Daily weirdness of others

heldel00

PARlance wrote: »

We had a Phantom Picker in work, probably not as bad as a ****ter but pretty rank all the same. They would have a good auld pick of their nose while sitting on the throne and then deposit / wipe their dirty snot on the wall.... after a few weeks there was a field of dried green snot on the wall.

I cracked one day and sent an "all staff" email asking the Phantom Picker to cease his harvesting. The email worked, god bless the poor cleaning lady that had to tackle the wall though.

My sister's ex used to pick his nose and rub his snots down the side of the leather couch. When we moved into our new house we inherited the couch because we were stony broke. Old snot dries like concrete. It was impossible to clean off. Dirty fecker

Aglomerado

LouD2016 wrote: »

I work in civil service so you can imagine the weirdness that goes on here

There is one lady that barks out the window at colleagues that go walking on lunch break...

I'm a CS too... Had a colleague a few years ago who, when asked why there were sweet wrappers on his desk, replied "each one is a memory!" Another guy used to bring in the papers every morning and sit at his desk for an hour reading them, then leave them on the floor. A HEO came running over with something urgent, stood on the newspaper, skidded across the floor and nearly went flying out the window!!!!

IamtheWalrus

hoodini89 wrote: »

My ex-housemate was the strangest chap.

- He had a bed in his own room but he slept on a mattress on the ground.

- My bedroom was beside the bathroom. His daily showers consisted of him singing the same song (Seven Nation Army) in particular the line 'I'm going to Wichita'.
When finished his shower I'd hear him jump out of the shower/bath with his 2 feet together, a big thud. (Most people use one leg at a time I'm guessing when getting out.)

That's brilliant.

Ayuntamiento

I work with a collection of single men in their early 40s whose BMI/general appearance is what you'd expect of single, middle-aged guys who like booze, fags, gambling and general 'banter with the lads'. In spite of this, they spend their entire time hitting on attractive co-workers in their early 20s. And they actually think they have a chance with them too.

I can't think of anything weirder than a man who persists in that kind of delusion!

casscass4444

hoodini89 wrote: »

My ex-housemate was the strangest chap.

- He had a bed in his own room but he slept on a mattress on the ground.

- My bedroom was beside the bathroom. His daily showers consisted of him singing the same song (Seven Nation Army) in particular the line 'I'm going to Wichita'.
When finished his shower I'd hear him jump out of the shower/bath with his 2 feet together, a big thud. (Most people use one leg at a time I'm guessing when getting out.)

In fairness at least he showered every day.cant have been that weird.its the ones who don't wash you have to worry about.
Shared a house with one lad in college.4 of us in the house never any bother until this grade a cabbage turned up.
He moved in to the house and once in he never left the sitting room.always there.worst part though was he was stink as a sewer rat.only took a shower once every 2 weeks or so and when he did he used to put some kind of e45 cream all over the bathroom.there was tubs of the stuff everywhere.
Couldn't use the bathroom after him.
Ended up taking showers in the gym instead of using the sewer rats shower.
Sharing with your seven nations army lad sounds grand!!

WHIP IT!

Ayuntamiento wrote: »

I work with a collection of single men in their early 40s whose BMI/general appearance is what you'd expect of single, middle-aged guys who like booze, fags, gambling and general 'banter with the lads'. In spite of this, they spend their entire time hitting on attractive co-workers in their early 20s. And they actually think they have a chance with them too.

I can't think of anything weirder than a man who persists in that kind of delusion!

An alarmingly... alarmingly... common (and stomach-churning) phenomenon...

lawred2

nookie wrote: »

Few years ago when my gf was in college she used to rent a room in a house owned an older single lady who by all accounts led quite a lonely existence. To counter this she had a tiny little rat dog thing that she would talk incessantly to all day and make cups of tea for etc.

But that's not the weird bit - oh no....

...transpired that every Christmas she would take the dog down to the local shopping centre to let the dog have it's photo taken with Santa Claus. This picture would then be framed and hung up somewhere in the house.


Still to this day the most tragic sight that I can possibly imagine is this woman standing in line surrounded by familys and screaming kids etc - just her and her wee dog waiting to see Santa.

