We all go a little crazy on Halloween. It's to be expected. Its trick or treat, or just dress up, party and bask in mock witchery. But, while most of us enjoy this scary night, there are some monsters that actually bring evil to light. Here are the most chilling real life horrific stories of crimes committed on Halloween.
In 2014, just days before Halloween, witnesses saw a man drag a decapitated body out of a Long Island apartment. He laid the body in the street then kicked the head to the opposite curb. It had all the signs of a macabre Halloween prank, and thats what everybody thought it was.
For a while, nobody did anything about it—one witness even said the whole thing looked fake. The horrifying truth only came to light when a Good Samaritan tried to move the corpse out of the middle of the street and realized that it was a real body. It didnt take long for police to deduce that the body belonged to Patricia Ward, a 66-year-old professor at New Yorks Farmingdale State College.
Even before discovering her body, police had received another call about another dead Ward. This one had been run over by a train about a mile down the road.
Soon, the tragic details of the murder came to light. Patricias son, 35-year-old Derek Ward, had a history of mental illness, but he seemed to be on the road to recovery when he moved into the small Farmingdale apartment with his mother. Then, for some reason, he snapped. He beheaded his mother then dragged her body out of the apartment, down the stairs, and through the front door of the building. After leaving the body in the street, he calmly walked away and leaped in front of an oncoming train. As to why he did it, well never know.
Chris Jenkins, who was a 21-year-old student at the University of Minnesota, left a keg party with some friends and headed to the Lone Tree Bar and Grill in downtown Minneapolis to celebrate Halloween in 2002. The group arrived a little after 10:30 pm and parked just south of the bar.
An hour and a half later, two off duty police officers working security for the bar, ejected Chris and instructed staff to not allow him back inside. Chris found himself on the street in 20-degree weather wearing only an American Indian costume. He did not have his coat, wallet, cell phone, or the keys to the car and his apartment. No one is sure exactly what happened to Chris after that.
Four months later, his body was discovered in the Mississippi River, still wearing his Halloween costume. Since Chris was intoxicated that night and his cause of death appeared to be drowning, authorities initially believed his death was either an accident or suicide.
But his parents refused to believe this and pressed for a more thorough investigation. Finally, in 2006, the death was reclassified as a homicide.
Police claimed that an incarcerated suspect told them he was present when Chris was murdered, then thrown off a bridge into the river. While the story is credible, there's never been enough evidence to file charges. However, one possible theory is that Chris Jenkins could have been a victim in the mysterious and unsolved "Smiley Face Murders."
"Smiley Face Murders." were these bizarre killings which involved approximately 40 male college students in the United States who all died of drowning. In some of these cases, unexplained "smiley face" graffiti was found near the body of water where the victims turned up. While no "smiley face" graffiti was ever found in connection to Chris Jenkins's death, the scenario does have a number of similarities to these killings. However, the case still remains unsolved.
In 2009, three teenage girls were abducted by a man with a gun on their way home from trick-or-treating in Woodbridge, Virginia.
All three were crossing a parking lot when they were taken at gunpoint to a wooded area, told to drop their bags of candy and were forced to follow him down a hill before two of them were sexually assaulted. The third girl managed to text her mom "Man raping my friend in the woods behind CVS call 911," causing the rapist to flee.
Two years later, police arrested Aaron Thomas, who was already suspected in dozens of sexual assaults from 1997 until then. Thomas, also known as the East Coast Rapist, pleaded guilty in 2012 to the three kidnappings and more than a dozen other attacks.
Yoshihiro Hattori was a Japanese exchange student living in Baton Rouge as part of the American Field Service program. On Halloween night 1992, Hattori and the young son of his host family went to a Halloween party for AFS students. Unfamiliar with the neighbourhood, the boys rang the doorbell of the wrong house.
When they got no answer, they started walking back to their car. The owner of the home, Rodney Peairs, then opened the door armed with a 44 Magnum revolver. Hattori turned around and said "we're here for the party."
Claiming he feared for his life and that the exchange student was "scary," Peairs shot Hattori at point blank range, hitting him in the chest and killing him.
Peairs and his wife then went back into their house and waited 40 minutes for the police, who questioned him and let him go. Only when both the governor of Louisiana and the Japanese consulate got involved was Peairs actually arrested, after which he was acquitted of manslaughter.
"He tried his best to adapt to life as an exchange student," recalls Yoshihiro's mother Mieko. "Sometimes I feel like he's still in America," his father, Masaichi, remarked wistfully. "Some day he'll come back home, I say to myself."
Penn State grad student Cindy Song disappeared after leaving a party on Halloween night, 2001.
