What's the weirdest thing that has ever happened to you at work?

I am a real estate appraiser and have seen more than I care too. Early on in my career a homeowner let me in. I ask if it is ok if I go through the house and if I would bother anyone. the homeowner says no problem. First door I come to I push it open and a guy is on top of the girl going to town. It took a second to register and my eyes locked onto the girl who smiled at me. I grabbed the door and pulled it shut. the guy never missed a beat. I went on out the front door without checking the rest of the house.

A second time a loan officer gave me a key to go inspect a house. I went to the house, knocked on the door, nobody came, I put the key in and it would not turn. I kept working it and working it and it would not open. About that time, the door jerks open, jerks the key out of the lock and I am standing there with a key in my hand and some really upset person was standing there with a gun pointed at me. Come to find out the loan officer gave me the right key but the wrong address.

I have walked in enough houses where the pot smoke was so thick I walked out on a high.
 
When I was a golf pro working in the Pro Shop I had a guy step in the front door one day with a pistol in his hand. He pulled the door shut quickly and stared frantically looking back out the door like he was being followed. I flipped out and could think of nothing better than to scream/squeak "What the hell are you doing"? He turned and looked at me all crazy eyed and asked me if he could hide there. I said no and he walked back out the door and left. I immediately called 911 and they picked him up a couple of blocks down the street. Apparently the gun wasn't loaded and the cops thought he was on PCP. He told the cops somebody had broke into his house and and he ran out and to the golf course for help. The cop told me the guy didn't live anywhere near there and was delusional. Scared me to say the least.

I also had a hot air balloon make an emergency landing on one of the fairways in front of the shop one day. Nobody was hurt but it was a pretty interesting scene.

I also spent a couple summers when I was younger helping capture and move animals off big game ranches. My boss owned a helicopter and both tranquilized and netted animals out of it for transport. We mainly caught Blackbuck antelope, Fallow, and Axis deer, but on one trip we were moving zebras. My boss warned me how mean a zebra was and told me over and over to watch their mouths because they like to bite. So we fly up on the very first one, I net it, we jump out of the helicopter to grab it, and he turns and bites my bosses pinkie finger off. We're completely alone on this huge ranch and I can't fly. We had to climb back in the chopper and my boss had to fly us back with his bloody nub sticking out all the way to the truck and trailer where we left the chopper and I drove him to the hospital.

Your boss related to JPP ?
 
About 20 years ago while I worked as a server in a fine-dining place, I wanted to strangle my busboy/backwaiter. Back in those days, most of us were young, gamblers, living week to week and trying to get through school. Well, I had a table of 6 guys from Saudi Arabia. They were practically sweating money and had no cares in the world of what they were ordering.

After dinner, they wrapped it up and left leaving a 10% tip on a very high bill. I was not real happy but it still was a nice one. My busboy was cleaning around the table and found a brown paper grocery bag underneath. We opened it and low and behold..........had to be $100,000 plus inside!

While me and a few others were already hashing out plans of what to buy, my busboy is chasing these guys down in the parking lot to give the money back. For their thanks of returning the money, they gave him 10 lousy dollars :(

I know, it was the right thing to do but I was furious at the time! To this day, I don't think that they would have missed the money :cool:
 
You should have went back there with just your tool belt on. Lol. Kidding.

Some people have no inner monologue, and or couth.

nope... i mean, who actually says that to someone? i mean, if i bought a chick a ferrari, sure ya...mounting a tv on the wall? psycho
 
I also spent a couple summers when I was younger helping capture and move animals off big game ranches. My boss owned a helicopter and both tranquilized and netted animals out of it for transport. We mainly caught Blackbuck antelope, Fallow, and Axis deer, but on one trip we were moving zebras. My boss warned me how mean a zebra was and told me over and over to watch their mouths because they like to bite. So we fly up on the very first one, I net it, we jump out of the helicopter to grab it, and he turns and bites my bosses pinkie finger off. We're completely alone on this huge ranch and I can't fly. We had to climb back in the chopper and my boss had to fly us back with his bloody nub sticking out all the way to the truck and trailer where we left the chopper and I drove him to the hospital.

And I thought that the crazy naked lady in my story was traumatizing.
 
Weird is kinda relative. I've worked in restaurants, bars and music venues and there have been plenty of strange, crazy and funny things so it's hard to say which was weirder. There was one that left me perplexed.

I was managing a club in Austin and we had legendary folk singer/songwriter Arlo Guthrie scheduled. We were checking the contract riders, getting the green room ready that afternoon and noticed a burn ed out lightbulb. I had the staff replace all the bulbs in the green room, guest bathroom, and guest office. Arlo shows up, has dinner, hangs out in the green room, plays that night, stayed at least an hour hanging out with fans on the floor after the show. He was a really nice guy, spoke with him before and after the show, if he needs something let me know.

Before I left for the night, I checked the green room and noticed all the lights were out. All the lightbulbs were gone, all gone in the guest office and only 1 bulb left in the guest bathroom. It was at least a dozen new lightbulbs. Arlo Guthrie stole all our lightbulbs. Why would he do that and why didn't he just ask if we had any?

Maybe not the weirdest thing ever, but it always bugged me. If I ever see Arlo again, I gotta ask him why.

If I had to take a guess it would be that he used light bulbs to do drugs. Heat up meth in the bottom of it.
 