A bit sad after reading that

Gunslinger92

nookie wrote: »

Few years ago when my gf was in college she used to rent a room in a house owned an older single lady who by all accounts led quite a lonely existence. To counter this she had a tiny little rat dog thing that she would talk incessantly to all day and make cups of tea for etc.

But that's not the weird bit - oh no....

...transpired that every Christmas she would take the dog down to the local shopping centre to let the dog have it's photo taken with Santa Claus. This picture would then be framed and hung up somewhere in the house.


Still to this day the most tragic sight that I can possibly imagine is this woman standing in line surrounded by familys and screaming kids etc - just her and her wee dog waiting to see Santa.

Did your gf live in santry by any chance? Sounds like my first landlord, horrible witch of a woman

nookie

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cbreeze

Hercule Poirot wrote: »

It does boggle the mind - I cannot recall how many times I've gone to use the toilet at work only to find the actual seat covered in piss, and not just one or two spots here or there but the entire seat covered, all the way around, in piss - but that's not weird, it's plain disgusting

Here's a little poem to put up on the wall:

************

If you sprinkle when you tinkle
Be a sweetie and wipe the seatie:)

************

RebelButtMunch

anna080 wrote: »

I used to work with a girl who would eat a whole red pepper for her lunch and bite into it like it was an apple

I worked with a guy who would put a have a thick slice of white onion smothered in mustard sambo for lunch. My sinuses are tingling just thinking about it

MadDog76

anna080 wrote: »

I used to work with a girl who would eat a whole red pepper for her lunch and bite into it like it was an apple

My kids do that with whole peppers (of all colours but their favourite is red), whole cucumbers, whole carrots and even whole heads of lettuce.
I have no idea why they have this obsession with raw vegetables but, weird or not, I don't discourage them!

4Ad

foxy farmer wrote: »

When it comes to toilet manners some people are absolutely shocking. I often wonder what the home jax would be like after seeing some of the public displays.

I bet they wouldn't do it at home....

Autonomous Cowherd

I worked (for my sins) as an Industrial toilet cleaner for a period of several months in the long, long distant past. For some one with a (small, but quite reasonable to my mind) 'thing' about germs (ie me) it was an enlightening experience. People's nasty weirdness is just about kept in check by the fetters of so-called decent society. On their own, on the throne, I have learned from up close experience, they revert to the beasts they truly are. :rolleyes:

The J Stands for Jay

IK09 wrote: »

This isnt something I have experience of, but one of my friends works with someone he refers to as "The Phantom".

The story goes back years with a friend who filled me in on the situation over a pint. He works in a large medical device company in Galway and one day while making the trip to the leithris, he enters a cubicle. Someone has filled the toilet with toilet paper and proceeded to take a massive dump on top of the toilet paper, not only rendering the toilet unusable, leaving a terrible mess for the cleaning staff, but stinking the place up.

I learned the story from him quite early on. He was scarred by his experience. He understood, that there was a certain amount of "two fingers up" to the company in this act, but could not get his head around why the person felt the need to punish others also.

A month later I get a text, it read "it happened again", I needed no further explanation, the 3 words could mean only one thing. Again, we met for a pint and he still cant get his head around it. Why does he have to smell this persons sh1te when he goes into the bathroom he asks himself.

When it happened for the third time, he denounced this man and gave him the title "The Phantom". He swore that he would find him. He studied his habits, taking note of the weeks, days, and times that "The Phantom" struck, but to no avail, there was no pattern. He struck as and when he pleased. Sometimes leaving months between his exploits, sometimes, only days.

It got to the stage where when redundancies and severance packages were being offered, my friend was less concerned with the possibility of losing his job, than he was that "The Phantom" might lose his before he caught him.

My friend has become obsessed. Like an old detective trying to solve a case. The most disturbing thing about the scenario is that as he walks into the toilet, the scent invades his nostrils. He can smell that "The Phantom" has acted before he even enters the cubicle to get visual confirmation.

To this day, almost 3 years later, I still receive the mandatory text that "The Phantom" has struck. To his distress, "The Phantom" remains at large.

I have the same thing happening in my office in Dublin, called 'the Phantom Dumper". He's been so prolific that management have sent emails on the subject.

stateofflux

McGaggs wrote: »

I have the same thing happening in my office in Dublin, called 'the Phantom Dumper". He's been so prolific that management have sent emails on the subject.

