16 Of The Most Memorable Moments People Shared With Complete Strangers

16 Of The Most Memorable Moments People Shared With Complete Strangers

Most days, we drudge through each monotonous day without really interacting with any strangers, unless it’s some rando handing you your Starbucks and even then, all you garner up is a mumbled ‘thanks’. Every once in a while though, we run into a stranger who may do something big or small, but it sticks with you your entire lifetime. These strangers did and the stories are pretty fantastic.

1. That is one nice child.

My son was in a pretty serious accident. I was a wreck in the icu waiting room. A little girl maybe about 9 or 10 years old was with her family, saying goodbye to her great grandmother . She waltzed right up to me and said , ” sir, why are you crying ? ” I explained my son was very sick. She handed me a miniature puppy doll and told me it was lucky and my son would get better. She was.right, he did and I still keep that little puppy on my dresser and think of that sweet child.

Stillloveyou112 /

2. Nothin’ like a friendly stranger sharing his tin of pineapple.

I’d locked myself out of my flat once when I was taking out the rubbish. It would have been close to midnight. Female, early twenties, and just out of hospital. I had no way to get in and no money, phone, or nearby friends. I don’t remember this boy arriving or explaining myself to him, but he sat with me until morning the whole night long beneath my block. He had limited English so we barely spoke, and he shared a tin of pineapple with me he had in his bag. He was calm, empty of ill intent, quiet but watchful. Friendly, a big, open smile. When the sun came up, he walked on. I’ll never forget him, or how kind he was to do that. Some people are so in tune with the world, they protect it. I hope he was ok too.

stopbeingamole /

3. It’s always fun when things like this happen.

When an older gentleman knocked on my door one day and asked if he could possibly come inside and revisit the home in which he had lived over 55 years ago.

It was a pleasure to show him around and to hear his recollection of things that had happened within those walls many years ago – some of which were eye-openers.

I never saw him again because he was visiting from the other coast, where he now lives. Still, he told me tales of the house and neighborhood I won’t forget.

starcz0 /

4. Just a random 10 minute stranger hug.

I’ve shared this on Reddit before. The day I found out my grandmother had a stroke and would never walk or talk again, I was away at college. I finally broke down in a bathroom. A girl came in and asked if I needed a hug. I was crying so hard that I really didn’t get a look at her face. I cried on her shoulder for about 10 minutes and then had to pull myself together and leave for class. I never explained myself and she never asked. I never recognized or spoke to her again. I wonder if she sometimes saw me on campus and wondered what was up and if I was okay.

AvadaKedavras /

5. “Good job.” “You too.” “See you never again.”

My touch football team was sponsored by a local bar that does Karaoke on the same day of the week that our games are. We went for a beer after our game. I don’t sing well but I enjoy singing and I’m not shy. I sing the occasional song but I would say 1 every 4 times we go. Wasn’t planning on singing this time but a girl went up stage and asked if anyone would sing that song from Grease ‘You’re the one that I want’. I thought, why the hell not. Went up and we fucking nailed it. People were dancing and cheering. We finished the song. We both sort of said good job like stuff. She went back to her table of friends. I went back to my football team. She and her friends left shortly afterward. That was over 20 years ago. I still think about that night from time to time.

Fiascoe /

6. Large Bills McGee over here.

I was on a long late night bus ride. It was express so it made very few stops. The bus had maybe 10 people on it in total. Half way through the trip it made a stop at a small town station so people could grab a snack or use a public restroom and maybe stretch their legs.

I went up to the counter to buy what at that point was my dinner even though it was after 10 pm and when the cashier rang it up I passed a $50 bill to her and she told me that she couldn’t make change. Defeated I went back to my seat on the bus.

As everyone piled on and the bus drove away I lovely middle aged lady walked up from her seat near the back and politely asked if I minded if she sat with me. I told her she was more than welcome. She sits and proceeds to unpack a small lunch bag.

