Your scariest moment...

gioua

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Ok what's your scariest moment..

Mine both involved my son..
I was at work when wife calls crying.. said she was spotting (she was preggers with my son at the time) I somehow make it home and console her + taker her to the Dr's took about 2 hours but everything was ok.. we left and went home and I put her to bed and was talking to her and our cat jumped up on the window sill and looks out.. we made comments about that and then it just flat fell over and died...



other time was we were loading this large bed frame and it was massive and weighed about 200lbs easy.. it was in a box and it fell over and my wife and newborn son were in line to get hit.. wifey see's this and moves enough to still get hit bad put protected the baby.. she had a good 5inch bruise from that..
 

doublejj

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Mine involves about 2 doz NVA soldiers with AK47's & grenades, that were dead set on killing me & my entire platoon......They tried for hrs, so pick any moment...........actually there were several firefights in Vietnam........
 

eye exaggerate

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I was in a fight with some bouncers, like, a lot of them. Some stuff happened and it was time to get me out of the bar. I punched out the owner's brother then the head bouncer (long story). After that part, things went a little nutty. They were trying to get me outside and as we fought our way to the entrance door (in my case, exit door) there was another set of stairs in an unlit stairwell with a door at the end of it. "oh sht" was my first thought. Next thing I know I'm outside (phew), I realized I was in one piece and asked the bouncers to come outside one at a time. The authorities were there to make sure I went on my way instead.

That was a loooong scary time ago.
 

PeyoteReligion

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Ate some non edible mushrooms like a fool back in high school and got violently ill and almost puked and shat myself to death. True story. Scary as fuck.
 

neosapien

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8th grade. I got my then-girlfriend all drunk on Apricot Schnapps at an intramural basketball game trying to finger bang her. She got all wasted and made a scene. Teachers. Then cops. Then ambulance. I dipped out and and went home and waited in fear for her to drop the dime on me. Bitch did. First middle schooler to get a 10 day out of school suspension. Pretty proud of that. But that weekend living in fear was probably the most scared I've ever been.
 

vacpurge

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Mine involves about 2 doz NVA soldiers with AK47's & grenades, that were dead set on killing me & my entire platoon......They tried for hrs, so pick any moment...........actually there were several firefights in Vietnam........
carry on, I love reading your posts. memories and stories like that are so intense and insane and take so much balls they need to be shared and should never be lost or not shared with others. mad respect for anyone that has the balls to do it and has done it and walked away, or who has ran through a live field of gunfire... god damn talk about an adrenaline rush that would be. youre allowed to brag!!!
 

LIBERTYCHICKEN

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As a plumber I get to work in alot of trenches , One day I was instaling water mains in a sandy area , by code the main must be atleast 4' deep but the line must snake underneath the footing of the bulding another 2'
So im in the deepest part of the hole diging the earth out from under the footing while another was useing a pnuematic demo hammer inside breaking up the concrete to allow the water main to pass into the bulding
The spot that was chosen to bring the water into the bulding was close to a thick concrete pad about 8' by 6' , while digging the earth under the pad colapsed on me burrying me up to my neck on one side and between my shoulder and upper arm on the other
I had to wait for the excavator operator to run over and dig me out , while digging me out all I could think about is the thick concrete pad that has now ben badly undermined falling on top of me , By digging the dirt away from me it also brought the dirt away from the pad makeing it even more unstable
By the time I was dug out the hole their was only about 1' of sandy earth under the pad !!!! The only thing holding it in place was the concrete bond to the bulding (2 seperate pours with a expansion piece between )

The rest off the day my heart was beating thru my chest - burning off adrenline I quess


I dont know if anyone else hear has ben burryed but the experiance by it's self if nerve racking , A yard or so of earth coming at you from above with no wear to go , Most peope dont seam to know but with earth around chest level , the first time you exhale your chest colapses and the earth moves in preventing you from breaving
 

UncleBuck

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was about halfway through passing the other car on a narrow, two lane road with drainage ditches on either side when some asshole comes flying down the road straight at me doing about 100.

if the dude i was passing didn't see that car and slam the brakes, i would have had to knock him off the road to save my own ass and the three passengers in my car.
 