Well at least there is a log of the activity

*coat grabbed*

The J Stands for Jay

stateofflux wrote: »

Well at least there is a log of the activity

*coat grabbed*

No, but they put up notices explaining how to use the toilet...

bottlebrush

McGaggs wrote: »

No, but they put up notices explaining how to use the toilet...

we had similar problem in small company I once worked in. put up signs. it still continued. got to the bottom of it eventually. turned out the perpetrator couldn't read.

Sklarker

Collie D wrote:

Have read 16 pages and all the way through I am racking my brain trying to think of odd things people I know do each day and came up with nothing.

Collie D wrote:

This no doubt means that I am the office weirdo

Ha was thinking the same thing. They say in every game of poker there is one sucker and if you can't figure out who it is then it's you - I guess the same thing applies to weirdo behaviour!

cazzer22

We had a bit of an issue in work with people stealing food from the fridge and helping themselves to people's lunches. So strange because it would be so obvious. Things weren't left the way they had been, crumbs everywhere and also huge chunks of butter missing from butter containers. Whoever it is, sort it out and buy your own things ya weirdos.

Butters1979

This is one I do and it drives everyone I know mad.

Every meal I have I don't finish. Not that I'm full. I always leave the very end of each different item on the plate. I can't explain it. For example if I have a fry, one small bit of egg, tomatoe, pudding and sausage and a few beans and the a crust of toast will be left on the plate. But only of the last piece. So if I had two sausages and two eggs and two toast, I'd finish the first one of each completely but leave a very small, less that bite sized piece of the second one every time without fail. This goes for anything I eat.

I don't know why I do this or when I started. Does anyone here have a theory?

PMBC

FizzleSticks wrote: »

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I laughed to coughing at that. It sounds like something form California in the 70s.
I wonder is he on something (magical and legal)

PMBC

Mountainsandh wrote: »

I live in a rural area. Outside the local village, I used to see a couple with a beautiful dog many times when going to town. They'd often be in the same spot coming back from town.

The woman has the dog on a short lead, she stands a few feet away from the car. The man is either in the car, or leaning on it outside.

So it looks like they're just about to go for a walk, or the woman is, at least.

Except they never do. I always see them like that, in the same spot outside the village. I have never seen the woman further than a few feet from the car with the dog.

Now they have changed spots. I see them up the mountain road, there is a crossroad sort of spot with lovely scenery. It would be flat and very easy to walk even just a little bit along the road, but I've just seen them standing there, the woman always a few feet away from the car.

Maybe they're not very mobile and they just want the dog to get some fresh air I don't know. At first I thought they were training the dog to be good when cars passed by. But that's been going on more than a year now.

I haven't seen them in a while, but I don't travel the road regularly enough to tell if they're taking a break from standing there or what.

The dog is a very striking collie type dog (but I don't think it's collie exactly).

They're probably using multiple holograms. Its an experiment, you know.

bottlebrush

worked one time with a girl who finished every sentence with the words 'sort of'. she used to say it so fast that when I first met her I thought she was saying 'sod off'. also came across a chap one time who finished his sentences with the words 'type a thing' (type of thing).

Big Nasty

Butters1979 wrote: »

This is one I do and it drives everyone I know mad.

Every meal I have I don't finish. Not that I'm full. I always leave the very end of each different item on the plate. I can't explain it. For example if I have a fry, one small bit of egg, tomatoe, pudding and sausage and a few beans and the a crust of toast will be left on the plate. But only of the last piece. So if I had two sausages and two eggs and two toast, I'd finish the first one of each completely but leave a very small, less that bite sized piece of the second one every time without fail. This goes for anything I eat.

I don't know why I do this or when I started. Does anyone here have a theory?

Insanity - that's the best bit of any meal! :eek:

Barry Badrinath

Theres a guy in a place I used to work and he has some quite quirky mannerisms.

He wears the same clothes everyday, not in a smelly b*stard way but in an OCD type of way. He must have 5 pairs of the same trousers, shirt etc. He walks very straight and proper, robotlike.

Theres a canteen area and at 11am he sits at the same spot with the same table of women, doesnt interact with any lads at all which is fair enough.