It was a Wednesday, and Cindy and two of her girlfriends, Stacy Paik and Lisa Kim, showed up at their favourite bar dressed in costumes. According to Lisa, Cindy wore a rabbit outfit - "She had bunny ears and a tail that she had bought. It was a very cute outfit. She liked to look cute."
The girls partied until 2 a.m. Afterwards, they stopped at a friend's to play video games for a few hours and left for home around 4 a.m. Stacy dropped Cindy off at her apartment, waved goodbye and drove off. She doesn't remember seeing Cindy enter her apartment and has not seen her since. Unfortunately, neither has anyone else.
Brian Sprinkle was a detective for the Ferguson Township Police Department at the time of Cindy's disappearance. "It seems like she just vanished into thin air," he said. No trace of her has ever been found and the case has taken a number of bizarre twists, and for a while, the investigation focused on a man named Hugo Marcus Selenski.
Selenski had been arrested after five corpses were found in his backyard. A police informant linked Selenski and another man to Cindy, claiming the duo had kidnapped, raped, and murdered her. To make things even weirder, the other man named in the kidnapping was found dead - in Selenski's backyard. More bodies have been found there, but none have been proven to be Cindy, and the case remains open.
In 2011, Taylor Van Diest was leaving a party in the small town of Armstrong, Canada and around 6 p.m. she began walking along the tracks, dressed like a zombie for Halloween.
Taylor was texting back and forth with her friend at the time and in the last text her friend received, she wrote about "being creeped," or followed. She never came home that night, and was found beaten to death near a set of railroad tracks. Her death traumatized the town, especially when it was revealed that her attacker intended to sexually assault her before smashing her head with a flashlight when she fought back.
Police eventually used DNA found under Taylor's fingernails to arrest Matthew Foerster for carrying out the murder, and his father, Stephen, for helping him cover it up.
On Halloween 2010, Ohio teenager Devon Griffin returned home from Sunday church services and began playing video games before realizing that the house was unusually quiet. He then went upstairs to find the corpse of his brother Derek, mother Susan, and Susan's new husband William Liske.
The killer had bludgeoned Derek with a claw hammer, shot William five times with a .22-caliber pistol, and sexually assaulted Susan before shooting her three times. Devon was traumatized. He could only say it was "like a haunted house."
The killer was found to be William Liske's son from a previous marriage, William Liske Jr., who had a history of schizophrenia and violence. Liske was picked up at a halfway house, and pleaded guilty to all three murders. The murder came just a day after Liske and William went hunting and had a few beers with friends.
"I loved my dad very much, and it makes me feel sick every time I think about what I did," Liske, 25, said in court. "I can't really explain why this all had to happen, but I think most of all it had to do with my mental illness." Liske committed suicide in prison in 2015.
Seven-year-old Las Vegas boy Tony Bagley went trick-or-treating in a skeleton costume on Halloween night in 1994 with his sister, aunt, and mother. Walking ahead of his family, he approached the street corner at approximately 6:15 p.m. when a man wearing a hooded sweatshirt ran into the road and opened fire on the Bagley family.
Tony, a second-grader at Fitzgerald Elementary School, was shot in the head. His 10-year-old sister Shanell Bagley, his mother LaShelle Cooper and an aunt who asked to remain unnamed were also sprayed with the gunfire.
Shanell required surgery to remove part of her liver, while the aunt, who was shot in the leg, and mother, who was struck in the chest, were treated and released. Tony was placed on life support and later died. The killer jumped into a waiting car, drove away, and was never caught. Police speculated that the shooting was revenge against Tony's father for a drug deal gone wrong, but that's never been proven either.
Los Angeles hair stylist Peter Fabiano was shot dead on Halloween night 1957, when he opened his door for what he thought was a trick-or-treater, but was actually a grown-up in a costume. The adult shot Fabiano in the chest with a .22 in a brown paper bag before fleeing the scene.
Several weeks later, Goldyne Pizer and Joan Rabel were arrested in what turned out to be a deftly plotted crime of passion. Pizer was friends (or possibly in a relationship) with Rabel, and Rabel was apparently in love Fabiano's wife, Betty. The two women conspired to get Peter out of the equation, planning the murder for months in advance. They played out each variation in the script again and again until every detail was polished and perfect. They thought of everything. One was the brains behind the killing and the other was the willing, gullible stooge. Neither could have done it alone, but the odd chemistry formed a murderous bond between the two women.
The first step took more than a month as Joan laid the groundwork for the killing, continually telling Goldyne that the victim deserved to die. "She painted him as a vile, evil man who wanted to destroy all people around him," Goldyne said. "Although I had never seen him, I built up an intense hatred for him."
