'WTF Am I Doing Here?'

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[quote]jahall wrote:

[quote]TDub301 wrote:
Went to a friend’s (a girl I liked, to be specific) church. Everything was normal, until the service was over and they took a few of the members along with all the guests (me included) into a back room and proceeded to “teach” us how to speak in tongues.

I’ll admit I conformed and faked it so they would leave me alone (I’m a Christian and all, but I never thought it was necessary to do that kind of stuff and also feel that 99% of the people who do are just trying to get attention and credit for loving God so much).

But one brave soul stood his ground and said he couldn’t do it and wasn’t even gonna fake it. Before long, the members and the guests were all in a circle around this guy each with one hand on one of his shoulders speaking in tongues trying to “pass on” the ability to him. I just stood with my hand on his shoulder and looked at him looking around at everyone and feeling awkward for him.

At that point I was like “wtf am I doing here?” Moral of the story never try to get pusspuss from a church girl you just met by going to her church with her.[/quote]

Funny thing about my story. That’s exactly why i was forced back INTO church. I was hanging out with her

beforehand, and then tried to skip out on the church deal. Apparently the cops didn’t like that.[/quote]

jahal; your story sounds insane! please explain in full!

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I was seventeen, and a distant relative of the family came to our house (from another country - he was here for a few months) and asked me to come to the mosque with him “for a bit.”

So I went along. Three hours later I had been persuaded to spend 4 nights with these dudes in the mosque. Waking up at 4am every morning, walking around town trying to convert people and generally chatting mildly anti-western shit.

On the third day - when I sneaked out to check my mobile phone and saw all these messages from my friends like “where the fuck are you?” and when I was cooking food (alone) for a party of 20-odd people, most of who didn’t speak english …

that is when I thought “WTF am I doing here?”

Funniest thing is, why I didn’t ask myself that question four days earlier.

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[quote]TDub301 wrote:
Went to a friend’s (a girl I liked, to be specific) church. Everything was normal, until the service was over and they took a few of the members along with all the guests (me included) into a back room and proceeded to “teach” us how to speak in tongues.

I’ll admit I conformed and faked it so they would leave me alone (I’m a Christian and all, but I never thought it was necessary to do that kind of stuff and also feel that 99% of the people who do are just trying to get attention and credit for loving God so much).

But one brave soul stood his ground and said he couldn’t do it and wasn’t even gonna fake it. Before long, the members and the guests were all in a circle around this guy each with one hand on one of his shoulders speaking in tongues trying to “pass on” the ability to him. I just stood with my hand on his shoulder and looked at him looking around at everyone and feeling awkward for him.

At that point I was like “wtf am I doing here?” Moral of the story never try to get pusspuss from a church girl you just met by going to her church with her.[/quote]
As a Protestant/pentecostal christian I agree with the whole attention aspect but believe in the ability to speak in tongues obviously

The wtf moment about the preachers wife screaming about satan telling her gays are ok is pretty funny but sad.

Hmm my wtf moment was hanging at a girls house and her drunk ass uncle getting pissed at me for literally no reason then trying to stare me down? I make a habit of always looking a person in the eyes (respectfully not back down bitch kinda way) and I think he didn’t like it. the guy was 5’9 120lbs. at 16 I could still take him on no problem.lol.

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When I was first in Australia on exchange,the fella I was staying with,who is a big emo type,brought me and my friend,2 meathead types,to this baptist youth group meeting.They did this thing where they passed a candle around to people who inspired them in their faith during their time in the group and my friend and I were both thinking ‘Jesus Christ please don’t let them pass me the fucking candle,please no’.

That was most certainly a wtf am I doing here moment!

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[quote]nomorewar wrote:
it happened again!!! i was juked into another amway meeting and it was too late to leave… I WAS STUCK!! THATS IT…next time, im just walking out. Fucking weirdos.[/quote]

Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me…

Sorry, dude, that second time it seems like you WANT to be there…

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5yrs ago, Went back to vist family in NYC with the Mrs. Cold winter day we went into the city. I started to freeze up while we were walking thru the viliage and seen a cool coffe shop, had a feel like a club with a bar and everything but it was a coffee shop.

Mrs went to the bathroom I sat ordered a expresso drink, music is pumping I’m bobbing my head getting into it. Took my coat off thinking this is cool. Noticed the flyers on the wall behind me all had guys with there shirts off and either helmets or police hats, hmmm must be a cop/fireman hangout…music “thump thump thump boom boom boom” Look in the back hmmmm all the couples seem to be guy-guy, girl-girl…eh its the viliage.