Anyway, he has the same thing at 11am break. A Yop / Actimel type drinky yoghurt thing. He drinks it in one gulp then spends 10 minutes with his head tilted back and tongue buried in it. He taps the bottom of it and rotates the fcuk out of it to get every remaining bit out. Then tongue pokes it for a few more minutes.

Its "normal" to everyone else but when I got there I was like "look at this feckin nutjob, id say he'd be deadly with a d1ck" face on me.

He then takes out a thin sandwich from his ziplock bag and eats it systematically. Once thats done, he folds the ziplock bag in half 4 times and places it into his shirt pocket and leaves it there all day.

He does this every day.

Its annoying

bottlebrush

Senor Fancy Pants wrote: »

Theres a guy in a place I used to work and he has some quite quirky mannerisms.

He wears the same clothes everyday, not in a smelly b*stard way but in an OCD type of way. He must have 5 pairs of the same trousers, shirt etc. He walks very straight and proper, robotlike.

Theres a canteen area and at 11am he sits at the same spot with the same table of women, doesnt interact with any lads at all which is fair enough.

Anyway, he has the same thing at 11am break. A Yop / Actimel type drinky yoghurt thing. He drinks it in one gulp then spends 10 minutes with his head tilted back and tongue buried in it. He taps the bottom of it and rotates the fcuk out of it to get every remaining bit out. Then tongue pokes it for a few more minutes.

Its "normal" to everyone else but when I got there I was like "look at this feckin nutjob, id say he'd be deadly with a d1ck" face on me.

He then takes out a thin sandwich from his ziplock bag and eats it systematically. Once thats done, he folds the ziplock bag in half 4 times and places it into his shirt pocket and leaves it there all day.

He does this every day.

Its annoying

sounds like Mr bean

starfruit2510

I worked with a girl who bought her lunch on way to work every morning, brown soda bread, tomatoes, butter, cheese and ham, she would use 2 slices of bread, ham and cheese, tiny bit of butter and bin the rest, every single day

TheWarChicken

It's interesting how many of these are food related.

jamesbere

bottlebrush wrote: »

sounds like Mr bean

It actually does, wonder does he drive a green mini

cantdecide

Not really weird, just thick really but it ties in with the common toilet theme; I used to work in a warehouse and we'd all knock off for lunch at the same time but there was only a couple of toilets sinks in the gents - one of the guys realised that instead of peeing and then washing his hands like those us that would, if he washed his hands then took a leak, he wouldn't have to wait his turn... genius.

lawred2

I can be really odd about taking or making phone calls.. Sometimes I simply hate when my phone rings. If I had to talk to someone I'd nearly prefer to get in the car and go to them.

Special Circumstances

cantdecide wrote: »

Not really weird, just thick really but it ties in with the common toilet theme; I used to work in a warehouse and we'd all knock off for lunch at the same time but there was only a couple of toilets sinks in the gents - one of the guys realised that instead of peeing and then washing his hands like those us that would, if he washed his hands then took a leak, he wouldn't have to wait his turn... genius.

If this was limerick and there was more than one at it then we worked in the same place !

Bambi985

Senor Fancy Pants wrote: »

Theres a guy in a place I used to work and he has some quite quirky mannerisms.

He wears the same clothes everyday, not in a smelly b*stard way but in an OCD type of way. He must have 5 pairs of the same trousers, shirt etc. He walks very straight and proper, robotlike.

Theres a canteen area and at 11am he sits at the same spot with the same table of women, doesnt interact with any lads at all which is fair enough.

Anyway, he has the same thing at 11am break. A Yop / Actimel type drinky yoghurt thing. He drinks it in one gulp then spends 10 minutes with his head tilted back and tongue buried in it. He taps the bottom of it and rotates the fcuk out of it to get every remaining bit out. Then tongue pokes it for a few more minutes.

Its "normal" to everyone else but when I got there I was like "look at this feckin nutjob, id say he'd be deadly with a d1ck" face on me.

He then takes out a thin sandwich from his ziplock bag and eats it systematically. Once thats done, he folds the ziplock bag in half 4 times and places it into his shirt pocket and leaves it there all day.

He does this every day.

Its annoying

Sounds like a serial killer.

Junkyard Tom

I know a guy who pretends he has Terminator vision when he's driving and sometimes even hums the theme tune while he's doing it.








