For whatever reason, some people feel entitled to unload on strangers with impunity. Maybe they think their anonymity protects them. Well, not today. These Quora users break down the most shockingly rude encounters they've ever had with a stranger. What's yours?
I was at a grocery store deli once, and I saw this woman absolutely lose her mind over a Diet Coke. The girl at the counter was obviously new and very nervous. She was also quite young - no older than 16. Apparently, she poured the lady a Diet Coke instead of a regular one and the woman went through the roof.
She proceeded to chew the clerk out, and within seconds she had this girl crying. This only seemed to exacerbate the situation, and the woman suddenly slammed her cup on the counter, and ordered the girl to pour her another one.
I really wanted to help the kid out. She was crying profusely, and the woman was being a complete twit over a soft drink. So I finally spoke up and told her that she needed to calm down. The lady turned around, and looked at me as if I had suddenly grown a second head.
You need to mind your own business, she said very sternly.
Maam, this is my business, I replied.
Again I got the look.
Because that young lady is my daughter, and youre not going to talk to her like that.
All the color seemed to drain out of the woman's face, and she stammered something about the girl needing to learn how to do her job but I cut her off.
My daughter deserves an apology. I said very sternly. Shes new on the job. Shes only sixteen, and you should be ashamed to talk to anyone like that.
I took a step forward and just glared down at her. The lady's eyes bugged out for a second, but she slowly turned around, and offered the clerk a very shallow apology before beating a hasty retreat.
The clerk wasnt my daughter. I just wanted to stand up for her.
I'm a flight attendant.
My former uniform, when I was with a previous employer, consisted of traditional Malaysian dress, with less coverage. When we walked, it gives passengers a little peepshow of our legs up to or above the knee.
I remember one time when I was walking up the aisle, a passenger purposely put out his hand by as I walked past. (continued...)
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He pulled on the slit of my dress. I was taken aback, and reflexively slapped him across the face hard. My dress gave way, and I almost flashed my underwear to a cabin full of random people. Furious, I asked the passenger why he had touched me.
He chuckled and said, "Dont you girls like that kind of attention?" He said it as if I should have been flattered that he had groped me, because it meant he thought I was pretty.
So I poured a glass of red wine on his head and blamed it on the turbulence.
He threatened to file a complaint against me to my company. The passenger sitting in the next row piped up. I saw what you did to her just now.
Then the witness looked at me and said, "Honey, you should make sure your captain knows about the sexual harassment you suffered just now. Im sure this pig wouldnt mind being welcomed by law enforcement officers. Id be more than glad to be your witness".
The offender went red, fell silent, and didn't bother me at all after that.
I used to work at Pandora Jewelry as a sales clerk. You wouldn't think charm bracelets would cause mass hysteria, but you'd be surprised. I once saw someone spit in another person's hair for cutting them in line.
But I think the rudest encounter I ever experienced was on Christmas Eve in 2009. That year, the snowman charm was extremely popular.
We sold out of them in about a week, as did all of the surrounding stores in the area. We kept restocking weekly, but given the high demand, the charms we received went straight to our wait-list. We dealt with a lot of unhappy snowman-seeking walk-in customers in the weeks before Christmas.
Somehow, I got the Christmas Eve shift. It was about 10 minutes before closing time, and we were winding down, getting ready for family dinners and a day off. Suddenly, a woman RUNS into the store, panting and clutching her purse to her chest.
"SNOWMAN CHARM," she half-shouted into the mostly empty store. A few startled customers turned and stared, and I quickly hurried over with my notepad, ready to help.
"Hi there, welcome to Pandora!"
"I need the Snowman Charm. I called ahead this morning, and was guaranteed a Snowman Charm." (continued...)
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I took all of the calls for the store when I was working, and I knew for a fact that anyone who called and requested a Snowman Charm that day was politely informed that they were sold out. I told her this.
"Well that's not what they told me on the phone this morning!" she screamed. "I was guaranteed a Snowman Charm!"
I asked for her name and offered to check our "on hold" tray in the back. Of course, there were no coveted Snowman Charms sitting in the tray. I even called the other local stores to double-check.
"I'm so sorry," I said. "It seems that we are, in fact, still out of the Snowman Charms. I'm not sure who told you that we had any in-stock, but we've actually been out for over a week now. I'd be happy to help you find another charm that could be a perfect gift! Have you seen the Snowflake?"