Next, they had to choose a method. They decided they couldn't use poison or a knife. They needed a gun. Carefully, they rehearsed the final details as they waited for Peter to turn out the lights. Goldyne was wearing the costume Joan had selected for her: Bluejeans, a khaki jacket, red gloves and makeup. She had the gun in a paper bag as if she was trick-or-treating. Just two weeks later, both women were caught. The arrests kicked off a firestorm of lurid coverage. The two were proven guilty of murder, and served long prison terms.
On Halloween night 1993, a group of five Pasadena Bloods gang members drove out to the suburbs and opened fire on trick-or-treating teenagers returning from a party, killing three and wounding three others.
The gang members were soon arrested, and police determined they had fired at the wrong people. Their intended targets were members of the 'Crips' gang. Three 'Bloods' were found guilty of randomly shooting a group of kids.
Late on Halloween night 2004, roommates Leslie Mazzara, Adriane Insogna, and Lauren Meanza went to bed after handing out candies. Lauren (who lived in the basement) was woken up at 1 a.m. by the sounds of a person entering their house and assumed it was one of her roommate's boyfriends. She was woken again just a few minutes later to the sound of a terrifying scream.
"Adriane kept screaming, 'Oh my God, someone help. Please help.'" recalled Lauren.
In total darkness, Lauren opened her door and took one step out, but then she was overcome with fear. She stood frozen, listening, until the intruder came bounding down the stairs. "He was just flying down the stairs, breaking stuff as he came around," Lauren said. So she ran into the backyard and hid until it got quiet and all she could hear were Adriane's cry for help. Without knowing if the intruder had left, Lauren went back into the house and tried to call 911, but the line in the kitchen was dead. Nevertheless, she tiptoed up the stairs, to Adriane's room and found her other roommate, Leslie, facedown in a pile of clothes with stab wounds all over her upper body and arms. The floor was covered in blood. A few feet away, Adriane was crouched behind her bed, alive, but no longer able to speak and rapidly bleeding to death from multiple stab wounds. Lauren went back downstairs, her bare feet slipping in her roommates' blood, and got her cell phone. She called 911. She fed the operator some information until that line went dead too. She realized the intruder could still be near, and dashed to her car and called 911 again while driving away.
In the course of the investigation, FBI agents found cigarette butts near the scene of the crime that matched blood evidence inside the house, but found no known matches in any DNA databases. Officers and FBI agents spoke to nearly 1,500 persons of interest during the investigation of the double murder, including one of Adriane's friends, Lily Prudhome. Lily's husband, Eric Copple, became a person of extreme interest during the investigation when he refused to give his DNA sample to exclude him from the suspect pool. Nearly a year after the commission of the crime, Copple turned himself in and confessed to the deaths of his wife's friends while giving no motive for the execution of his crime.
And as if that wasn't bad enough, consider the fact that Copple was, at the time of the murders, only engaged to the friend of one of his victims and carried on with the wedding thinking he would get away with his crimes.
Adriane's mother, who attended Copple's wedding, had this to say: "You are the man who is so cruel as to invite me, the mother of the woman you murdered, to stand up for you at your wedding, to read scripture to you of love and death and to bless your union. Throughout that weekend you brought me into the heart of your family, knowing all the while it was you who destroyed mine."
The night before Halloween 1975, 15-year-old Martha Moxley left her house in Connecticut to attend a Halloween party at the Skakel home across the street. According to friends, Moxley began flirting with and eventually kissed Thomas Skakel, the brother of the suspected killer. Moxley was last seen "falling together behind the fence" with Thomas Skakel near the pool in the Skakel backyard at around 9:30 p.m.
The next day, Moxley's body was found beneath a tree in her family's backyard. Her trousers and underwear were pulled down, but she had not been sexually assaulted. Pieces of a broken six-iron golf club were found near the body. An autopsy indicated she had been both bludgeoned and stabbed with the club, which was traced back to the Skakel home.
Twenty-five years went by until Michael Skakel, who was also 15 at the time, was arrested, charged, and convicted of her murder. The case drew worldwide attention since Skakel was a nephew of Ethel Skakel Kennedy, the widow of Senator Robert F. Kennedy. Because of his family's wealth, he had lived life in and out of rehab for alcohol, trying out for the Winter Olympics, and flunking out of multiple schools.
Skakel's alibi seemed bizarre - that he had been masturbating under that tree earlier the same night (accounting for DNA found on the body), but that he had no connection to the crime.
He, however, was convicted in 2002, almost 25 years after the crime, but then was given a new trial in 2012 on grounds that he had a poor counsel and was released in 2013.
He's currently out on bail, and is still fighting the case.