Me.

peckerhead

Senor Fancy Pants wrote: »

Theres a guy (...) sits at the same spot with the same table of women, doesnt interact with any lads at all (...) Actimel type drinky yoghurt thing. He drinks it in one gulp then spends 10 minutes with his head tilted back and tongue buried in it. He taps the bottom of it and rotates the fcuk out of it to get every remaining bit out. Then tongue pokes it for a few more minutes.

Maybe you should ask the ladies what they all see in him?

Darkglasses

osarusan wrote: »

Cycling home occasionally morphs into a stage in the Tour De France, in which I manage to execute a ride of such tactical ingenuity and incredible stamina that even the most seasoned observers of competitive cycling are simply stunned.

Do you take both hands off the bars to celebrate when you arrive home too?

Feeling sad!

Senor Fancy Pants wrote: »

Theres a guy in a place I used to work and he has some quite quirky mannerisms.

He wears the same clothes everyday, not in a smelly b*stard way but in an OCD type of way. He must have 5 pairs of the same trousers, shirt etc. He walks very straight and proper, robotlike.

Theres a canteen area and at 11am he sits at the same spot with the same table of women, doesnt interact with any lads at all which is fair enough.

Anyway, he has the same thing at 11am break. A Yop / Actimel type drinky yoghurt thing. He drinks it in one gulp then spends 10 minutes with his head tilted back and tongue buried in it. He taps the bottom of it and rotates the fcuk out of it to get every remaining bit out. Then tongue pokes it for a few more minutes.

Its "normal" to everyone else but when I got there I was like "look at this feckin nutjob, id say he'd be deadly with a d1ck" face on me.

He then takes out a thin sandwich from his ziplock bag and eats it systematically. Once thats done, he folds the ziplock bag in half 4 times and places it into his shirt pocket and leaves it there all day.

He does this every day.

Its annoying

Just don't look at the guy! You sound easily irritated :P. I understand the ones where it's in your face annoying but he seems to be minding his own beeswax.

Barry Badrinath

Feeling sad! wrote: »

Just don't look at the guy! You sound easily irritated :P. I understand the ones where it's in your face annoying but he seems to be minding his own beeswax.

Im not there anymore but he was always in my line of sight.

Plus....its an appropriate contribution to this thread.

Now stop irritating me.

Feeling sad!

Senor Fancy Pants wrote: »

Im not there anymore but he was always in my line of sight.

Plus....its an appropriate contribution to this thread.

Now stop irritating me.

Anyone have a yop?

fineso.mom

Digital Solitude wrote: »

I don't think people know about it. Pain in the tits until someone explained it to me.

And I'd be one of those weirdos that digs straight into the settings to see what there is, never knew it existed.

About 3/4 ways down for anyone wondering.

Works on touch too

Three years I've been on this site...THREE full years. Always use touch and get annoyed reading big threads and loading a new page. THREE F##KING YEARS!!
I'd bake you a cake if this wasn't an anonymous internet site and you might live miles away and also you could be a crazy person. But thanks....3 years!

Digital Solitude

fineso.mom wrote: »

Three years I've been on this site...THREE full years. Always use touch and get annoyed reading big threads and loading a new page. THREE F##KING YEARS!!
I'd bake you a cake if this wasn't an anonymous internet site and you might live miles away and also you could be a crazy person. But thanks....3 years!

I'm a crazy person but I like the sentiment

bottlebrush

zerks wrote: »

I must be in the same place,a few of us having a conversation and boom...."you never guess what my kids did",we don't care mate,you ask us the same thing every day and ruin our conversation. Talk about something more interesting, we aren't in a parenting class.

not only does this happen at the table in our canteen it goes on all day at our desks. I'm currently training in two people and every few minutes they start up a chat about their kids, their childminders, the goings on at school, the contents of the nappies and on and on it goes all day and it's a full time job bringing them back on topic then I'm back on course and another one from a nearby desk comes over to fill us all in on the minute details of her upcoming wedding plans. I'm near breaking point. I'm going mad Ted!
a time and a place folks. a time and a place!

