Real Life "Oh Shit" Moments.

[DoxDox]

Some years back, I decided to move back to Japan. Breaking up with my girlfriend at the time (Japanese - oh the irony) was difficult but also the right thing to do. As fate would have it, I ended up moving to her prefecture (kind of like a state for you Americans) which was good in a way because she told me about the area, some local places to check out etc.

My first day of actual teaching at the English conversation school comes. I'm all jittery from a combination of adrenaline and caffeine but ready to be the bestest teacher of English ever. My first student steps through the door and there's a moment of vague recognition; at the very least she reminds me of someone. Figuring that we had perhaps met in my student days, I asked if this was our first time meeting. She smiled for a moment and shook her head and in halting English said, "This is first meeting but I know your face. You broke my daughter's heart."

My blood froze.

 

[Beffudled Sheep_v1legacy]

Oh man do I have a few of those.

Biggest one would be the time I was in a heated argument with some other kid (we were around 13ish at the time) about some bullshit that is too stupid for me to ever admit.
All normal so far right?
We progressively got more heated until we were shouting and threatening each other.
Still normal I say.

Then he pushed me and as I was about to retaliate he pulled out a knife.

Now I didn't go "Oh shit" then. No, my mind didn't have thoughts for a few seconds after I saw the knife.

Then came my thoughts of "Ohshitohshitohshitohfuckshitohshitfuck" etc.

Wasn't the first time someone pulled a knife on me (though I'd like to think I'd go Oh shit no matter how often it happened) but it was the first time someone had done it purely from anger and it was the first time I 100% believed the person was going to stab me to death.

Similar situation, except rather than an argument between peers, it was a mugging.

I was stabbed in the leg. *****-ass didn't get my wallet, though.

I was crossing a road, when some old lady in a (parked) car started her engine, and regardless of me being right in front of her shot forward, and came within inches of slamming into me. Someone needs their license revoked.

Then, I remember when I was a kid, the mother of all fights broke out. Like... an outdoor riot. I was pretty much separated off from anyone who might help me, surrounded by people who decided they then all had some kind of personal beef with me. Got bum rushed by half a dozen or so people, and forced to my knees. Unfortunately, this was during a non-uniform day. Why is this unfortunate? Because two people held me down while the others whipped me with those big-ass pocket chains. Then there was the time I was tied to a tree and beaten with wooden stilts. The time I was assaulted en mass by every boy in my year and the years above me, including my supposed best friend.

Yeah, come to think of it, my school life was full of 'oh shit' moments, because for some reason after my sisters and their friends left the school, I became public enemy number one.

God damn man! After all that you must be one tough son of a *****!
Sorry to hear all of that still :/

Well, the stabbing was only a couple of years ago, but other than that, things have improved drastically since I was a kid.

I'm hoping to put my freakishly high pain tolerance to use in the Royal Marines in a few years, though

You'll need it! I hear those bastards are tough

 

[RaeveSpam]

When I was crossing a road on my bike and I turned my head only to see a car driving right at me. At that moment the car was 1 meter away

 

[regalphantom]

Last week I was giving a group presentation worth 40% of my grade for a final year course. My group was following a particularly strong group, and the girl who was speaking before me LITERALLY said either 'umm', 'ah', or gasped for air after every other word she spoke. She spoke for about 10 minutes on the technical details of our project. The rest of my team and I were just shaking our heads throughout the entire thing.

 

[Sean951]

My car died on the side of the interstate (alternator went out) and I got out to check the battery, because why not? I was just about to get back in when I looked behind me on the road and saw a car coming at me with a trailer behind it. It wasn't moving to the outside lanes (3 both directions) and was actually starting to cross the line onto the shoulder. Well, at that point I realized that I didn't have more than a second until it was going to be next to me, so getting in front or behind my car wasn't gonna happen. Instead, I got myself as close to my car as I could and leaned back over it, hoping it would give me enough space that they could go on by.

Nope. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground with my leg at a very awkward angle and my jeans shredded and my head spinning. I crawled to be in front of my car and off the road and then called 911. The person who hit me never stopped and I couldn't even focus on my phone. Ended up with 8 staples in my head and a surgery that stuck a titanium rod down my tibia since it was shattered-ish (4 distinct pieces, but 2 were mostly just large chips). I find out soon if I get to have it done all over again! Woo!

But in all seriousness, seeing that car coming and then going was probably one of the scariest moments of my life, and sitting curled up, cold, and in pain while semi trucks went flying by 5 feet behind me was probably the scariest thing I have experienced. Bright side, I'm slightly closer to becoming a cyborg, I have some wicked-awesome scars, and I'm alive. Which is rather baffling when I think about getting hit by a car going 75 mph.