Bronx resident Karl Jackson was a 21-year-old data entry clerk at Morgan Stanley. On Halloween night 1998, Jackson went with his girlfriend to pick up her young son from a party. While there, some teenagers threw eggs at their car, but Jackson wasn't having it.
Jackson got out of his car, exchanged words with the pranksters, and got back in the car. Then one of the teens pulled a gun and shot Jackson through the head, killing him instantly.
Police arrested 17-year-old Curtis Sterling for the murder, and New York cracked down on egg-throwing pranks (which have surprisingly high links to violent crimes in NYC). Every October, Sterling receives a Halloween card in the mail. The cards read: "I'm glad you're still there." They are from Karl Jackson's mother.
Sometime in the early hours of Halloween 1981, Manhattan couple Ronald Sisman and Elizabeth Platzman were murdered in their Chelsea apartment. The young couple was severely beaten before being shot in the head, execution-style, with the apartment completely ransacked.
The police initially believed that Mr. Sisman may have known his murderer, since there was no sign of forcible entry to the apartment and that drug money may have been the motive, but then the case took a crazy turn when a prison informant claimed that one of his fellow inmates had predicted the crime weeks before it actually happened. That inmate turned out to be the "Son of Sam" killer, David Berkowitz.
Berkowitz had long been rumored to be involved with a satanic cult that helped him with some of the murders. According to the informant, Berkowitz had told him that his cult was planning to enter a residence near Greenwich Village (Chelsea would qualify for that) on Halloween to carry out a ritual murder. When questioned, Berkowitz claimed that Sisman had video footage of one of the "Son of Sam" shootings and was planning to hand it over to the authorities in exchange for dropping some drug charges, but no evidence was ever found to support Berkowitz's claims. He did, however, provide an eerily accurate description of Sisman's apartment. The killings are still unsolved to this day.
Fort Dodge, Iowa, resident Marvin Brandland and his wife were handing out candy to trick-or-treaters in 1982, when a man wearing a mask came to their door.
He said, "Trick-or-treat. Give me your money or I'll shoot." The Brandlands thought it was a Halloween prank, and tried to remove the man's mask. Instead, he barged into the house and pulled out a gun, demanding that the couple give him the money they had stashed in their basement safe.
Marvin made a grab for the masked man's gun, and the robber shot Marvin in the throat. He then ran away, but left the mask behind. In the years that followed, Marvin's wife died, and the mask was tested for DNA evidence.
As virtually nobody knew about the safe, suspicion fell on the Brandland family. And even though a family member did brag about committing the robbery, there was never been enough evidence to charge him.
A few days before Halloween 2005 in Frederica, Delaware, decorations were abundant. The town was ready for the holiday, with cobs webs, Jack-O-Lanterns, rubber monsters, and one very grisly hanging body amid the decor.
As it turns out, a 42-year-old woman committed suicide by hanging herself from a tree in a very public residential area. The body hung 15 feet high without alarm for hours before residents started to notice that the body looked spookily realistic and was not rubber-made.
In 2012 Halloween, A paralyzed former U.S. Army veteran in uniform was assaulted by a Marine in a pink tutu who thought he was pretending to be a wounded soldier in Halloween costume.
Daniel Priotti, 35, who served in the U.S. Army between 1996 and 1998, was left in a wheelchair 10 years ago after an unrelated accident. But each year as part of his Halloween celebrations, the Florida man wears his army uniform.
He was waiting in line at a restaurant in Gainesville at 2.20am on Thursday morning when the 22 year old marine, Christopher Dabney, dressed in the tutu as his Halloween costume, hit him twice, knocking him out of his wheelchair.
He should be stripped of being allowed to be called a Marine, Priotti told the press. This is not something a Marine does - they have more self control.
"I started watching Rob Zombie's Halloween. In the movie a 12-year-old boy murders his stepfather, sister, and his sister's boyfriend. It was the third time this week that I watched it," Jake Evans, 17, wrote in a 4-page confession the day after the killings.
Apparently Evans empathized with fictional serial killer Michael Myers' complete lack of empathy. "While watching it I was amazed at how at ease the boy was during the murders and how little remorse he had afterward. I was thinking to myself, it would be the same for me when I kill someone," he wrote.
While his mother and sister watched the presidential debate, Evans was preoccupied with how he would murder them in their Aledo, Texas home. Then he grabbed a kitchen knife like the film's killer.
But Evans ultimately decided to kill his family with a gun so that they would, he said, not experience as much pain and so he stole a .22 revolver from his grandfather.
After over an hour of nervous pacing, Evans knocked on his 15-year-old sister Mallory's door and said their mother Jami needed her. "She came out and out of the corner of her eye she saw me pointing the gun at her," he said. "She thought I was joking and told me that I was freaking her out. I shot her in the back and then the head. I ran down to the study and shot my mom three times."
