Weekend of Sept 8-9 2001, went to a house party in long island NY with some friends from our then-town in upstate NY. Friends mom, our ride, ended up on a crack binge and the party house started getting, uhh sketchy. So four of us got out of there on foot walking down train tracks, pooled funds for a train to at least get back to NYC try to hop our train back up north somehow.
This was middle of the night Sunday the 9th, and we headed to the old liberty park after my friend in area didn’t answer his door. Slept in the park one block from WTC and had my brother upstate wire us money for the train, which we took after WALKING from wall street to grand central (no money). We got back upstate Sept 10, and the following morning 9/11 happened. My friend and I were the type to have been helping people get out of the buildings, he is a firefighter now, one of the others is a nurse.
My ex.
A bit too late to dodge
Came to say “ex” too. We split when engaged and before married, so yes, bullet dodged. We went our own ways before legal/financial/possible children complicated things.
That makes sense! Good on you
Maybe 9mm?
Edit: never been in a shooting, but maybe only because i dodged all the bullets?
“Why do they call him the bullet dodger?” “Because he dodges bullets, Avi”
"“Wots in the car?”
“4 seats and a steering wheel”
On that note:
Most likely 7.62 x 39 for myself.
Was walking down a sidewalk, roughly 100 to 50 feet from a stationary group of people, when a car slowed to a near stop and unloaded on them.
It looked like some kind of Draco, AK-pistol type of weapon, but I did not get the best look, as I was rather preoccupied with jumping into some bushes and then sprinting away.
do you - by any chance - live in the greatest of all nations, the US of A?
Yep.
Bullet Bill on Mario Kart
9/11 happened a couple weeks after my family and I got back to California from vacation at Disney World and it always felt like we dodged possibly being on a hijacked flight.
This is overly dramatic. It’s not like you were on the same flight number, but the day before.
My uncle was sent from Canada to South Korea in 1983, to help with their CANDU nuclear reactors.
He flew on Korean airlines flight 007, a week before that same flight was shot down by the Soviet Union.
Went looking for mushrooms in the woods with some friends. A few meters off a trail we found a rusty metal pipe sticking out of the ground. Looked like someone threw some chemical waste out. We tried to open it, to pull it out, we put a stick in (I get sweaty palms writing this down right now) and smelled the strange liquid. It didn’t work so we went home. One friend send the location to the local waste authority. They called a day later, it was a phosphorus bomb dropped by the British during WW2, it was still active and had to be defused. Fuck me! This was not deep in the woods, people walked by in plain sight for decades.
Omigod.
was almost beaten to death by 20 people, it was some gang fude, one of my friends punched some gang member in the face, because he bullied him some time ago
I didn’t dodge the bullet, but give it that day, the moment I shot the first gang member, the others ran away (this was in europe and I was the only one armed)
I love the Americans in this thread answering the question literally
Russian military draft.
How did you do it? Must be crazy to look back at it with all the things that happened in mind.
Nice try, KGB
A lot of moving around, not knowing what city or country I will be at next week.
Was a wild ride for sure, glad I was fortunate and persistent enough to find a place I can tentatively call home again ❣️
I’m glad you made it!
Not having children with my (now) ex-wife. Thankfully found out her true nature before that happened. I don’t know what I’d do if I had to co-parent with her and deal with her on a regular basis. So I’m thankful I could just split our shit 50/50 and then forget I ever knew her.
Haven’t told anyone this and it’s peanuts compared to other stories, but I was driving home the other night and had to stop quickly at a red light. I didn’t “have” to but it was that perfect timing of “do I squeeze through and the guy turning left shakes his fist, or do I stop (noone behind or in front of me) and just chill.”
So I stopped, and holy shit an 8’ square tube of steel I’d had strapped to the rack of my truck launched itself into the intersection, clattering to the ground 30’ away.
Nobody noticed. Not the lady in the lane to my right, not anyone driving cross traffic (they all started driving by it like it wasn’t there) and not even the guys coming towards me turning left, who did drive over it.
I could have killed someone. If there had been a car in front of me I could have been the villian in a real life horror movie… Like that video of the guy who’s mother gets killed in the passenger seat beside him when a brick comes through the windshield.
I don’t believe in God. But fuck me, if I never win a lottery ticket or raffle or even a coin toss again I’ll still consider myself damn fucking lucky.
Stupid. And there wasn’t a reason for it… I checked those straps before I left that day. Something about the rain and I don’t know what caused it to come loose. But I didn’t have to be carrying that thing around. I was just lazy and storing it there until I could use it.
I’m sorry to everyone. And I’m so lucky noone was hurt.
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Riding a motor scooter through an intersection, I hear a giant crash behind me.
Turn around and I see a Jeep on its side in the lane I had turned from.
If I had been about 2 seconds slower, I wouldn’t be here to tell this story.
Oh yeah, Jeeps do that.
“It’s a Jeep thing; you wouldn’t understand”
Large outlet center on interstate 40 in North Carolina between two metropolitan areas needed a Spanish translator. I applied and interviewed, having spent significant time working IT jobs in South America. They asked if I spoke Mexican. I said no, I am working proficient in Spanish. They said sorry, they were looking for someone who spoke Mexican.
Oh I know a guy who speaks Mexican. This cop. (3s)
Realistically, I’d say my worst in recent memory was nearly getting smoked by a red light runner at some stroad intersection. Only thing that saved me was my own incompetence; I believe I was dicking around on my phone waiting for my turn at the light, and that hesitation delayed me just enough to not get wrecked.
The one I’m more likely to tell people in a casual conversation is nearly accepting a job as a professional Salesforce consultant.