 

[knight steel]

Some years back, I decided to move back to Japan. Breaking up with my girlfriend at the time (Japanese - oh the irony) was difficult but also the right thing to do. As fate would have it, I ended up moving to her prefecture (kind of like a state for you Americans) which was good in a way because she told me about the area, some local places to check out etc.

My first day of actual teaching at the English conversation school comes. I'm all jittery from a combination of adrenaline and caffeine but ready to be the bestest teacher of English ever. My first student steps through the door and there's a moment of vague recognition; at the very least she reminds me of someone. Figuring that we had perhaps met in my student days, I asked if this was our first time meeting. She smiled for a moment and shook her head and in halting English said, "This is first meeting but I know your face. You broke my daughter's heart."

My blood froze.

And then you two had sweet sweet sex right.......
[sub]right?[/sub]......
[sub][sub]right?[/sub][/sub]
dammit why can't the world run on porno logic >_<
p.s.sorry if this offended you in anyway/shape/form

 

[Uriain]

This one happened 2 weeks ago at PAX East.

I was in passenger side of friends car, on my phone confirming an interview with a developer on Saturday, when I see massive headlights coming up on us. Truck was trying to "guage the green" and didn't slow down on a red and we had the advance. Almost got T-boned by a delivery truck.

After buddy finished flipping his (rightly so) shit, I looked back at my phone and saw a notification for a new interview late saturday. Jokingly, I said "Well, at least we can hit up the Hawken Booth still eh"....

Laughter ensued, and we went for a beer. Scary stuff though

 

[Elfgore]

Well the day the hobbit came out I was driving down a curvy road with a friend. I was going about 55 and failed to turn sharp enough on a turn and hit the grass. My car started skidding and was pretty much going sideways at one point. Luckily I got the car back under control, thanks to my awesome driving skills, and luckily avoided a guard rail that would have scrapped the back of my car to holy hell.

Another to a lesser extend was when I reared a woman after hitting a patch a of black ice. I didn't even leave my apartment complex before I hit her. Even worse the woman decided she wanted to get a police report on it. Note this accident happened on private property so I would not be ticketed. When I backed up the scratch was no bigger than inches. The "oh shit" comes in when my car started skidding and I knew I was going to hit her.

The final one I have wasn't life threating or anything but when I was younger me and my friends went to Kings Island, a theme park, and I promised I would ride the new massive rollarcoaster, The Diamondback, with them once and if I didn't they could all punch me in the nuts as hard as they could. So instead of suffering massive ball trama I got on the rollarcoaster. Note I'm terrified of rollarcoasters so when we reach the top of the hill and we start to go over I start shouting "OH SHIT! OH SHIT!" over and over. Quite scary for me.

 

[dumbseizure]

The final one I have wasn't life threating or anything but when I was younger me and my friends went to Kings Island, a theme park, and I promised I would ride the new massive rollarcoaster, The Diamondback, with them once and if I didn't they could all punch me in the nuts as hard as they could. So instead of suffering massive ball trama I got on the rollarcoaster. Note I'm terrified of rollarcoasters so when we reach the top of the hill and we start to go over I start shouting "OH SHIT! OH SHIT!" over and over. Quite scary for me.

Ah, similar situation, but replace diamondback with tower of terror at Disney land.

This was also when I was so terrified of heights that I couldn't walk out on a balcony, so yeah, completely lost my shit on that one.

 

[Higgins05]

My family has an evergreen nursery and we have to sheer the trees into that nice cone shape by hand with a 4 foot long machete that we sharpen every time we go out. One time I manged to swing it just right that it missed my leg guard and went straight into the side of my boot. I just froze thinking, " Oh god, did I just cut off a chunk of my foot?" The blade even stayed standing up when i let go of it. I have never taken off my boots as slowly and carefully as I did then. And boy was I relieved when i saw the blade had gotten stopped in the leather just before my foot.

Then there was the time I got hit by a car while I was walking around campus at college. Still amazed I managed to walk (or limp) away from that one with no more than a bad bruise.

 

[Gitty101]

When I had to do an emergency stop on my motorbike and felt the front wheel slip out from under me. Saw the cement road approaching in slow motion and thought to myself, "Well, this is gonna hurt".

It did as well, broke my collarbone.

