People Share The Most Unforgettable, Terrifying Thing They Saw With Their Own Eyes.
Some people say that the media has desensitized us. But if you've ever been in a truly life-threatening situation, then you know as well as these Redditors that it's totally different when something terrifying happens to you in real life.
When I was 17, I still lived at my moms house. We were in a middle class neighbourhood, so it wasn't necessarily a bad area. I was taking out the garbage one evening when the sun had just gone down.
I walked the first garbage can out and noticed these two men arguing on the other side of the street. I went back and grabbed the second one, but when I turned around, I saw one of the men raise a gun and shoot the other in the head, point-blank. The man with the gun stared directly at me, then turned and fled.
I was surprisingly calm about it until I was on the phone to the police. Then I suddenly starting freaking out and panicking.
As far as I know, they never caught the guy.
We pulled up beside an Army Captain who was covered in blood. He was shaking and asking if we would help him because everyone in his Humvee was dead except for him. They were working with the Iraqi Army and had hit an IED while doing a manoeuvre.
We explained to him we specifically came out there to help him, and he just wouldn't stop thanking us. It was obvious he was in complete and utter shock. He was the only survivor in that truck.
It was Christmas Day.
I worked at a gas station when I was eighteen. One night, at the end of my shift, the graveyard guy just didn't show up. I called my sister to see if she would come hang out with me until I could get hold of someone.
At about 4 in the morning, an ambulance slowed down right in front of the station. As it came to a stop at the light, the back doors opened up and a guy jumped out. (continued...)
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A paramedic hopped out of the back, and ran after him. The escaped patient ran right up to the station, looking terrified. He turned to the left to run away again, and we noticed that his head was missing a big chunk in the back. There was blood running down his back.
The medic continued to pursue this man through the parking lot next door. We called 911 and explained the situation. The dispatcher answered, "Yeah right."
About twenty minutes later, police arrived to take a statement from us. Apparently, this patient was high and badly injured, and trying to get away. I don't know if they ever caught up with him again.
My car skidded on the ice near an interstate toll station in 1989, spun 180 degrees. The car stalled, facing the wrong way up the interstate into the headlights of an 18-wheeler coming toward me.
He stopped in time.
My family was at the beach. My brother was body surfing when a major storm began to roll in some miles offshore. Huge waves began rolling toward my brother, breaking toward the beach. He was basically picked up and pounded into the sand head first.
I remember my mother giving my brother CPR on the beach after he broke his neck and almost drowned. He was in the water for about 4 minutes.
I remember watching a helicopter take him away, not knowing if he was dead or alive. He defied the odds and went on to live another 36 productive years as a quadriplegic.
I woke up completely covered in blood. (continued...)
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I was walking to class and got hit by a car. I'm not sure what happened in the moments leading up to the event, but remember waking up in the middle of the road, cradling my head.
I distinctly remember lifting my head and looking at my blood-covered arm, thinking "Ill deal with that later," putting my arm back under my head and going back to sleep.
I saw a car crash as a child. My dad stopped the car to go help. He made me stay, but I saw one body on the ground with a pool of blood around it, and another body hanging out the window of one of the cars. Blood, glass, and car chunks were everywhere. Horns were honking; I heard a lot of screaming.
My dad came walking back to the car shortly after he got out. I asked what happened. He said there was nothing he could do, pulled into a parking lot, and waited for the police to come.
I remember being impressed by how fast the firefighters cleaned everything up. You would think seeing the bodies would stick with me, but what stuck with me was the pale, deathly look on my dads face when he came back to the car.
I saw a 5-year-old girl fall about 30 feet from a chairlift while I was skiing. When she landed, I was about 15 feet away.
I called ski patrol immediately, but the time it took them to get there felt like an eternity (it was probably not more than 5 minutes).
I had no medical training other than very basic "do not move the injured person" type stuff. Since her face was directly in the snow, I took my jacket off and I held her neck/head still and had a nearby person slide my jacket under her face.
It was shortly after Christmas, so I tried to distract her by asking her what she got from Santa, and I sang her favorite Christmas song. I kept holding her neck still until ski patrol took over and sent her away in an ambulance.
Later, I found out that although she had some bad bruising, she walked out of the ER later that day.
I saw the second plane hit the World Trade Center from my 35th floor office window about half a mile away. (continued...)
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The first one happened behind me and I guess I didn't hear it. But afterward, I was looking out the window at the smoke and the papers floating everywhere. I still thought it was some small plane accident, and I couldn't see the hole because it was on the other side.
