A Reddit user called Gerbadagin tells a horrifying story of how his ex-wife was trying to kill him by altering his medication. “My ex wife, who was a registered nurse, manipulated my prescriptions. She changed the dosage, and called the prescription to Walgreens as though she were my physician.
“The DEA investigated, and all they could find out was that it was a woman’s voice who called in the prescription. I got very sick from it, and when I realized what was happening I left, and asked for a divorce. Her attorney placed a restraining order on the $250,000 life insurance policy I had with her as beneficiary. And I was forced to pay the premiums until the divorce was final. That was 10 years ago. I will never remarry, or even be in a relationship.”
“At the end of High School we had senior night at Disneyland. It’s kind of like one last huge party in which various local graduating senior classes rent out the park. Anyway, me and my buddies are walking around having a pretty great time and decide to get on some rides. I’m in line for Pirates of the Caribbean when I feel someone’s hand slide into my back pocket and cup my ass while another hand grabs my crotch.”
“I was pretty ‘WTF’ when i turned and saw this girl in line by herself, butch haircut, breath smelling like some kind of medicine or something, probably just dropped. She looks me dead in the eye and says, ’I’m so horny right now, do you want me to suck you off on the ride?’, revealing a grotesque smile. I look at her, my friends, back at her. We get on the ride. Now I get a boner whenever I ride Pirates of the Caribbean.” Story by UndergroundElectric
This next story comes from a user called Deijavu. “Two summers ago, I was traveling through California and stopped in Huntington Beach for drinks with friends. We walked into this bar, and were moving towards the back tables, when I nearly ran head-on into this older lady, 50+, who gave me the I’m checking you out right now and I want you to know it look up and down my body… And then grabbed my biceps, squeezed a couple of times and walked away before I could even respond or react.
“A couple hours later, my friends and I were leaving our table to go outside and catch a cab, when I ran into this lady again. She’d clearly been drinking and decided to go for the gusto, this time with a full on crotch-grab while she whispered ‘I’ve always liked chocolate’ (I’m black) into my ear. I just stood there like a deer in headlights. I’d never encountered anything like that before and didn’t have any programming to process it so I defaulted to stunned silence.”