I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her head. A vein started throbbing in her neck, and her eyes darted around the store wildly, as though she might find a Snowman Charm hidden behind a light fixture. I took a step back.
"YOU TOLD ME ON THE PHONE THAT YOU HAD A SNOWMAN CHARM! I WANT IT NOW!"
She flung her purse to the ground, picked up the charms from my tray, and threw them at me. I held up my notepad in protection and shouted for my coworker to call mall security. The woman knocked my tray to the ground, sending a flood of tiny silver pieces rolling across the floor.
She then started running around and knocking other items off of the counter tops, pulling decorations from the walls, and screaming. The other customers at had fled the store at this point, and my coworker and I maintained our distance until mall security came and detained her.
Maybe it was the stress of Christmas shopping, or maybe the Snowman Charm was the last in her imaginably extensive Pandora collection. But whatever the case, this woman was definitely not in the Christmas spirit.
My wife and I were going to dinner one night at our usual place when we were approached by an angry woman who insisted that we move our car. My wife, in her late 40s, is legally blind and walks with a cane. We were parked in the last remaining handicapped space.
The angry woman looked to be in her 60s, but she practically sprinted 50 yards to accost us. She told us she needed the space because her mother was actually disabled. (continued…)
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I politely explained that my wife was blind and that she has a valid permit and we have every right to park in the space. That is when the angry woman said, Your wife isn't handicapped enough to park there!
Stunned, I didn't say anything for a second and then replied, Your mother is being let off curbside and once she is, you and your husband can park wherever there is a free space. Youre not handicapped.
The woman snapped and went off on us. I attempted to deescalate the situation, but she continued to be abusive. My wife and I finally just walked away. The woman asked if were were having dinner at the adjacent restaurant because she didn't want to eat anywhere I was going to be. I told her that I would pass along her regrets to the owner since he was a personal friend of mine.
My wife has been attacked several times in parking lots because people don't realize she is blind and they want to let us have it for parking in the handicapped space. One person even went so far as to send a picture of my car parked in a space to the police insisting that they arrest me. As my wife always says, not all disabilities are visible.
I had a very elderly and sick cat that had started to refuse all food, so I resorted to giving the cat baby food, specifically pureed turkey baby food; if you ever have a sick cat, I recommend giving it a try.
I was at the grocery store with a cart filled with little glass jars of the turkey goo, behind someone with many items and in front of another woman. The woman behind me kept giving me the stink-eye, and finally, she blurted out: "Your baby would be much healthier if you nursed!"
I waited a beat before answering: "This is for my sick cat. What do you recommend?"
She didn't say a word, and looked away. I'd like to think that she never volunteered such personal and intrusive information again, although sadly, I doubt it.
I was born with oligodactyly; three fingers on my right hand, four on my left, with two of them fused together. I also only have two toes on each foot.
When I was still a child, my grandma never tried to make me hide them.
At the time of this encounter, I was working as a trainer at a department store, which also had its own supermarket. After work, I usually dropped by the supermarket to pick up some things.
At the register, I was waiting behind a woman whose child was fussing a bit. The fussing was pretty average I suppose, and this is coming from a person who is not the biggest fan of children. The mother didn't seem all that overwhelmed either.
Which was why I was pretty stunned when she decided to single me out. (continued...)
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The mom looked at me, my hands and my feet (clad in low-heeled sandals), pointed me out to her child and said, "Come on, behave yourself - or you might end up becoming like this lady."
Whoa. The cashier was one of my trainees and we exchanged glances. Where did that come from?
Neither of us said anything. The woman finally finished her transaction and left with the child, and still we didn't say anything.
Granted, it is a bit of a custom for people to cast others in a public space into the role of the angry stranger. You threaten your unruly child with a stranger's wrath, in the hopes that your child will be shamed into behaving themselves.
My girlfriend and I had been visiting Toronto from the U.S. for a long weekend, and we were about ready to drive home. All that remained was to get our car out of a parking garage, for which we'd need $2.50 Canadian. I had $2.40. So there was a choice: either somehow find $.10, or go to an ATM and end up with a bunch of extra Canadian money that I would be unlikely to use any time soon. Being a poor graduate student, I confidently chose the former.
We were in a giant mall, so I politely approached someone. I think he was in line at a food kiosk --a captive audience! I explained my plight in some detail, and concluded with the ask: "So, would you mind parting with a dime and helping our cause?"