I was wondering if it was caught on video and picturing what the crash would have looked like in my head when the second one hit right in front of me, on the side facing me.
It slid in like a coin into a slot and, after a moment, a ball of flame shot out in various directions.
A moment after that, my window shook. It looked just like I was picturing the first one in my head at that moment, and my mental gears turned for a full 10 seconds, wondering how my eyes had just shown me what I had imagined.
It wasn't until someone ran into my office asking what happened and I heard myself answer that I came to my senses. I descended 35 flights and walked home to Brooklyn.
I live in northern BC, Canada and I was going for a run through some rural roads around my house. I turned a corner and immediately ran into a moose, with her calf behind her.
Now for anyone who doesn't know, moose are actually enormous and not remotely scared of humans. They will stomp you to death just because they feel like it, let alone when they are actually protecting their young.
In this case, I was literally less then 10 feet away from them. I was lucky in that it just stood its ground and glared at me, never breaking eye contact. So I was able to back away slowly, cut my run short and go home. If I had taken one step closer there is a very real chance it would have attacked. I wouldn't be here today.
When I was younger I kicked a ball over the fence of my dads friend's house, so naturally I stepped on the fence and poked my head over to see how far it had gone. I had no idea what I was getting into. (continued...)
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I saw a man a decent distance away in the backyard, so I called out asking if he could pass my ball back over. He wasn't responding, so I asked my sister if I was seeing things. She looked and thought it was a scarecrow.
I went to tell my dad and his friend. They looked at him and called out but still nothing. They jumped the fence to check it out and it turned out I was calling out to a man who had died sometime earlier.
I once caught a young woman on meth who was rummaging through the tools in my Dad's garage. The face she made when she realized she was trapped in a confined space was one of pure terror. She was ready to claw my eyes out to survive what she most likely perceived as a threat.
When she turned to run out of the garage, my police officer dad caught her by the arm and held her down until an on-duty officer arrived.
When I was a kid, I was heading up to the barn loft on the family farm to feed my rabbit. It was after dark, and when I pulled on the cord to turn on the light bulb, I saw a GIANT raccoon about three feet in front of me. It ran off.
My family did not believe me until I told my granddad. He confirmed that he'd seen this thing too, and told me to stay out of the barn after dark. Which made the whole thing scarier to me.
I had just come from seeing a movie at the mall with my two teenage sons. We had arrived separately and parked our cars in different sections of the lot. After leaving, I was driving up a ramp and saw, out of the corner of my eye, my sons car with the front end smashed in. Smoke was billowing from the front end.
I quickly u-turned. As I drove towards them, I could see my older son, 17 years old, standing outside of the passenger door with my younger son, 14, in his arms.
The passenger air bag had deployed so the my 14-year-old had a nasty scrape on his face, but thankfully they were both okay. I hope I never feel fear like that ever again.
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The scariest thing I ever saw was actually a video of myself when I was blackout drunk. The "me" that everyone knew was gone. I was gone.
Yet my body was standing and talking. But it wasn't me and I don't remember any of it. It was okay for a while and then you could see a switch flipped. Blackout drunk me got mad. Really mad. It seemed as if I'd trash anyone at any second.
My wife though, without a shred of fear for this zombie monster version of her husband, walks up and grabs my hand and takes me away like I was a child.
I never want to be that person again.
The scariest thing I ever saw was a hand grenade flying through the passenger window of my Humvee. I was already on edge to begin with - that was definitely the most terrifying thing I've ever experienced.
The second most terrifying thing was the aftermath of that grenade. I lost a hand, broke both legs, and ruined part of my foot. Guess what I didn't lose: consciousness.
After seeing my hand missing and my feet and legs pretty much mangled, I definitely struggled to stay "with it." I remember how either my brain or body or something made me feel like dying was okay. It was kind of a dreamy peaceful feeling. THAT scared me!
Was taking my yellow lab for a walk with my dad when I was maybe 8 years old. About halfway back to the house, a bear appeared in the middle of the street. It was standing on its hind legs standing, about 12 feet tall and furious.
My dad put me behind his back upon noticed a bear cub on the side of the road because he knew this bear wasn't messing around if it thought its cub was in danger.
Next thing I knew my dog charged at the bear full speed and tackled it down the hill off the side of the road. My dad and I both thought that that was the end of our dog until about a minute later we see her strolling up the hill without a scratch on her. She wrestled a bear all the way down the hill and won.
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.
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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.
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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.
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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.