He said he went back into his bedroom to empty the shells on his bed and heard his sister making noises outside his room. He reloaded the gun and hurried back to his sister to kill her before returning to his mother's body to shoot her once more to make sure she was dead.
Evans is on trial for these slayings but, according his confession, his murderous spree was cut short because he intended to kill his grandparents and his two other sisters.
"I know now that I'm done with killing," Evans said. "It's the most dreadful and terrifying thing I will ever experience. And what happened last night will haunt me forever."
Ronald O'Bryan gave his 8-year-old son Timothy one last piece of candy before trick-or-treating ended for the night. Almost immediately after eating the Pixie Stix, Timothy started convulsing and died less than an hour later.
The death sent the O'Bryan's small Texas town into a panic, and the police determined that the Pixie Stix that Timothy ate were laced with cyanide. At first people thought it was a stranger who had poisoned Timothy, but when Ronald's story kept changing, police began investigating him. They found out that he was over $100,000 in debt at the time, and that he'd taken out massive life insurance policies on his children. Police discovered that O'Bryan had also given poisoned candy to his daughter and three other children in an attempt to cover up his crime, but none of his other children had eaten them.
Ronald O'Bryan, who was later nicknamed The Candy Man and The Man Who Killed Halloween, was found guilty of murder, sentenced to death, and executed in 1984.
John White. One one hand he delivered sermons to the small congregation of his Michigan church, while on other dreamed of necrophilia.
On a bitterly cold Halloween night in 2012, White took a mallet and a zip tie and went to the home of Rebekah Gay, his fiancees 24-year-old daughter.
Rebekah lived alone with her three-year-old son, and she happily let him inside—White often babysat her little boy, so it wasnt uncommon for him to stop by. But she wasnt expecting what came next. White bludgeoned her repeatedly with the mallet before wrapping the zip tie around her neck and tightening it. Then, White stripped her down and carried her body into the woods behind the trailer.
When he returned to the house, Rebekahs toddler son was still there, waiting. While Rebekahs body grew cold out back, White calmly dressed her son in his Halloween costume and drove him over to his fathers house. The body wasnt found for another 20 hours, and while police searched, White asked his congregation to pray for the woman.
White was convicted and later committed suicide in prison, but the real horror of the story is perhaps that hed ever been free at all.
In 1981, John White was 22 when he tried to kill his neighbour, 17-year-old Theresa Etherton. White invited her into his basement, and while she was looking at a race track hed built, White stabbed her in the back. Then he kissed her, smiled, and kept stabbing her. Teresa survived the attack with 15 stab wounds, and White spent two years in prison.
In 1994, White struck again, this time killing the woman he was having an affair with and leaving her naked body in the woods. But without evidence that hed intended to kill her, prosecutors could only convict White on manslaughter charges. And by 2007, he was again a free man, free to live his life, free to become a minister, and free to kill once more.
Did we scare you??
Well, Happy Halloween.
While it's a fun night, one should always be aware of what's going on around and not go nuts in the dark. Keep it scary but safe.
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Have you ever found yourself in an argument so stupid and/or pointless that you were sure you were being punked? Like you keep looking away from the other person to check your surroundings for places Ashton Kutcher and a camera crew could come popping out of?
You're not the only one.
u/Anti-hollowkid asked: What is the dumbest argument you've ever been in?Brace yourselves, folks. Some of these arguments are breathtakingly bonkers. The sheer number of people who are willing to argue with someone over provable facts and what that other person likes or doesn't like is just ... stunning. It's stunning, you guys. Just not in a good way.
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My wife and I once argued over whether or not I liked mustard on my hot dog. I was for me liking mustard, she was against me liking mustard.
The argument lasted way longer that you could ever imagine it would.
A Stair Step
My brother and I argued if our staircase had 13 or 14 steps, based on an argument about if the floor of the second floor counts as a stair-step or not. We still have no solution.
My dad is a stairbuilder and I spent many summers working at his warehouse, so I can clear this up. 14.
My husband and I have this thing where we only say "I love you" on Saturdays. Every other day it's "I love you, but only on Saturdays." I don't know how it started, but it's been going for 11 years now.
We're both shiftworkers, so sometimes we have to stop and think what day it actually is. We had an argument recently over whether it was Saturday or not. I said it was Saturday, he said it was Friday. It was Monday.
I remember when I was about 13 my parents had an hour-long shouting match that ended with them almost getting divorced. The issue? Whether or not the nation of Iraq has a coastline.
My mother arguing that Iraq had a coastline, while my stepdad argued that it did not. This was back in 2004, and they are still quite happily married to this day. That incident is something they look back on and laugh about, and both of them admit it was really a pretty stupid thing to argue over.