 

[Duck Sandwich]

My first amateur kickboxing match. I was severely outclassed, fighting someone who was far more experienced than I was. Also bigger, taller, and stronger. And he pretty much made me look like a bum that didn't know how to fight. I was pissed off at myself for being an embarrassment. Afterwards, I found out that he'd been dominating matches long before he fought me, but at the time, the possibility that he was far more experienced than me never occurred to me. About maybe a minute and 10 seconds into the first round, I get smashed with an overhand right and collapse to the ground. I regain consciousness before the referee starts the 8-count, take a few seconds to rest, think to myself "this isn't a good idea, but I'm not finished yet" and get back up. The referee asks me a second time if I'm okay to continue fighting, I reply "yes." (I lied) 30 seconds later, the same thing happens. After I get up again and the referee asks me a second time if I'm okay to continue fighting, I reply "yes" (I lied... again), the doctor decides "that's it, fight's over. You're done."

 

[Estranged180]

Well, there was that fun time I got to choose between hitting oncoming traffic, a tree, or the 6 year old kid who just ran out into the street...

I chose the oncoming traffic. What I didn't know about it was that there was a small dog in the lap of the other driver, and they had been speeding, and running a red light, and broadsided me. That was the easy part. The hard part was waiting for the young cop try to charge me with attempted vehicular manslaughter. Damned fool cops, I tell ya (at least around here). The dog is fine, the other driver was fine, everyone was fine... my truck was not. It had broken an axle when it hit the ground after rolling over their hood.

 

[IkeGreil29]

I was the passenger, riding shotgun, in a 2002 (I think?) Chevrolet Explorer. Now, the model had apparently been discontinued and revised because it was so tall it toppled over like a drunkard, but me and my family didn't know. I was 13 ish at the time, and had constant fights with my brother about who got to ride shotgun. I also had a nasty habit of not wearing a seatbelt. I had won that time, and was super happy. As we got to a crossroads, my mom went over the speed bump, and just as she turned around, saw another car barreling at us full speed, towards me. She swerved right, making the car hit the empty passenger's seat behind me full force, causing our car to flip on its side. I don't know if I screamed, I think I was too shocked and confused to react, but I felt my heart stop. As the car skidded to a halt on the pavement, my mom calmed my brother down, and I got myself together. We made sure we were all alright, which we were, thanks mostly to the last minute swerve and the fact no one was sitting behind me, but most importantly, the fact I did wear my seatbelt, leaving me suspended in midair, instead of shooting out of the windshield or crushing my mom. Needless to say, it was quite the experience for a 13 year old.

Besides that, when I lost my virginity I constantly had OH SHIT moments, with people knocking on the door even though they never go into the room normally and people searching for stuff that naturally isn't there. It's made more awkward by the fact you have all your clothes off and your GF is on her period.

I had a strange moment in elementary school... we had gotten new playground equipment which was plastic and metal, safer than the old wooden rickety stuff we used to have. Surprisingly enough, though, it hurt me more than any of the old playground equipment. There were these four rails that were angled towards the ground, in parallel pairs, that joined towards a ladder like pole. The other kids climbed to the top, sat on one of the lower rails, and rode it down. I was never very athletic and was pretty fat, but I figured I could do it, how hard could it be? I had no friends, so it was even more fun, because I was shitting bricks as I climbed the ladder. When I finally got to the top, I sat like so many of my peers did, but never thought of how to escape the rails. I got very scared as I kept going down, and slammed my rib cage against the structure at the end of the rail. I had the wind knocked out of me, but I also felt super hurt. To this day, I have no clue what the hell happened, because the next thing I remember is just me sort of blacking out, then finally standing up, feeling around for damage, and because I was terrified of the doctor, never mentioning it. I still haven't gotten it checked out, and I'm afraid I may have caused some strange damage, but I'm still terrified of doctors.

 

[cojo965]

Ah, airsoft a game that is filled with these. Now the question is which one? Those few seconds before entering the arena for the first time ever, or the mad dash at the start? Or perhaps that moment when you enter close quarters only to find out a bit late that your pistol isn't working? Maybe that moment when you so narrowly dodge an incoming hail of BBs that they are in your fucking mask visor? How about that time you are hiding behind cover and a sudden POW! telegraphs that someone has grenades and you don't know if they are on your team? Or how about your first day playing airsoft only to find out that the opposing team has one of these monsters:


Really though none of that tops spraining my ankle while getting a sandwich.

 

[J Tyran]

I was dying from a horrible type of pneumonia, only had half a lung left to breath with. The doctors got desperate and hatched a plan, they wanted to induce a coma and place me on life support. The doctors in ICU explained what they where doing, they contacted my family but they couldn't get there in time.

I thought I was a gonna so I managed clear my head enough to ask a nurse to write a letter for my family, she helped as they prepped all the equipment and the anesthetist started putting lines in my veins. I genuinely believed I would never wake up, it was a weird feeling.