Look out the window at the front door notice the logo is a Greek God with a cup of coffee. It was then I realized I was in my first Gay Coffee shop…interesting, of course the Mrs got it right away as she comes out the bathroom dancing and yelling “HEY DID YOU KNOW THIS WAS A GAY COFFEE SHOP…COOL”.

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Went to NYC to see the museums and such when I was in high school. So it’s just me and my buddy fairly well dressed as we were going to be in museums all day and we decide to use the subway as opposed to a taxi. My friend claimed he knew from previous experience how to get there so I let him guide me. In hindsight I should’ve known that he was too prideful to admit he didn’t have a fucking clue.

We ended up in Bedford-Stuyvesant, lost as hell. WTF were we doing? Luckily, a nice Rastafarian man told us that we had to go down one more stop to catch a train going back the other way. The next stop was Harlem. So two skinny white kids standing on a dark platform in Harlem waiting twenty minutes for a train. To make it even more interesting there was a rat on the tracks and a small amount of a red liquidy substance on the platform.

My friend elbowed me and suggested that perhaps it was soda or something like that. The friendly (only friendly person there) man drinking a bottle out of a paper bag told us that someone had been stabbed about twenty minutes earlier, but the police hadn’t shown up yet and it would be cleaned up soon.

Longest twenty minutes of my life…like something out a movie.

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[quote]pushharder wrote:

[quote]Iron Dwarf wrote:

The one time I got lost driving and ended up in the scary part of Camden.

[/quote]Happened to me in n.w. Philly a couple of years ago. I normally have an excellent sense of direction and a good, almost photographic memory of maps and such so I was a confident (soon to be realized overconfident) sumbitch.

I was there on business from out of town and coming from a job about 40 miles west of there and looking for an Enterprise Rental Car location to return a car. I studied the map before I left (can’t remember why I didn’t take it with me) and took off. Got stuck in traffic and road construction and got incredibly lost and twisted around. Drove for hours at high rates of speed with an employee tailing me (he was picking me up after dropping off the car) and zillions of u-turns, missed exits, back street rambling, multiple cell phone calls, losing my “chase vehicle”, stopping and asking for directions (rarely and with great hesitation), etc. trying to make it before closing time.

Never in my life has that happened to me to that degree. My poor employee following me said it was the mother of all car chases.

At one point I even considered just leaving the car in a parking lot and driving off in the other car and calling Enterprise and telling them kinda where the car was at. But I became obsessed, a man-with-a-mission, searching for the Northwest Passage. Eureka!
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Man, I live literally 20 minutes from Philly. If I had known you then, you could have called me and I’d have given you directions to my house for further directions, dinner and a dip. At least then you’d be content for the ride back.

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These hot chicks come to the door, turns out they are Mormons. They invite me to a get-together and of course I think its an opportunity to get laid.

Turns out these girls are missionaries (not what you’re thinking). This get together ends up being at a Mormon church and they are trying to convert me or whatever. Either way I realized I’m not getting laid, but I stay for a while because they were really fucking hot and I kept hoping they’d still wanna fuck.

Eventually I had to get the hell out of there because it was going nowhere and they were starting to creep me out.

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[quote]fireflyz wrote:
Went to NYC to see the museums and such when I was in high school. So it’s just me and my buddy fairly well dressed as we were going to be in museums all day and we decide to use the subway as opposed to a taxi. My friend claimed he knew from previous experience how to get there so I let him guide me. In hindsight I should’ve known that he was too prideful to admit he didn’t have a fucking clue.

We ended up in Bedford-Stuyvesant, lost as hell. WTF were we doing? Luckily, a nice Rastafarian man told us that we had to go down one more stop to catch a train going back the other way. The next stop was Harlem. So two skinny white kids standing on a dark platform in Harlem waiting twenty minutes for a train. To make it even more interesting there was a rat on the tracks and a small amount of a red liquidy substance on the platform.

My friend elbowed me and suggested that perhaps it was soda or something like that. The friendly (only friendly person there) man drinking a bottle out of a paper bag told us that someone had been stabbed about twenty minutes earlier, but the police hadn’t shown up yet and it would be cleaned up soon.

Longest twenty minutes of my life…like something out a movie. [/quote]

Bed-Sty do or die. Out of a Movie,naaaaaaaaaaa that was just a Thursday in NYC

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I was 17 when I graduated from High School and I did not want to go straight to college. Instead I decided to move to a buddhist temple located in the Birkshire Mountains. After my parents dropped me off and I watched them drive away I remember thinking to myself, “What the fuck have I done…”. Some of the strangest yet most enlightening 4 months of my life.