With an ex:
"I owe you $80 for the bills of ours that you pay, and you owe me $40 for the bills of ours that I paid. Here's $40 in cash; we're even."
She did not understand this.
I literally had to go get another $40 out of the ATM, and hand the $80 to her. Then I had her hand me the $40 she owed me.
"Now how much do you have in your hand?"
She still didn't understand.
She somehow has a college degree.
When we were kids my brother and I got in a physical fight because he said I like mini wheats and I insisted I didn't. His argument was that I always sang the mini wheats song and I was deeply offended that he wasn't aware that it was just stuck in my head but I hated the cereal. I actually did like the cereal I'm not sure why I was arguing with him about it but I remember how genuinely angry I was.
I'll tell you about the only legal trouble I've ever been in, the fight that got me arrested. It started over whether we should return a box of crayons or not, and to this day I don't have any idea how it escalated to the point of the cops being called, but they were and I was the one taken in.
My boyfriend insisted that when two people are in an argument and one makes a point so reasonable and logical the other one can't disagree with it - it's unfair. I tried, logically and reasonably, to explain several times why that is just winning the argument, proving your point thoroughly and is completely fair.
His answer was that I was being unfair.
How the ch in masochism is pronounced. My friend caught me saying "masoKism" while he would say "masoSYism."
To be fair, he grew up speaking French, in which the ch in masochism is pronounced in "his" way. But he insisted that I was the wrong one here and that was just infuriating.
A woman was adamant that looking at the big solar eclipse on the television was unsafe unless you were wearing glasses. She wouldn't believe us and insisted on emailing NASA to check.
A Non-Standard Ruler?
I worked for a company that made signs. We had a customer ask for signs that were 7mm wide that were to go on a door. Our sign makers figured the order meant inches because 7mm is pretty small, so made them 7 inches. I got a phone call from the customer who went mad at me for making them the wrong size. So I put a reorder through for 7 mm.
Argued with the sign makers over it but they eventually agreed to do it after I shown them the order in writing. I even had the customer put her complaint in writing, reiterating the size they wanted.
7mm signs went out and a day later I get the customer on the phone literally screaming at me.
Cue the dumb argument - we ended up having an argument over how big a millimetre is, and obviously everyone in the office were laughing, but this customer just wouldn't accept it and said we must be using a non-standard ruler to measure.
Ended up being escalating to the sales department manager who refused to issue a refund. We still don't know what they actually meant.
This Unusual Vegan Argument
Was in a pub with a few friends, and some random Dude dropped an ear, and somehow figured I'm vegan. Well, people like him are the reason I usually avoid mentioning it. He came up to me and insisted on starting a discussion about veganism. He claimed that by the end of it, I would be eating meat again.
He listed some stupid arguments, I told him I was not convinced and then tried to keep on drinking beer with my friends. He followed me, and wanted me to "try to convert him to a vegan." I stupidly listed some of my reasons thinking it would make him go away. He told me he still was not convinced, so I was like whatever. Again, I really just wanted to drink beer with my friends.
That dude followed me all night and expected me to try make him vegan. Doesn't matter what I said, and all the reasons that for me are obviously good enough to be vegan. He'd be just like "No, that doesn't convince me, therefore your argument and how you life is stupid."
Didn't matter how often I told him that I honestly don't care; 5 minutes later he would come up to me again "I'm still not vegan, so veganism is stupid, all your arguments were stupid, now give me a good reason to become vegan!" At one point, I was literally yelling at him that I don't give a single flying f about what he eats and why, that it's in no way my responsibility to "turn somebody vegan" and in no way his business what I eat.
Honestly, for that dude, I would have bought a whole ham, just to shove it up his stupid annoying face.
In college my roommate and I argued about a line in Monty Python & the Holy Grail. The scene with the Black Knight where the line "Alright, we'll call it a draw" is uttered. We argued about who said that line, whether it was King Arthur or the Black Knight.
It went on for hours longer than it should have because I was stubborn and refused to admit I was wrong.
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Whether Albert Einstein or Arnold Schwarzenegger would be more useful to have around during a Zombie apocalypse. How on earth would Albert Einstein come in handy!?
Below Sea Level
I live on an island and when you go upland and you look out the sea looks like it's higher than or on the same level as the land. It's just a weird perspective thing because of the horizon. One day some kid says that it's because the island is under sea level.
I'm like wtf bro all of us would be with the fishes. He argues that no that's not true and if I just go upland I'll see. We then spend a good 5 minutes of my time arguing about it until I decided to leave this kid in his stupidity. He even said we shouldn't believe everything adults tell us and sometimes we need to think for ourselves.
