Crazy People!!!

[Severen13]

So I get on the bus to go to work today. It's only *afterwards* that I realized I made a mistake. Towards the back of the bus there's a middle-aged woman yakking on and on and on in Spanish....to *no one*. And she would not shut up!! Another fed up passenger asked her to please be quiet, but there's no reasoning with people like that. So I got to listen that endless blather non-stop for the entire bus ride. Lucky me.


Does anyone else encounter crazy people like I do on a regular basis?

[NightAngel]

These days it's hard to tell the insane people who are talking to their imaginary friends from the people who have those stupid blue chip(?) cel phones. :lol:
Could her hair have been covering one of those?

[Severen13]

These days it's hard to tell the insane people who are talking to their imaginary friends from the people who have those stupid blue chip(?) cel phones. :lol:
Could her hair have been covering one of those?


Nope. Her hair was pulled up in a bun. She was having a nice *loud* conversation with her invisible friends.

[protege]

Nope. Her hair was pulled up in a bun. She was having a nice *loud* conversation with her invisible friends.

It could be worse. Not too long ago, I ran into a guy who was talking to fire hydrants in Mckeesport...just downriver from Pittsburgh. I was taking photos of the 'preserved' Penn Central passenger car, now a travel agent office, when he came down the street. Needless to say, I didn't stick around long after that. That particular town has a well-deserved reputation of having crazies. Crack doesn't smoke itself, folks ;)

[Tanasi]

My grandmother use to babble on and on for hours at a time mostly about stuff when she was a kid. Her problem was that she had a stroke. Luckily the Good Lord seen fit to take her home before she suffered too long.

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

There used to be this one guy, "Giggles", who would go to the McDonalds in town, sit in a booth drinking coffee, and laughing and babbling to himself.

Anytime I was in there and noticed him, I stayed away from him.

[MadMike]

One weekend, years ago, my son and I went into McDonald's for some lunch. The place was mostly empty. Besides us and maybe one or two other customers, there was a creepy-looking guy listening to some kind of religious program on a boom box he had setting on the table, at high volume. Every so often, he'd look right at us and start muttering something -- not sure if it was directed at us, or just to himself. Seriously creeped me out.

The way the place was set up, there was nowhere we could move where we would be out of his view. I was thinking about going up front and saying something, but I was afraid of what he might do if he figured out what I was doing. Eventually, someone came out and told him he had to turn the volume down, but that was about it.

I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

[Rapscallion]

Ah, the good old 'care in the community' situation. The problem is that people such as this are relatively harmless, but the money to give them the care they need is lacking.

Do you want:

a - higher taxes and people locked away from view even though they've committed no crime?

b - a few harmless people talking to themselves?

Rapscallion

[Seanette]

So I get on the bus to go to work today. It's only *afterwards* that I realized I made a mistake. Towards the back of the bus there's a middle-aged woman yakking on and on and on in Spanish....to *no one*. And she would not shut up!! Another fed up passenger asked her to please be quiet, but there's no reasoning with people like that. So I got to listen that endless blather non-stop for the entire bus ride. Lucky me.


Does anyone else encounter crazy people like I do on a regular basis?
Just about every time I take public transit. Personal audio and reading material are my friends in this situation. ;)

The people chatting with invisible friends, I can cope with as long as they don't seem to be angry (the ones having heated arguments with said invisible companions do make me nervous). The time I wound up sitting across from a guy who looked very like Charles Manson (except taller and minus forehead swastika) was a bit unnerving, especially since there was no one else in that part of the train car. I solved that by moving to the other end of the car, where there were other, sane-seeming, people. (I do tend to move more toward saner-looking people, especially good-size men, if there's a worrying wacko on board.)

[Misanthropical]

I use to take the bus a lot when my big guy was a baby and all the weirdos always sat next to me and wanted to touch my baby. One tried to insist I let her hold him.

They would all get mad at me and call me a bitch, because I wouldn't let them touch or hold my baby. It was funny to hear them talk to their invisible friend about what a meanie I was for not letting them touch my baby.

I didn't let perfectly sane strangers touch my baby, so why would I let the wackos touch him?

[Spiffy McMoron]

Towards the back of the bus there's a middle-aged woman yakking on and on and on in Spanish....to *no one*.

I can't remember if this woman had a cell phone or not, but it was rush hour traffic on the bus, so it was packed. She gets on, and she already looked a little different due to her haircut-think Cameron Diaz in There's Something About Mary, and you've got a pretty good idea. Anyway, she get on the bus, we're all crammed in like sardines, and guess who start wailing away at top volume in Chinese? :rolleyes: To add to an odd situation, it wasn't that she was yelling at someone, it sounded more like she was belting out some sort of lullaby to her hearing-impaired grandchild. Weird.

[ArenaBoy]

When I was in NYC I saw a lot of crazies but the most memorable one was this hobo who talked to himself when he saw his reflection in store windows. I happen to be walking a little to close and my cousin who has lived in NYC for years pulled me away because there was something about the guy that freaked him out.