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[quote]ADvanced TS wrote:
These hot chicks come to the door, turns out they are Mormons. They invite me to a get-together and of course I think its an opportunity to get laid.

Turns out these girls are missionaries (not what you’re thinking). This get together ends up being at a Mormon church and they are trying to convert me or whatever. Either way I realized I’m not getting laid, but I stay for a while because they were really fucking hot and I kept hoping they’d still wanna fuck.

Eventually I had to get the hell out of there because it was going nowhere and they were starting to creep me out.[/quote]

lol, that’s funny. Tricked by your dick…I hate it when that happens.

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My first week in England, me and 2 buddies of mine went down town, went to a few pubs and decided to get away from the touristy areas and visit some of the smaller whole in the wall pubs.

We went to this little pub and passed this hot ass girl standing at a door asking us if we want a lap dance. My buddy started BEGGING us to go in, we eventually agreed and were led down like 3 flights of stairs into an open area full of guys (they appeared to work there, they were all watching tv and talking). Then she led us into this tiny room, where she sat us down and one by one girls started coming and she asked us which one we liked. They were all fkn busted and ugly, the only hot one was the one who was offering the other girls to us and apparently she was just the hostess.

Anyways we tell them we don’t want any of them and she looked a bit worried. She then said we had to take atleast one, when we declined she looked up at a camera in the corner of the room which none of us noticed. She then said we had to pay 500 pounds (around $700 at the time), when we asked her why, she stated for her company of sitting down and talking to us, she literally said “you guys think I’m just going to talk to you for free” lol.

When we refused to pay, 2 large men walked into the room blocking us from the door way one of them started yelling and saying we aren’t going fkn anywhere til we pay them.

It is at this moment that I was like WTF am i doing here?!?!!?

Long story short they ended up robbing my 2 buddies, I told them i didn’t have any cash and when I pulled out my wallet to show them, i smoothly pulled out all the bills and let them fall in my pocket and showed them my empty wallet.

So there we were 3 hispanic guys, 2 from los angeles and 1 from miami thinking we were hard shit, yet we were 3 floors underground trapped in a tiny room where we passed tons of men to get there who were demanding all the money we had. I felt like a little kid getting punk’d for his lunch money. One of my buddies started getting really pissed and kicking shit and getting loud. I whispered, “stay calm man, no way we can fight our way past all those guys in the next room and up the stairs.” It was at that moment that I think he realized how fkd we were and he had a real pani’d look on his face. lol it was priceless. Dude was 6’4" a lean 250lbs and his face went from rock hard to “oh shit” in 0.6 secs. haha

It was a great night, but I didn’t lose any money so I wasn’t nearly as upset as my buddies. We ended up running into some cops and told them what happened and they just kinda shrugged and said, ya that happends a lot, try to only go to legit strip joints. No shit! Thanks a lot officer!

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[quote]AndrewG909 wrote:
My first week in England, me and 2 buddies of mine went down town, went to a few pubs and decided to get away from the touristy areas and visit some of the smaller whole in the wall pubs.

We went to this little pub and passed this hot ass girl standing at a door asking us if we want a lap dance. My buddy started BEGGING us to go in, we eventually agreed and were led down like 3 flights of stairs into an open area full of guys (they appeared to work there, they were all watching tv and talking). Then she led us into this tiny room, where she sat us down and one by one girls started coming and she asked us which one we liked. They were all fkn busted and ugly, the only hot one was the one who was offering the other girls to us and apparently she was just the hostess.

Anyways we tell them we don’t want any of them and she looked a bit worried. She then said we had to take atleast one, when we declined she looked up at a camera in the corner of the room which none of us noticed. She then said we had to pay 500 pounds (around $700 at the time), when we asked her why, she stated for her company of sitting down and talking to us, she literally said “you guys think I’m just going to talk to you for free” lol. When we refused to pay, 2 large men walked into the room blocking us from the door way one of them started yelling and saying we aren’t going fkn anywhere til we pay them.

It is at this moment that I was like WTF am i doing here?!?!!?

Long story short they ended up robbing my 2 buddies, I told them i didn’t have any cash and when I pulled out my wallet to show them, i smoothly pulled out all the bills and let them fall in my pocket and showed them my empty wallet.