This kid was older than me and was going to a good school. Lost my respect for him ever since then.
Someone tried to fight with me over how to spell my name.
Now, my name is in a lot of languages with slightly different spellings. I would have accepted any of those spellings, but this one was just... Not even close. It didn't make any logical sense.
An analogous example is if my name was Thomas and someone was insisting it was spelled Tomash. And not just the name Thomas in general, but that me specifically, on my birth certificate, was named Tomash. I know how to spell my own name.
I swear to god, it went on for like an hour.
Whales Are Mammals
I was in an online chat room one day, and we were talking about whales. I commented on how whales are mammals and the next thing you know, someone was arguing with me and trying to convince me that a whale was a fish.
Stupid microwaves. Having a man child talk down to me about how microwaves work only for him to google it and prove me right. He slept on the sofa that night.
My friend keeps telling me that the norm is that a person should shower once a week. This has been going on for years. I'm almost convinced he's trolling me.
No Balloons For Grandma
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky.
He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space. Releasing balloons is terrible for the environment and kills/harms so much wildlife.
He got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
Spontaneous Dolphin ExistenceGiphy
How dolphins reproduced. It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence. The argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day.
I repeatedly had the argument with a friend over whether roosters were chickens. She was convinced that only the females were chickens (hens). We were 18 at the time.
Me and my friend were drinking underage, we ended up in an argument of whether lightning McQueen's eyes were blue or green. Somehow throughout the whole thing both of us never thought to straight up google a picture.
But ... Ice Floats
Woman wanted ice on the bottom of her drink.
Now read that sentence again and try to imagine arguing with that particular brand of stupid.
Time Zones Exist
Coworker claimed that it was the same time of day and the same season on the whole globe. Had to get 4 coworkers to confirm to him that time zones do in fact exist.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?"
"no, it's red"
"YOU CANT EVEN KNOW"
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
I'm late, but I saw this question and instantly remembered that I was booted from a Facebook group because I called someone out on a lie that was not only bull, but extremely pointless. She was friends with the moderator and they made the case that my argument over such a little lie was more of a problem than the lie itself (though they didn't refer to it as a lie.)
The woman said that she used to babysit for Andre 3000 and that his name was Andre 2000 - but he changed it after the year 2000 had passed. This was so easily disproven it was ridiculous. Their debut album came out in 1994 and he was already going by Andre 3000 at that time.
The argument wasn't a huge long drawn out thing, but the fact that either of us were on Facebook at separate times meant that the responses were over a long period of time so this argument lasted a few days.
It was stupid.
Stars Like Our Sun
I was arguing with my grandpa about stars he didn't believe that there are other stars like our sun. Basically he thought there is only the sun, the moon and the earth.
I have a degree in history. I mostly focused on nationalism. Wrote a 50 page paper on it and Richard Nixon with around 50 100 sources. Looked at micro film for hours on end. Part of the paper focused on how Nixon being chair of the house committee of Unamerican Activities was used as a powerful weapon to use against political enemies. It also inspired Joe McCarthy. Have had people tell me I was wrong and Nixon was never elected to a position besides the president and Joe McCarthy came before Nixon. I stopped trying to talk history to people.
I also know quite a bit about the history of the Balkans its amazing how many Serbs refuse to believe Tito did anything wrong.
Wrote 100 page paper on nationalism in Israel. Its frustrating to talk about because for some reason a lot of people think Palestinian firing rockets randomly into Israel is ok but if Israel retaliates the people get up in arms over a targeted air strike that kills 3 people.
Balloon to Heaven
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky. He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space.
And he got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
I got into an argument with a co-worker over how we were attaching two pages of a letter together: small binder clips or paper clips.
He felt that paper clips would leave a "dent" in the paper when removed, but binder clips won't. He refused to staple them together. I felt that binder clips would also leave a "dent", so we might as well just use the paper clips.
It ended with him saying: "Do what you want [me], I don't care!" and storming off.
Once got accused of faking being Jewish. Why? I have no clue. We argued over the course of a month, any time I'd bring it up and she heard about it, she'd begin going after me for "faking it".
My mother's side is ethnically Jewish. Grandparents were practicing.
3 friends and I once got into an argument about how to pronounce Nutella. It lasted for about 3-4 months. It was hilarious how serious we took it, it'd get heated but never for real serious.
I think someone even called the company that made it to check, or that may have been for the Cheetos company. We were really bored in high school.
Late to the party, but there it is.
I'm a manager at a small store. We're only 4 working there, so my team and I grew very close and we joke around a lot. Once during a slow shift, my employee and I had an argument because we were looking at the lingerie boxes, and I thought that two specific boxes had the same woman on it, but she was 100% positive they weren't the same person.
