What's Your Story?

I'll start.When i was still in school,my uncle gave me a puppy as a gift for my birthday and i raised him as my own child - well not like a human child,but close - anyway,i remember that it was during easter holydays,i was out of town visiting some relatives when in that night i felt that something's wrong so i the following day i took a bus and return home.I found my dog in a very bad shape,he was very ill.He had a disease that is contagious to human also.In the same night he died.Of course i had many dogs after him,but that special bond that i had with him,never had with the rest.

The details of my life are quite inconsequential.

"I've never done good things.I've never done bad things.I never did anything out of the blue"

One funny story I just thought of.

I worked at a copper mine that had been closed.
Our job was to pull out equipment, clean it and paint it to get ready to be sold.

They would bring in equipment on flat bed trucks for us to paint.
One day I guy I worked with was on the back of the flatbed painting something.
We wore paper suits and mask while we were painting.
He had to sit down to on the back of the truck to paint something.
All of a sudduen he started screaming. He jumped off the truck and started running
through the shop to the bathroom while ripping off his paint suit.

In the bathroom we had a big round sink. The kind that you would step on the metal rail
at the bottom to get the water to flow. I followed him into the bathroom to find him almost butt ass
naked with his butt hanging over the side of the sink.
Turns out he sat in turpentine and it soaked through his suit and clothes and made contact with his skin.
He was trying to rinse his butt off while trying to still stand on the rail to make the water go.

It was one of the funniest things I've seen in my life.
I still laugh when I think about it. That vision will never leave my mind.

I guess the thing i love about my job is I get to look around Asia.I got them presents and I was kind of spoilt this year.
I bought myself this perfume. A year ago. Never been able to justify it. I dont remember exactly what cost it was.
Why not treat yourself? I asked for a new bedspread as well as a whole bunch of bed things.
A white sheet set. Thatll look really nice.I dont even make my bed.Its long and rectangle.
I love candles.

I worked at a call center for a brief moment in my twenties. It was a quintessential Office Space job towards me. I got away with murder. I found it so odd because that was the only job I was ever able to act so carelessly. Anyway, that is not the story.

Since I didn't work there long I didn't make any kind of real bonds. But, one morning I had dreamt about this guy that was a supervisor of some sort. It was pretty random. He wasn't extraordinary to me and he had a girlfriend. The dream was intensely beautiful though. He and I were on a picnic or something in a picturesque meadow. The sunshine was perfect and there were tiny flowers floating throughout the air. We were talking and laughing with an intimacy of lovers. I remember he was combing my hair at some point right before I woke up. I felt this warmth and happiness that I will never forget. I drove to work with this feeling.

I walked into the office all smiles with the hopes that the feeling would linger a bit for me. As I got closer to the call center though I felt this gray shadow. I noticed people huddled and crying. The guy that I had the warm dream about had died. To this day, I wonder about the strangeness of it.

Nice thread and lots of interesting replies!
Here i go...
I dont believe in the paranormal or little green men and im a square bear:) that believes Lee Harvey acted alone and Hitler offed himself in his bunker...
Ok...
One night when i was maybe 14 or so i couldnt sleep. We lived in a very woodsy area at the time and there was a lake a few miles away that i could see from my top bunk through the bedroom window. Bored and frustrated from insomnia i gave the sky a look...maybe id see a constellation, a meteor...whatever really. I swear, there were two objects, vast in size and boomerang shaped with colorful lights across them, hovering here and there in formation above the lake waters.
They seemed to dart, perfectly in synch with each other for several minutes through the sky... Then they simply vanished!
Some months later i came across a book at Barnes and Nobels called 'The Hudson River Valley UFO sightings'
It seems that hundreds of very reasonable people had been seeing these same objects in the skies over the area for several years
This was in the late 80's
Every word of this is true...i may be a nut but im not crazy

During the late 70s, I worked as an Interstate Delivery Driver, transporting RVs from the factory to dealerships throughout the country.

I was assigned to take one to Winter Park , Florida, just north of Orlando. At some point during the trip, I found myself on a stretch of road that was poorly maintained, in rough shape, which created some vibration to the vehicle I normally didn't experience.

I finally arrived in Winter Park in the middle of the night. As was my routine, I stopped at a truck stop, washed it, vacuumed the interior and filled the gas tank.

Then I proceeded to the dealership, planning to just park on the lot, sleep a few hours and deliver the vehicle first thing in the morning. I was just moseying along on one of the town's main arteries in a very relaxed frame of mind, not even doing the speed limit. There was barely any other traffic.

I was suddenly jarred by a loud crashing noise, a shudder to the vehicle, immediately followed by an unmistakable scraping noise underneath. I quickly pulled over to investigate. I was startled to discover the gas tank had broken loose from the chassis and was dragging on the street.

The police arrived. The fire department was also summoned to wash down the gasoline which had spilled out all over the street. When the situation was pretty well contained, one of the firemen crawled underneath the vehicle to examine the gas tank. When he reemerged, he was incredulous, exclaiming, no wonder that had happened. The gas tank had been secured by only several small nuts "finger-tight," meaning no pneumatic wrench had been used!

Had that happened while I was traveling over that rough stretch of highway, it would have been an instantaneous explosion because the backed up fumes in a partially full gas tank are much more combustible than the liquid.

I came away from that experience feeling, " Someone up there likes me ! "