. Nobody was stopping him because New York.


Nobody said or did anything. At the next stop, the guy picked up the register and ran off the train, looking terribly exasperated, presumably headed up to Central Park to complete his work in the dark.

Cosplay. Not that there's anything wrong with participating in that, but when your in a chem lab and some weeaboo is dressed like some demonic cat dragon thing, it is impossible to get anything done. Also she happened to set her wings on fire and it was hilarious after we got them put out.

I was at the beach with friends when a 1970s limo pulls up and parks abruptly. An old man in a track suit hops out (think like 75 years old) and starts jazzercising in the parking lot. I was impressed with his mobility because he was REALLY moving.

Saw someone transporting a cow in the back of a minivan once.

Me, my brother, and a friend were camping once when I was maybe 11 or 12 way out on our 100 acre farm in small town Kentucky. I woke up around 1:30 or so in the morning and could faintly hear a piano being played that sounded like it was coming out of the woods about 100 yards for our campsite. There is not a house or building or anything anywhere near that spot on our farm. So naturally I think I'm just hearing things and decide to try to go back to sleep. Then my brother, who was apparently also awake, sits up and asks me if I hear a piano. We made a dash for the house and never camped out there again.

When I was in first grade we were out playing after lunch and this foamy white liquid fell from the sky. It smelled horrible and kept foaming and sizzling. The teachers quickly gathered everyone back into the building.

A man emptying a can of soup into his laundry and chuckling about it the entire time. It looked like mushroom soup. I was cautious so I used the other laundry across town.

When I was really little probably about 5 I was playing in the backyard alone. I was near a hedge of flowers and plants and I suddenly heard something rustling in the hedge. I looked closer and there was a giant ladybug in the leaves, about the size of a turtle. Looked exactly like a ladybug except it was HUGE.

Maybe not the weirdest thing I've ever witnessed, but the first thing that comes to mind...

I was cleaning out a little shed with my 60 year old, sweet, angelic grandmother so we could make it into a playhouse. I spotted a bird's nest with 3 baby robins inside it and pointed it out to my grandmother. She asked me to grab a broom (I thought she intended to sweep the floor), and when I brought it to her, she proceeded to knock down the bird nest, sweep the half-alive baby birds out the door and into the cat food dish where they were eaten alive by our farm cats.. I was clearly in shock as I was only 9 years old and she simply shrugged and said, "It must have been God's plan for them!", smiled and continued on nonchalantly.

Edit: Okay guys this makes my grandmother seem like a complete psychopath or something, but she really is an angel who raised all 18 of her children with so much kindness. She is my role model. However, she's also a hard and worn farm girl and her conception of the circle of life is a little strange at times.