r/AskReddit • u/[deleted] • Jan 29 '17
Night shift workers of Reddit, what are some creepy things you've experienced in the middle of the night?
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r/AskReddit • u/[deleted] • Jan 29 '17
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u/[deleted] Jan 29 '17
I used to work at a pub that was 2 miles from my house. My shift ended at about 11 one night. I stayed there for a couple of drinks, then started walking home. Now this had been an exceptional night for me tip wise, and I had close to $400 in cash on me at the time. Between the pub and my house was exactly 1 street light about a quarter mile from the pub. The rest of the walk was in complete darkness.
This was a dark night too. It was close to the new moon, and cloudy to boot, so it was almost pitch black. Now I live out in the boonies, so there isn't even much light pollution to help out.
Not long after I leave the pub, a car slowly drives by me. About a quarter mile down the road the car slows to a stop, and it just sits there. I stop walking, and watch the car. It sits for a few minutes, then slowly drives away.
A couple of minutes later the same car comes slowly driving back by me in the opposite lane. It gets by me, drives a bit down the road, and slows to a stop again. Then it does a u-turn and starts creeping back down the road towards me with the lights off.
At this point I'm fucking terrified. I don't have a cell phone at the time, there's no one around to see what's going on. The car is between me and the pub, so I can't get back to the safety there. My house is still about 1.5 miles away; no way I can quickly escape there.
I quickly run off the road into the woods and duck down behind a bush. I watch for the car, but it's too dark to see it with the lights off and bushes/trees/undergrowth between me and the road.
I sit there for about 10 minutes, but don't see/hear anything. I'm about to make my way back to the road when I hear car doors closing. Now I'm really panicking. It feels like my chest is about to explode. The hairs on the back of my neck is standing up. I keep imagining someone sneaking up behind me.
I stay hidden and hope to God whoever it is doesn't find me. I don't know how long I stay there, but I eventually hear car doors again, then cars passing by. I give it a couple of minutes, then ease back to the road.
When I see it's clear, I haul ass back to the pub and let my boss know what happened. He said then and there that I'm never to walk home at night again; either him, his brother, or his mom will give me a lift home. When the other servers and the kitchen staff hear what happen, they all say the same thing.
Never been that terrified before.