Not so much as an "oh shit" moment and more like "fuck it, so thats that then".

 

[HoneyVision]

Oh man do I have a few of those.

Biggest one would be the time I was in a heated argument with some other kid (we were around 13ish at the time) about some bullshit that is too stupid for me to ever admit.
All normal so far right?
We progressively got more heated until we were shouting and threatening each other.
Still normal I say.

Then he pushed me and as I was about to retaliate he pulled out a knife.

Now I didn't go "Oh shit" then. No, my mind didn't have thoughts for a few seconds after I saw the knife.

Then came my thoughts of "Ohshitohshitohshitohfuckshitohshitfuck" etc.

Wasn't the first time someone pulled a knife on me (though I'd like to think I'd go Oh shit no matter how often it happened) but it was the first time someone had done it purely from anger and it was the first time I 100% believed the person was going to stab me to death.

Similar situation, except rather than an argument between peers, it was a mugging.

I was stabbed in the leg. *****-ass didn't get my wallet, though.

I was crossing a road, when some old lady in a (parked) car started her engine, and regardless of me being right in front of her shot forward, and came within inches of slamming into me. Someone needs their license revoked.

Then, I remember when I was a kid, the mother of all fights broke out. Like... an outdoor riot. I was pretty much separated off from anyone who might help me, surrounded by people who decided they then all had some kind of personal beef with me. Got bum rushed by half a dozen or so people, and forced to my knees. Unfortunately, this was during a non-uniform day. Why is this unfortunate? Because two people held me down while the others whipped me with those big-ass pocket chains. Then there was the time I was tied to a tree and beaten with wooden stilts. The time I was assaulted en mass by every boy in my year and the years above me, including my supposed best friend.

Yeah, come to think of it, my school life was full of 'oh shit' moments, because for some reason after my sisters and their friends left the school, I became public enemy number one.

Do you have any idea why you were treated like this? It sounds like you were targetted? Was it racism? Or did you do something to them?

 

[Athol]

2 Oh shits, 1 incident
Last summer I was up on an old roof, sticking some old shingles down. The old grit began to come loose under my feet acting like ball berings, propelling towards the edge and the concrete below (1). I managed to grab some of the shingles at thr edge of the roof to stop myself from falling, but now my lower body is hanging of the roof. I try yelling for help, but get no response, and when I shift my weight slightly (to see if I can pull myself back up), the old shingles I have a death grip on begin to tear (2). Instead of waiting for the shingles to rip compleatly, I let go and attempt to direct my fall.

Got out of it with only a few scrapes and bruises, and a mild concussion.

 

[The Funslinger]

Oh man do I have a few of those.

Biggest one would be the time I was in a heated argument with some other kid (we were around 13ish at the time) about some bullshit that is too stupid for me to ever admit.
All normal so far right?
We progressively got more heated until we were shouting and threatening each other.
Still normal I say.

Then he pushed me and as I was about to retaliate he pulled out a knife.

Now I didn't go "Oh shit" then. No, my mind didn't have thoughts for a few seconds after I saw the knife.

Then came my thoughts of "Ohshitohshitohshitohfuckshitohshitfuck" etc.

Wasn't the first time someone pulled a knife on me (though I'd like to think I'd go Oh shit no matter how often it happened) but it was the first time someone had done it purely from anger and it was the first time I 100% believed the person was going to stab me to death.

Similar situation, except rather than an argument between peers, it was a mugging.

I was stabbed in the leg. *****-ass didn't get my wallet, though.

I was crossing a road, when some old lady in a (parked) car started her engine, and regardless of me being right in front of her shot forward, and came within inches of slamming into me. Someone needs their license revoked.

Then, I remember when I was a kid, the mother of all fights broke out. Like... an outdoor riot. I was pretty much separated off from anyone who might help me, surrounded by people who decided they then all had some kind of personal beef with me. Got bum rushed by half a dozen or so people, and forced to my knees. Unfortunately, this was during a non-uniform day. Why is this unfortunate? Because two people held me down while the others whipped me with those big-ass pocket chains. Then there was the time I was tied to a tree and beaten with wooden stilts. The time I was assaulted en mass by every boy in my year and the years above me, including my supposed best friend.

Yeah, come to think of it, my school life was full of 'oh shit' moments, because for some reason after my sisters and their friends left the school, I became public enemy number one.

Do you have any idea why you were treated like this? It sounds like you were targetted? Was it racism? Or did you do something to them?

Well, I'm multiracial (mostly white, part Romani) but we only found that out a few months ago, and I look whiter than snow, so it can't have been that.

Probably just because I used to be smaller than everyone else, most likely.