Looking back, I don't know why it was such a big deal to us at the time, but we even called another employee who lives across the street to come and tell us what the heck was up with that. Turns out I was right, and she was pretty salty about it. It was a great night.
Wicked Witch of the West
I almost got into an argument with an old girlfriend over Glinda the good witch from Oz. She insisted that Glinda was manipulating Dorothy to assassinate the Wicked Witch of the West and convince the Wizard to leave to create a political void she could fill.
I conceded the issue when I heard the whole premise because I thought it was too damn stupid to get worked up over.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself
Just the other day I legit got in an argument with my co-workers on why I don't like my butt being grabbed by anyone (I'm a guy). Seriously.
They went on about "I don't mind it. Mike and I do it all the time and we don't care." Yeah, that's nice dude, but I'm not you, and there's something called "Keep your hands to yourself" (which was taught to a good portion of us growing up). Just like how Karen wouldn't like it if I touched her boobs or her grabbing your crotch or frankly ANY area you wouldn't like being grabbed, keep away. In general, you should not be touching me in any areas after I've told you not to several times before.
So unless you're sleeping me or dating me, keep your damn hands off my toosh.
My best friend and I argued over whether or not telekinesis was possible. Her argument was that humans don't yet know what the human brain at 100% usage was capable of, and that telekinesis was inside the possibilities.
I said the brain does use 100%, just at different times.
We didn't speak to each other for four days.
How dolphins reproduced and whether or not ghost existed (back to back with the same person). It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence (the argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures).
How it shifted to the existence of ghosts is a solid and reasonable question to ask (I don't remember why). I had to then proceed to tell her that ghost hunting TV shows do not constitute as undeniable evidence.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day. This was in high school SO... hopefully she was kidding.
Dogs and ChocolateGiphy
I told this stupid woman that chocolate is toxic to dogs. She went on to tell me how a little bit will just make them hyper and then they will calm down. I told her to google it. Her and her bf shut right up. Now they have a kid. Good luck, Jeremy and Andrea. morons.
I should also add that this argument started because Jeremy was giving his tiny dog chocolate and I told him it was toxic.
Is water wet?
My roommate and I have a recurring argument over whether or not water is wet l, and whether or not a person is considered wet underwater.
For the record, it is no to both questions.
A kid a church telling me about the mission trip I went on. Not only was I not on that trip, but I had never been on any mission trip. We were good friends, so it's not like he would've mistaken someone else for me.
He insisted I was there as if an entire week long trip would just fall out of my memory. He even had stories of things we'd done together. I'm not sure if he thought I was lying, joking, stupid, or crazy, but I was pretty sure he was some combination thereof.
One time I got into a shouting match with my mom and little brother in the car. The issue? The names of the two-headed dragon from the PBS kids afternoon show Dragon Tales. I swore it was Zack and Macie.
It was actually Zak and Wheezie. I don't even remember why we were yelling about it.
Green Or Yellow?
When I was about 15 or so my mother and I spent about 20-30 minutes arguing about the color of a shirt. We agreed it was blue/green, but to me it was just a shade more blue, while to her it was just a bit more green.
Turns out, your eyeballs yellow as you age and hers were 24 years yellower than mine, so I think that skewed her color vision.
Stars In Their MultitudeGiphy
I once got in an argument over whether or not a line from the song "Stars" in Les Mis says "...but mine is the way of the lord" or "mine is the way of the law".
I didn't even really care what he thought but he was so adamant and cocky that it got me heated. By the end of it we were shouting at each other and I had to apologize, which I think is what he wanted the whole time.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?" "that's orange" "no, it's red" "orange" "YOU CANT EVEN KNOW".
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
About five years ago, my girlfriend (now wife) once had a very intense argument about whether or not hot water cleaned things better than cold water.
She genuinely believed that water temperature didn't matter. This is someone who has not one, but two masters degrees.
We argued for something like 2 hours, and we seriously almost broke up over the whole thing.
I had an argument with a girl IN THE MIDDLE OF A BIOLOGY CLASS in high school about how humans are not mammals. She thought a human was a human and we are not mammals because "mammals are animals and humans are not animals"
I tried explaining to her the difference between reptiles and mammals and how humans fall under the mammal category to try and educate her... but she just wouldn't listen.
I still have no idea why the BIOLOGY teacher did not get involved...
Solid Or Liquid?
Some classmates and I got into a heated debate as to whether or not the human body could count as a soup, salad, or sandwich. The teacher got mad at us, but hey! All we were doing was watching a movie.
For the record, my logic lays with soup- Liquid contained within a solid, at a hot temperature.