She then split the entirety of her meal with me. She said she had been waiting for the washroom to clear out and had overheard what happened. She said: “I’ve gone hungry in my life and it sucks. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone, so you can share with me.”

When we were done I jokingly asked if she could break a $50 and we had a good laugh. She stuck with me for the remainder of the trip and was a very interesting lady besides being incredibly generous.

I hope she is well.

Theearthhasnoedges /

7. 75% of this person’s daily thoughts are about this crane.

was on the bus home and this girl sitting next to me was making paper cranes. before i got off the bus she stopped me and gave me the crane she was working on and smiled at me. i still have it and i think about it a lot

sunnylia  /

8. You were destined to become friends.

I wrestled in high school and after a match tradition dictates that you walk over and shake the hand of your opponent’s coach, then cross the mat diagonally and shake your own coach hand, crossing paths with your former opponent as you do so.

Once after a match with a kid I’d never met before I said “round the world” as we approached each other and we high fived as we crossed paths and then did the round the world high five thing and high fived down low behind our backs, it was one of my proudest moments.

Orthoff /

9. Almost hard to imagine people can be this unconditionally nice.

I was in Legazpi, Philippines, and Avengers just came out (summer 2012), and I went to go watch it at the local theater in town. The ship just left the city, and I was relieved of duty; as now it was vacation time for me after months at sea sailing from Perth, AU to Legazpi, PI via the treacherous Makassar Straits. So Avengers it is? hahaha.

After the movie, It got dark out, and I wandered around town and got lost. I was trying to find a way back to the hotel, but Legazpi was a bit difficult to navigate by foot.

This guy in his motorcycle-sidecar taxi/tuk-tuk zooms up to me, and asks if I’m lost. I say I’m ok, that I don’t need a taxi. But he insisted I enter his tuk-tuk; that he’d take me to the town festival that was going on for free.

I obliged, and he sped off with me inside. He goes, “my friend, you were about to get mugged by those dozen squatters.”

He may have been fishing for a fare, or maybe he wasn’t. To me though, his face and demeanor genuinely came off as a hardworking super nice guy. If he didn’t, well.. then I applaud him for being an amazing actor and he’s in the wrong line of work.

We chilled at the festival and got to know each other over a couple of beers (on me). Afterwards, he took me down this dark dark path, and I got a bit apprehensive. He kept saying “don’t worry, I’m taking you to my house for dinner!”

And yes, he took me to his tiny friggin shack of a house near the ocean for dinner. His wife was cooking, and he had two tiny kids running around happy their daddy is back home. We ate a great meal, and he dropped me off back at the hotel. No charge. What the hell!! Take my $20!!! Nope. Ok fine, howabout $40, and you show me the Mayan Volcano and all the cool stuff around here tomorrow? He accepted.

Next morning comes around, he shows up at my hotel. We take off and he takes me to these Dutch church ruins that got decimated by a volcanic eruption in the 1600’s or 1700’s, hiked all around these awesome caves, and strolled around the black sand beaches. We had a hell of a time. I give him $60 USD (hid another $20 behind another $20 lol; as the bills were crisp enough that you can kind of make it seem like one bill).

He discovered this as I was walking away and I laughed at him and waved back… he had no choice but to keep it. I wished him and his family well. He is/was a good person.

We kept in touch via email, except he didn’t have his own computer, nor did he have his own email address (he wasn’t tech savvy). He’d use his friends’ email addresses to email me about his kids and stuff over the next few weeks.

In 2013, Typhoon Yolanda DEVASTATES the Philippines. I emailed all his friends in vain. I’ve never heard from him again.