I have walked in enough houses where the pot smoke was so thick I walked out on a high.

Sounds like every apartment tour in college. "OH, ****, they're showing the apartmen! Light some incense! Open the windows!"
 
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If I had to take a guess it would be that he used light bulbs to do drugs. Heat up meth in the bottom of it.

I don't get the meth vibe from Arlo Guthrie, pot..sure, maybe some shrooms or acid in his younger days, but didn't strike me as a meth guy.
I talked to a buddy in Corpus that managed a venue and Arlo had played there the night before our place. I asked if anything was missing, he said no and asked why. I told him the story, he thought it was odd too, said he was real nice, friendly and down to earth guy.
 
Back around 1999 I was supporting HP desktop computers over the phone. One day a lady calls in and I start working with her to fix whatever problem her computer had. We had been on the phone for maybe 20 minutes and I had noticed that she would occasionally get really emotional like she was about to cry and then she would be fine. I asked if she was ok and she just said "It's ok. I'm just going through labor." I told her we can finish this later so she could get to a hospital. She said it was no problem. This was her fifth kid and they were going to the hospital that afternoon. She just wanted to get her computer fixed first.
 
I was working at a golf course. Each person that worked in the pro shop had to spend 1 day of the week working as a course ranger. What sucked most is if you were the ranger and some awful, crap job needed to be done...you had to do it because the guys in the pro shop had SportsCenter re-runs to watch.

I get a call on the walkie-talkie to come into the pro shop. I knew that meant I had some awful job to do.

I drive the golf cart into the pro shop and one of my friends (head pro) tells me "hey, we need for you to carry a handicapped woman up into the restaurant."

The restaurant (and pro shop) was about 20 feet above the ground. We didn't have a handicap ramp. Instead, we had an elevator. Problem is, the stupid elevator broke down every week.

"I don't think I can carry a grown woman up those stairs. That's a lot of dead weight" I said.

"Oh, I don't think that will be a problem" the head pro replied.

"What do you mean you 'don't think that will be a problem.' I sneered

Come to find out, the woman had...

No arms

No legs

And she was pregnant.

I flat out refused. The head pro, who again was my friend, was incredulous to my refusal.

"You guys don't pay me enough for that and I will tell you right now, if I felt a nub I would drop her and throw up all over her."

In the end, I refused and the head pro had to do it. Later on he told me "y'know, I was okay until you mentioned the nubs."





YR
 
When I was a golf pro working in the Pro Shop I had a guy step in the front door one day with a pistol in his hand. He pulled the door shut quickly and stared frantically looking back out the door like he was being followed. I flipped out and could think of nothing better than to scream/squeak "What the hell are you doing"? He turned and looked at me all crazy eyed and asked me if he could hide there. I said no and he walked back out the door and left. I immediately called 911 and they picked him up a couple of blocks down the street. Apparently the gun wasn't loaded and the cops thought he was on PCP. He told the cops somebody had broke into his house and and he ran out and to the golf course for help. The cop told me the guy didn't live anywhere near there and was delusional. Scared me to say the least.

I also had a hot air balloon make an emergency landing on one of the fairways in front of the shop one day. Nobody was hurt but it was a pretty interesting scene.

I also spent a couple summers when I was younger helping capture and move animals off big game ranches. My boss owned a helicopter and both tranquilized and netted animals out of it for transport. We mainly caught Blackbuck antelope, Fallow, and Axis deer, but on one trip we were moving zebras. My boss warned me how mean a zebra was and told me over and over to watch their mouths because they like to bite. So we fly up on the very first one, I net it, we jump out of the helicopter to grab it, and he turns and bites my bosses pinkie finger off. We're completely alone on this huge ranch and I can't fly. We had to climb back in the chopper and my boss had to fly us back with his bloody nub sticking out all the way to the truck and trailer where we left the chopper and I drove him to the hospital.

Did you say "Get to the chopper!"?
 
When I was young going to college, I worked evenings at a 24 hour petrochemical industry facility. The lady who worked in the cafeteria in the evenings hit on me REALLY hard and very bluntly. I did not take her up on her VERY direct offer. She had the word LOV tattooed on her arm. Could she not spell LOVE correctly???? Anyway, the guy who was working with me was there when she hit on me and told everyone in the WHOLE facility. Half of them were giving me a hard time for not taking her up on her offer and the other half just gave me a hard time.
 
I was filming a wedding one day and when I got there the bride ran out and hugged me.

Completely naked.

Now, normally the bride is too distracted to mess with us cinematographers. But this one certainly wasn't. And let's just say she was no Beyonce either.

So what's the weirdest thing that has ever happened to you at your place of work?

Got a "controlled Det" warning over the loudspeakers at BAF (within 5 minutes), but we took IDF during that time and everyone went about their business as if it were a controlled det. Then we realized it was the real deal and everyone ran for the bunker (better late than never).

None of that will make sense to non-military. And I guess that was more "Scary" than weird, but there it is.
 
I am a real estate appraiser and have seen more than I care too. Early on in my career a homeowner let me in. I ask if it is ok if I go through the house and if I would bother anyone. the homeowner says no problem. First door I come to I push it open and a guy is on top of the girl going to town. It took a second to register and my eyes locked onto the girl who smiled at me. I grabbed the door and pulled it shut. the guy never missed a beat. I went on out the front door without checking the rest of the house..

Did you give them a good appraisal?
 

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