His response: "I'm sorry. I don't like Americans."
I was a little stunned. I'm still not sure whether that's technically "rude," maybe just excessively forward. Or is there a difference? I don't know, but in any case it was memorable.
I volunteered at a raceway for a few days during one of their biggest drag-racing tournaments to help my friend earn money for her mission trip to Africa. The days I worked were from before 6am until midnight. Id never had a job of any kind before. I was also in high school at the time, so I wasnt that good at dealing with adults yet.
They put me behind the register of the food stand and it was all fine and dandy until lunchtime. I get that people were drunk and hungry and it was hot and the prices were high, but I had absolutely no control over that. Most people were annoyed but understood this. Most.
During said lunch period, a man shambled up and asked me to get him a burger. (continued...)
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We kept them under heat lamps because this was literally a shack, but all the food was made and prepared there. With the long lines, we couldnt waste time grilling up a new burger for every individual order. So I handed him the burger and gave him a sprite.
The line was incredibly long so I was really focused on my work when suddenly the same man came storming to the front of the line complaining that his burger was cold. Hed eaten almost all of it, but still demanded I get him a new one. So I did. He also said his Sprite was flat, so I gave him another as well.
A couple more minutes pass and this grown man jumps the line again, screams at me for being terrible at my job, and throws the burger in my face.
I was a 15-year-old girl volunteering at a sporting event to raise money for my friend to go on a mission trip to Africa, and a drunk, greedy man thought it was acceptable to throw his half-eaten burger in my face in front of at least 30 people.
I got right back to work and numbly filled orders and exchanged money, but the second the lunch rush was over, I burst into tears. It was very upsetting.
My sister was walking into our parents shop. It's a specialty grocery store with South American goodies located in Chicago. Needless to say we get a lot of people from the Ecuadorian, Peruvian, and Latino population.
As she was walking in she was approached by a police officer. The police officer told her, "A lot of you people go in there. Taken aback, my sister replied with, "Excuse me?" Then the officer asked, "Are you illegal? Are those illegals inside?"
After a little back and forth, my sister walked away angrily.
My siblings and I were all born in the United States. It's upsetting in that the mindset of a public servant is immediately geared towards profiling in a heavily diverse city like Chicago.
My rudest encounter was with a group of American high school students who were on a trip to London. (Im American too.)
I was at the Tower of London to see the sights there, including the building where the Crown Jewels are on display. A British soldier in full regalia was marching up and down in front of this building carrying a very mean-looking automatic weapon. Very formal, very impressive.
A group of about 10 or 15 teenagers, obviously Americans, are taunting the soldier. "Boy, you look stupid!," one kid says. Another says, Hey, is that a real gun?" And another says, Why can't you stop and talk to us?" Very rude, very disrespectful, bad optics.
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I asked them: How would you feel if a group of kids your age from this country went to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier at Arlington National Cemetery and started disrespecting the US soldiers guarding it?" They looked at me dumbfounded.
"How about if they started goofing around like you are at President Kennedy's grave?" I went on to say, Do you think you are giving people in this country a good impression of Americans when you behave so rudely?" The kids started muttering something.
Then some of the parents of the kids in this group come up to me and one started yelling at me, Who are you to tell our kids what they can and cannot do?
Madam, if you and your kids cannot behave in a respectful manner at culturally important sites while visiting the United Kingdom I'd suggest you go back to your hotel room and watch TV there until it's time to go back to the US. Your conduct gives Americans a bad name."
This little cadre of adults and kids wanders off and moments later one of the guards comes up to me. Apparently he saw my interactions with these folks. "Thank you, Sir, he said. In the old days we just would have beheaded them.
Ive always been naturally underweight. One time, I was zip lining in Costa Rica. I was getting harnessed to go across a cable about 2,000 feet long and over 1,000 feet above the rainforest.
There was a crowd of adults on my left waiting to go. One woman muttered to a friend, My God, shes so thin. She sounded disgusted, and her voice carried.
I wanted to issue some kind of cutting reply, but I had no idea what it would be. I pretended I didnt hear her and I went zipping over the rainforest at forty miles an hour.
I felt a little bit like I wanted to cry, just for the sake of crying. Ive since gained several dozen pounds, but that doesnt mean that the comments have gone away.
No one wants to be judged by a random stranger.
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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.
I Know What I LikeGiphy
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.
Albert or ArnoldGiphy
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.