[Zombi]

I was in Clery's (big posh department store in Dublin) last week, and saw an old chap merrily carrying on a conversation with himself. I did have a look to make sure he didn't have a earpiece in, but nope, he was just talking to himself about shopping, and what he wanted to buy. It was quite cute, actually. :)

My powers of attraction aren't merely limited to carzy people, though - I attract all sorts. For some reason, people just talk to me. I don't know why, and I wish they'd stop. :(

[Rubyred]

My boyfriend and I were sitting at Barnes and Noble one day and we watched this woman have a full on conversation with herself.

She was speaking what I believe to be Portugese and she would literally ask herself questions and answer them.:eek:

It was rather amusing, but we kind of felt bad for her.:(

[MystyGlyttyr]

I've yet to meet anyone more twisted than I am.

But this "craziness" was one of my techniques when I was living in Little Rock. I had to walk about a mile home after work some nights, after dark, in a, well, not so nice neighborhood. So, I walked home, wandering in circles, staring into space, and babbling. Nonstop. Frequently getting into loud arguments with figments of my imagination. Once in a while stopping and screaming something random at the top of my lungs ("CARROT IN THE WALL EAT MY NOSTRIL!" etc.), then starting to skip and hum to myself quite cheerfully.

Man, not even the drug dealers would come within twenty feet of me. I never had any problem getting home. :lol:

[Misty]

I was riding the bus to work one day when a rather foul-smelling gentleman got on. Within seconds the whole bus smelled like a garbage dump. But wait, it got worse.

Suddenly, the stench changed from garbage to urine. The bus went up a rather steep hill, and a river of pee made its way down the bus. Needless to say, almost everyone got off at the next stop :runaway:

[Rahmota]

Misty Ewww! I think I would have gotten off in mid stop, with the bus moving or not.

I had a guy when I worked security that would wander along having a nice conversation with someone, or something only he could see. Maybe it was a Pooka? I dunno but he at least was harmless and happy in his own world.

I'll talk to myself sometimes too but its more of a thinking out loud thing.

[Seanette]

I've yet to meet anyone more twisted than I am.

But this "craziness" was one of my techniques when I was living in Little Rock. I had to walk about a mile home after work some nights, after dark, in a, well, not so nice neighborhood. So, I walked home, wandering in circles, staring into space, and babbling. Nonstop. Frequently getting into loud arguments with figments of my imagination. Once in a while stopping and screaming something random at the top of my lungs ("CARROT IN THE WALL EAT MY NOSTRIL!" etc.), then starting to skip and hum to myself quite cheerfully.

Man, not even the drug dealers would come within twenty feet of me. I never had any problem getting home. :lol:
I admire the creativity here. Wouldn't have the nerve to try it myself, but then you're a bolder personality than I am (and I mean that in a good way!).

[Geek King]

My boyfriend and I were sitting at Barnes and Noble one day and we watched this woman have a full on conversation with herself.

She was speaking what I believe to be Portugese and she would literally ask herself questions and answer them.:eek:

It was rather amusing, but we kind of felt bad for her.:(

Er...I do this all the time while working. It helps me sort my thoughts out, and identify if something sounds absurd. So, of course, I catch myself doing it while grocery shopping too.

Me: Hmmm, what would you like to eat tonight Geek King?
Me: Dunno, maybe I should break out the grill tonight.
Me: Pepperjack and Hamburger it is!

But then, I'll freely admit there's something wrong in my head. :lol:

[protege]

Me: Hmmm, what would you like to eat tonight Geek King?
Me: Dunno, maybe I should break out the grill tonight.
Me: Pepperjack and Hamburger it is!

LOL I do things like that too! I'll be at the hobby shop, pick up a kit...and "I wonder if a V8 will fit in there" or "this is freaking awesome." Usually, it freaks out some of the more annoying patrons :devil:

And no, I'm not normal. Normal is boring and sucky. I'd rather be "naturally goofy." Trust me, it's more fun that way :p

[Spiffy McMoron]

And no, I'm not normal. Normal is boring and sucky. I'd rather be "naturally goofy." Trust me, it's more fun that way :p

Everybody must do one crazy thing per day in order to stay sane.
-Spiffy McMoron

[ArenaBoy]

Er...I do this all the time while working. It helps me sort my thoughts out, and identify if something sounds absurd. So, of course, I catch myself doing it while grocery shopping too.

Me: Hmmm, what would you like to eat tonight Geek King?
Me: Dunno, maybe I should break out the grill tonight.
Me: Pepperjack and Hamburger it is!



I do that too at times, but the worse is when it comes to books or albums.

And who said normal is good? Being weird is awesome and it puts a perspective on things.

[Rubyred]

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Me: Hmmm, what would you like to eat tonight Geek King?
Me: Dunno, maybe I should break out the grill tonight.
Me: Pepperjack and Hamburger it is!

:lol:

No no thats normal. I do that too. This woman was laughing at her own jokes and carrying on a complete conversation with herself. It was interesting.:lol:

[Tanasi]

A cow-irker of mine says the following:

Talking to yourself isn't bad.
Answering yourself isn't bad.
But when you say "Huh what'd you say" look out.

This guy has conversations with himself, sometimes it sounds like two or three different people in his office.