slowbus

New Member
As a plumber I get to work in alot of trenches , One day I was instaling water mains in a sandy area , by code the main must be atleast 4' deep but the line must snake underneath the footing of the bulding another 2'
So im in the deepest part of the hole diging the earth out from under the footing while another was useing a pnuematic demo hammer inside breaking up the concrete to allow the water main to pass into the bulding
The spot that was chosen to bring the water into the bulding was close to a thick concrete pad about 8' by 6' , while digging the earth under the pad colapsed on me burrying me up to my neck on one side and between my shoulder and upper arm on the other
I had to wait for the excavator operator to run over and dig me out , while digging me out all I could think about is the thick concrete pad that has now ben badly undermined falling on top of me , By digging the dirt away from me it also brought the dirt away from the pad makeing it even more unstable
By the time I was dug out the hole their was only about 1' of sandy earth under the pad !!!! The only thing holding it in place was the concrete bond to the bulding (2 seperate pours with a expansion piece between )

The rest off the day my heart was beating thru my chest - burning off adrenline I quess


I dont know if anyone else hear has ben burryed but the experiance by it's self if nerve racking , A yard or so of earth coming at you from above with no wear to go , Most peope dont seam to know but with earth around chest level , the first time you exhale your chest colapses and the earth moves in preventing you from breaving

i hear ya.I'm a pipelayer by trade.I've been doing it on and off for over 20 years now.We need 10 feet of cover on our mains.Plus insulation sometimes.I quit my job this summer(big money) because I was sick of the 10 to 12 foot vertical walls w/no trench box.A guy got killed 2 years ago in a trench here in AK
 

LIBERTYCHICKEN

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I live on a sandy island , Someone seems to die from a care in every year

Thats some scarry stuff your on your knees working on something trying to watch bolth your work and the walls at the same time , jumping up like a mad man every time a pebble falls or wind blows some sand at you, Then you have to worry about what can happen from suddenly dropping a power tool
 

dirtsurfr

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Years ago I was helping change the blades on a Band mill that cut logs.
I just finished locking every thing out and started testing switches when I hit the saw motor it kicked on.
I hit the off button but those big saws take a few minutes to stop.
As I turned to look at the saws I see the saw filer had already stepped into the center of them.
He had already released the tension on the saws and there he was standing in the middle
I walked over to him and stood there next to him and said if it takes you it'll take me too I'm so sorry..
Well the blades stopped spinning we didn't get cut in half an we both took a smoke after changing the blades out.

Whats really scary is when one gets knocked off and ends up in the conveyor coiled up like a snake ready to un coil and cut you bad.
Trick was to put a few wraps of chain around it so it couldn't.

Blades made real nice knives it was about 1/8" thick.
 

Jimdamick

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One of my scariest moments was when I was 16 and my mother found some white powder (speed) on my desk. I had a strong box that had bag of pot and more speed in it that I kept locked in my desk. She demanded that I open it, and I started the "you don't trust me" line. She then tells me she is getting my father to make me open it, walks out the door, and heads downstairs to get him. I immediately open the box in terror, grab all my shit, lock it back up, and put it back in my desk. He comes upstairs and tells me to open it, and I go into overdrive, crying and saying if you loved me you would trust me. Dad say's just give me the fucking key and shut up. I toss him the key, and he opens the box and finds nothing in it and apologizes profusely for doubting me. I felt bad about lying, but I know that I would have felt much worse while he was beating the shit out of me. That scared the shit out of me.
 

curious2garden

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(1) When the realization occurs that you are trapped a very long way away from home and no one knows where you are. That's a real show stopper.
(2) That awful moment of realization that machete fighting is different from knife fighting and you gifted your opponent a machete.
 

WeedKillsBrainCells

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i dunno really. the thing that came to mind was my lil bro who was 7 crying uncontrollably and i find hes snapped one of those glowsticks a bit too enthusiastically... green shit all over the floor and hes panicking saying hes seeing green. that was still more anger though but obviously was worried he was blinded
 

eye exaggerate

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A friend and I were driving dirtbikes down a mud road in late July. I was ahead of my friend and creating a wall of dust behind me. I moved to the right side of the road to slow down a bit and find him. *swoosh* was all I heard. I looked ahead of me and saw my friend drop his bike and start laughing hard. I drove up to him and he told me what happened. He said next thing he knew he flew by me, right by me. I looked at my left arm and there it was, a line of black 'rubber' on my forearm from his handlebar. I laughed hard, too.
 
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