I had a customer tell me his daughter died in a car accident. I was cashing him out when he suddenly asked if I text and drive, which I denied. Then he said he lost his daughter because of that and left.

Someone handing me a briefcase and saying.. [spoiler]you know what to do[/spoiler]

Had some little angry weird guy mumbling things to himself walk by me in San Francisco then suddenly stopped, turned and said "sorry". Then he took a couple of more steps and then stopped, turned and said "f*ck you". I didn't know what to do or say as the whole situation was a bit bizarre.

new, better story: I was in a Walmart and some woman who was screaming at a care bear asked me if my mom was my biological mother and also if my hair was black. Um, if my hair was black, there’s no way I’d dye it this color.

You're pretty cute

In my home village when I was like 13 there was some crazy old man. Like 70 or 80 years old. His house burned down and he lived in a trailer (only one in the middle class village). I was on my bicycle driving on the street and he yelled at me "The cars are gonna ejaculate into your ass" (loosely translated). Another time I wore sunglasses and he asked me if I feel cool. Also there was some rarted really fat guy like 50, always on a small moped showing the middle finger to everyone and yelling weird stuff I couldn't understand.

Back in highschool some guy ran up to me and shouted, "Did you hear? Dumbledore dies!" And then walked down the hall shouting it to other strangers... I never saw that guy again...

Some kid in an online game got mad at me for camping. He pmed me about 50 times calling me ugly, racist, and poor, and then proceeded to tell me I had a "bent hairline." I still have no clue what that was supposed to mean.

Get in my van.

When I was younger, my mom and I went into a Walmart (in the not so good part of the city we lived in.) This is no joke, but there was a spot in the parking lot where I assume hookers hung out at, becasue some nasty looking ladies always waited outside their cars at night, only to have other cars come up, and they would gt in and leave. Anyway, back to the point, we were in said Walmart (don't know why she picked this one to go to) we were in the produce isle. My mom told me to go get a cucumber. So I ran back to go gt one. It was a little awkward running back to my mom with the cucumber because this must have been the biggest damn cucumber i had ever seen in my life. Thing was long. As I was running back to my mom, these two, really, REALLY sketchy, run down looking woman walked by me. I mean they looked like they had been rode hard and kicked out. One of them looks at the cucumber I was holding and I shit you not, started licking her lips and said "oooooooooh boy, why don't you go ahead and give me that cucumber?" with a really strange look in her eye. Now this shocked the shit out of me as I was about 11-12 years old I think. I had a general idea at the time what she was referring to when saying that to me, but what made what she said so weird, was how she looked and how she was looking at me and the cucumber. Hands down the most strange experience with a stranger I have ever had.

True story and long. If you want to read it, click the spoiler. [spoiler]This happened in the late 80's, maybe early 90's. My buddy and I were about 13 or 14 and we had earned money mowing the neighbor lady's yard. We got permission from our folks to walk down the road to the gas station and get a soda and an ice cream. As we are walking back, this old dude stops and offers us a ride, does the whole, "I know your dad" routine to my buddy. My buddy starts to get in and the guy starts moving all these old ass porn magazines off the front seat. I happen to notice that the floorboard in the back is covered in more of these magazines, like literally all the way up to the seat. He starts telling us that he needs our help to move a few things and he will pay us each $5 and we can look at all the magazines we want, even take 1 home with us. If we want, he will drive us by the house to make sure it is ok with his dad first, but he is sure he will not mind, since they work together and his dad said he should ask us to help him. I ask my buddy if he knows the guy and he says he thinks he has seen him give his dad a ride home from work before, because the old Ford LTD looks familiar. So we jump in and go off to this dude's house. We get there and the house has even more of these old ass porn magazines piled all over the place. He walks us back to the back room and tells us he needs us what to move and where. Now right before he starts, he tells us that if we want to take off our shirts to keep them clean, it is ok, since we are alone. It is at this point the creep meter starts to actually decide to work. We say nah, we do want to get sweat on any of his stuff. As we are moving stuff, we start to realize he is staring at us, very intently. Suddenly he starts asking us about our girlfriends, are we virgins, have we ever made out with a girl, etc. Normally, we this point we would have started bragging about the millions of babes we have bedded and the usual bullshit. We just keep quiet and stick to yes and no answers. Next he asks if we have ever made out with each other and of course, we quickly puff up and tell him we are not gay and that is sick (it was a different time back then). This old perv starts telling us to take our pants off or he will tell everyone we are little queers. We were scared shitless, this old guy was scary looking as all hell, but he did not realize we both had knives on us. So as he is throwing insults and threats at us, as well as telling us what he is going to do to us, he is walking towards us. We pop out our pocket knives and start slashing at him. He screams and backs off and we run for the door. I do not think we actually cut him and I am amazed we did not cut each other. We ran and ran, no idea where we were and scared out of our minds. Hiding from any big boat of a car, until we saw a cop and where we were from, you did NOT talk to the cops, but we did that day. They never found the guy though.[/spoiler]

I do not have time to explain, why I don’t have time to explain.