So there we were 3 hispanic guys, 2 from los angeles and 1 from miami thinking we were hard shit, yet we were 3 floors underground trapped in a tiny room where we passed tons of men to get there who were demanding all the money we had. I felt like a little kid getting punk’d for his lunch money. One of my buddies started getting really pissed and kicking shit and getting loud. I whispered, “stay calm man, no way we can fight our way past all those guys in the next room and up the stairs.” It was at that moment that I think he realized how fkd we were and he had a real pani’d look on his face. lol it was priceless. Dude was 6’4" a lean 250lbs and his face went from rock hard to “oh shit” in 0.6 secs. haha

It was a great night, but I didn’t lose any money so I wasn’t nearly as upset as my buddies. We ended up running into some cops and told them what happened and they just kinda shrugged and said, ya that happends a lot, try to only go to legit strip joints. No shit! Thanks a lot officer![/quote]

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[quote]Kerley wrote:

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Everyone else was telling their stories, why do I get shit for telling mine!?! =(

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[quote]AndrewG909 wrote:

[quote]Kerley wrote:

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Everyone else was telling their stories, why do I get shit for telling mine!?! =([/quote]

cause it amuses me :smiley:

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[quote]Kerley wrote:

[quote]AndrewG909 wrote:

[quote]Kerley wrote:

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Everyone else was telling their stories, why do I get shit for telling mine!?! =([/quote]

cause it amuses me :D[/quote]

I liked it. Didn’t happen to me when I was in Europe but I felt like I almost got into that situation a few times.

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[quote]coolnatedawg wrote:

[quote]Kerley wrote:

[quote]AndrewG909 wrote:

[quote]Kerley wrote:

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Everyone else was telling their stories, why do I get shit for telling mine!?! =([/quote]

cause it amuses me :D[/quote]

I liked it. Didn’t happen to me when I was in Europe but I felt like I almost got into that situation a few times.[/quote]

Thanks Natedawg, good to know SOMEBODY has my back, either that or you just wanna hook up with my model friend when you get to cali??? lol

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I would seriously probably be dead if I ended up in some of those situations. Holy shit no wonder I generally stay away from doing anything exciting, or even anything that could lead me to do something exciting.

V

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[quote]AndrewG909 wrote:
My first week in England, me and 2 buddies of mine went down town, went to a few pubs and decided to get away from the touristy areas and visit some of the smaller whole in the wall pubs.

We went to this little pub and passed this hot ass girl standing at a door asking us if we want a lap dance. My buddy started BEGGING us to go in, we eventually agreed and were led down like 3 flights of stairs into an open area full of guys (they appeared to work there, they were all watching tv and talking). Then she led us into this tiny room, where she sat us down and one by one girls started coming and she asked us which one we liked. They were all fkn busted and ugly, the only hot one was the one who was offering the other girls to us and apparently she was just the hostess.

Anyways we tell them we don’t want any of them and she looked a bit worried. She then said we had to take atleast one, when we declined she looked up at a camera in the corner of the room which none of us noticed. She then said we had to pay 500 pounds (around $700 at the time), when we asked her why, she stated for her company of sitting down and talking to us, she literally said “you guys think I’m just going to talk to you for free” lol.

When we refused to pay, 2 large men walked into the room blocking us from the door way one of them started yelling and saying we aren’t going fkn anywhere til we pay them.

It is at this moment that I was like WTF am i doing here?!?!!?

Long story short they ended up robbing my 2 buddies, I told them i didn’t have any cash and when I pulled out my wallet to show them, i smoothly pulled out all the bills and let them fall in my pocket and showed them my empty wallet.

So there we were 3 hispanic guys, 2 from los angeles and 1 from miami thinking we were hard shit, yet we were 3 floors underground trapped in a tiny room where we passed tons of men to get there who were demanding all the money we had. I felt like a little kid getting punk’d for his lunch money. One of my buddies started getting really pissed and kicking shit and getting loud. I whispered, “stay calm man, no way we can fight our way past all those guys in the next room and up the stairs.” It was at that moment that I think he realized how fkd we were and he had a real pani’d look on his face. lol it was priceless. Dude was 6’4" a lean 250lbs and his face went from rock hard to “oh shit” in 0.6 secs. haha

It was a great night, but I didn’t lose any money so I wasn’t nearly as upset as my buddies. We ended up running into some cops and told them what happened and they just kinda shrugged and said, ya that happends a lot, try to only go to legit strip joints. No shit! Thanks a lot officer![/quote]

That blows. Good story though.