10. Good guy highschooler.

At graduation in highschool, I was the only kid isolated from everyone due to extreme social phobia and one guy came up to me and told me that he knew I always had a problem with people and he was the only person who signed my yearbook. I never knew him but that was a really neat gesture and I wished I knew him years ago instead of the graduation

Shippoyasha /

11. Makin’ friends on the road.

I had about a 2 hour drive from Columbus to the Cleveland area. I tend to drive on the faster side, and therefore pass a lot of people. I noticed about 20 minutes into the drive that the car behind me was still the same one that got onto the highway right behind me. We ended up driving the entire 2 hours right next to each other or in front of/behind each other. We created space in lanes to help the other pass the slower cars and made sure the other wouldn’t fall behind. As I was getting off the highway, he honked his horn, gave me a big smile, and waved. It has been my favorite driving experience so far,

livecaterpillarflesh  /

12. Wow.

When I was fourteen, I was trapped in the rubble of an earthquake. I spent six hours crawling towards a man whose face I never had the opportunity to see… he was a citizen who didn’t leave his name with anyone and never came forward, after the fact. It has always bothered me that I will likely never find out who he was or tell him how much comfort his voice gave me during those horrible hours. When I saw pictures of the space I ended up in, much later, I couldn’t (and can’t) understand how he was able to stand where he stood for six hours without injuring himself or suffering some sort of emotional trauma himself. He’s my hero.

trailangel4 /

13. This seems like something you’d see in a movie.

I was on an eastbound train from Colorado two days before Christmas. There was some kind of incident in another car around 11:00 that night – a dude got wasted and started threatening other passengers – and we had to make a stop so that the local police could come and collect him.

After the delay, the conductor came over the speakers and announced that if anyone was feeling upset or shaken by the incident one of the passengers had offered to play his guitar in the snack car and anyone who was awake was welcome to come down and join in for a singalong. I’m always down for weird train activities so I decided to grab my harmonica from my bag and head down.

There were about fifteen of us in the car, ranging in age from 16 to mid-70s and from all over the country. We sang every song we could think of that even kind of referenced a train – we were somewhere in rural Nebraska at that point and nobody had cell service to look up lyrics, so at times I was pretty sure that we were making up more of the words than we actually remembered. The conductor came through after a while and offered to play a few songs, so the guy with the guitar handed it off and pulled out a mandolin, and my harmonica got passed around the group while one guy drummed along on his backpack.

After a while the conductor got up and left, then came back with a copy of The Polar Express. He read it out loud to our absolutely captivated group of mostly adult travelers while the snow flew all around us in the night, and I swear that for a few minutes our trip felt every bit as magical as the visit to Santa Claus in the story

Sometime well after the snack car was supposed to have been vacated for the night, we capped things off with the most ridiculously earnest rendition of Don’t Stop Believing that has ever been performed and went our separate ways. I never saw anyone from our little makeshift band again, but I’ll always remember that weird, wonderful late-night celebration of Journey and the magic of winter travel that came about because some guy was a jackass on a train.

dreadhorse  /

14. Facebook ’em up.

Same first name, same birthday, same interests and same workfield. Saw them at a network creation event and never seen again.

daphoux /

15. “Laughing because we’re farting, and farting because we’re laughing.” Beautiful.

I have been waiting for a question like this.

This was about two years ago, when I was in university. I was having some gas pains, so I went to use the bathroom. I was the only one in there, but someone came in shortly after, so I decided to wait until she was done. She apparently was in the same situation as me, so we were both just sitting in silence waiting for the other to leave, occasionally letting out tiny toots.

Finally, she says, “can we both just fart?” I laugh and say “yes please!” And for about a minute after, both of us are simultaneously laughing and farting. Laughing because we’re farting, and farting because we’re laughing.

We finished at about the same time and said “hello” as we washed our hands. I never saw her again. I still giggle every time I think of it.

CocoaAndToast /

16. Casual Nostradamus over here.

NYC bar: I was on a first date and there was an old guy at the bar — looked like an old fisherman from a novel — and he was convinced my date and I were already married. He went on and on about it. We said we weren’t married and he told us we were meant to be together and would be married a long time. He talked with us for a good 15 minutes about this.

My date and I did get married about a year later and have been together almost 25 years now.

DangReadingRabbit /



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