Ayuntamiento

bottlebrush wrote: »

not only does this happen at the table in our canteen it goes on all day at our desks. I'm currently training in two people and every few minutes they start up a chat about their kids, their childminders, the goings on at school, the contents of the nappies and on and on it goes all day and it's a full time job bringing them back on topic then I'm back on course and another one from a nearby desk comes over to fill us all in on the minute details of her upcoming wedding plans. I'm near breaking point. I'm going mad Ted!
a time and a place folks. a time and a place!

I couldn't agree more with this. I worked with a mother of 2 young children a couple of years ago and she somehow thought it appropriate to come into work and give explicit details of their rank and disgusting nappy contents every other day.

Obviously some part of your brain dies when you enter parenthood and you forget how to have socially appropriate conversations with your peers.

lawred2

Ayuntamiento wrote: »

I couldn't agree more with this. I worked with a mother of 2 young children a couple of years ago and she somehow thought it appropriate to come into work and give explicit details of their rank and disgusting nappy contents every other day.

Obviously some part of your brain dies when you enter parenthood and you forget how to have socially appropriate conversations with your peers.

Obviously.

Mountainsandh

fineso.mom wrote: »

Three years I've been on this site...THREE full years. Always use touch and get annoyed reading big threads and loading a new page. THREE F##KING YEARS!!
I'd bake you a cake if this wasn't an anonymous internet site and you might live miles away and also you could be a crazy person. But thanks....3 years!

Meh.
I tried that setting it was driving me mad actually. Much prefer concise pages. I'm on laptop, maybe that's why. Shorter makes it easier to remember where specific posts are.

IK09

Ayuntamiento wrote: »

bottlebrush wrote: »

not only does this happen at the table in our canteen it goes on all day at our desks. I'm currently training in two people and every few minutes they start up a chat about their kids, their childminders, the goings on at school, the contents of the nappies and on and on it goes all day and it's a full time job bringing them back on topic then I'm back on course and another one from a nearby desk comes over to fill us all in on the minute details of her upcoming wedding plans. I'm near breaking point. I'm going mad Ted!
a time and a place folks. a time and a place!

I couldn't agree more with this. I worked with a mother of 2 young children a couple of years ago and she somehow thought it appropriate to come into work and give explicit details of their rank and disgusting nappy contents every other day.

Obviously some part of your brain dies when you enter parenthood and you forget how to have socially appropriate conversations with your peers.

I do this to my friends just to annoy them. Theres a group of about 12 of us and we all have that kind of relationship where we grew up together so all we do is annoy each other.

Anyway, if one of them says "Im really tired", I'll say "jesus man, wait until you have kids, you don't even know the meaning of the word tired". DrIves some of them mental hahaha. The others know I'm just looking for a rise.

Im younger than most of the lads and one of them questioned why I had a kid at a young age by choice....so I sent him pics of dirty nappies for anot 2 weeks.

razorblunt

cantdecide wrote: »

Not really weird, just thick really but it ties in with the common toilet theme; I used to work in a warehouse and we'd all knock off for lunch at the same time but there was only a couple of toilets sinks in the gents - one of the guys realised that instead of peeing and then washing his hands like those us that would, if he washed his hands then took a leak, he wouldn't have to wait his turn... genius.

Jean Claude Van Damme does this, though he maintains its for hygiene due to not knowing what folks were up to with their hands befoe you met them.

It was on a tv show once, I haven't been following him into the loo!

Cantona's Collars

IK09 wrote: »

I do this to my friends just to annoy them. Theres a group of about 12 of us and we all have that kind of relationship where we grew up together so all we do is annoy each other.

Anyway, if one of them says "Im really tired", I'll say "jesus man, wait until you have kids, you don't even know the meaning of the word tired". DrIves some of them mental hahaha. The others know I'm just looking for a rise.

Im younger than most of the lads and one of them questioned why I had a kid at a young age by choice....so I sent him pics of dirty nappies for anot 2 weeks.

At least you do it for the craic,we have this inane chatter inflicted on us however lately we find that if we ignore it or rapidly change the subject he gets up and wanders around the place inspecting other people's work even though it has nothing to do with him.Oh I nearly forgot to mention his obsession with bad news,if it's not kids updates it's telling us about death and illness.

phelixoflaherty

Big chats in the canteen every day about GAA bog ball and all the big MIN who were playing