Most Outrageous Thing You've Ever Seen (Mod warning #76)

Toby Plain Ibex wrote: »

Seen something similar a few years back in a bar I was working.

I'm well used to seeing violence, and tbh and not to sound like a hard shaw it doesn't bother me a whole great deal.

However myself and my mate who was working the door with me were in total shock. The women dragged the child out of the bar by the hair beating her little face in.

Its the most shocking violence I've ever witnessed and I done nothing, simply put - I was shocked into inaction. But I'll never forget it.

Sadly, this type of stuff is far too common and I understand the inaction.

Stuff like this will be the sexual/physical abuse scandals of 20/30 years time.

Gyalist wrote: »

A one-legged alcoholic beggar gave me some serious abuse outside Tower Records on Wicklow Street one day because I ignored him. To which I replied, "well, I'm not the one standing on the street begging." He then swung a crutch violently at me but I sidestepped him and his momentum caused him to topple over and land on the sidewalk. It was only great self-restraint that stopped me from tap-dancing all over his head as he lay helpless on the ground.

Years ago there used to be a store on South Great George's Street called Cassidy's (it was part of the Dunnes Stores Group) whose entire window display consisted of mannequins in lingerie. I was going home early one morning after a night on the town and there was this middle-aged guy looking at the window display and jerking off. It was about 4:30 and as it was summer, it was already fairly bright but the guy was just unconcerned by the passers-by.

I thanked the second paragraph, not the first. Yes, thanked!

A few that pop into my head before I hit the cot.
Seen the aftermath of a Thai lad on a moped get crushed under a bus in Thailand too. No helmet, not that it would have helped keep his brains in. There was a weird smell too, which I presume was the white brain matter. It's the smell I can remember the most. The people around seemed quite calm, must be common we thought to ourselves.

I used to work in a pub as a barman (won't name pub) and one night someone was unfortunate enough to be attacked with a Stanley knife & wheel brace (he believed) in the toilets. The two attackers waited for the victim to use the toilets, quickly followed him in on the sly. There were no witnesses inside the jacks. It was like a scene from silence of the bloody lambs, blood splatter everywhere from the struggle and with his bloody hand prints on the walls. Was like CSI fookin' miami. Nightmare. The chap in question lost a finger and a piece of his cheek in the end (the finger I had to put into a bag for him).......nice....along with numerous slices/cuts/gashes etc. Some job cleaning the jacks too. (Was asked to clean them straight away too, thinking back, which was odd....evidence etc). Scummers. Heard one attacker was murdered a while after that.

Another night some poor drunken guy starting trouble with the bouncers....they all (7 or so) ended up hoppin' on him and kicked the teeth from his skull. I remember him outside, the sounds....urgh. Him then on hands and knees, looking for his teeth, knocking on the locked door for someone to help him. He only found a few of them in the end. Poor chap. My job in the morning was to wash the dryed blood off the footpath outside. Amazing at the amount there was. There are more but these are the worst by far.

Oh, remember coming home one night on my own from sme pub and hearing this woman's screaming getting loader and loader. That alone got the heart racing. Then from around the corner this naked women appears, screaming, running towards me. FREEZE! Couldn't make out what she was saying at the time. Ran past me. I ran after her and managed to calm her down, jacket around her and that. She was hysterical. Turns out she had been raped just moments before, I was probably only a minute away from catching the cnut too. That was fooked up at the time (I would have been 17 I guess)

I think that's me!

storm2811 wrote: »

Never been to Auswitch but was in Breendonk in Belgium before,wasn't exactly a concentration camp,but was a prison camp run by the SS.
A lot of executions happened there and the conditions were the same as the camps.

Really sad atmosphere though,I couldn't imagine anyone laughing at such a place,it's not fcuking fun park..

Saw that and couldn't believe that the Duvel Brewery was across the road with a big sign exclaiming "Here lies the Devil!" in Flemish (Duvel is Flemish for Devil).

I was on a motorbike trip in Southern Vietnam many years ago. Was going down a large motorway filled to the brim with other bikes and the odd truck. About 100 meters in front of us a motor bike, who's driver was obviously pissed, swerved out of the layby, onto the road and straight into some poor random person on a motor bike. They both fell on to the road where they both got run over by a 40ft lorry. Needles to say the result was the most horrable and disturbing thing i have ever seen in my life. I can still picture it to this day. What made it worse was the pissed friver had swereved out of his home, and his family where on the scene in seconds, the grief and the pain, twas horrable.

I seen a junkie slicing himself up with a stanley knife in the toilets of james' hospital casualty. I walked in to go and he was staring at himself in the mirror and calmly cutting himself to ribbons, never seen so much blood before or since, disgusting!

Years ago i was playing marbles with a friend of mine (ex friend). It was my go so when my marble hit his marble it rolled down a drain. Oops!
So we decided to get it out. Please bear in mind i was 9. The plan of action was, I would hold the drain cover up while he put his arm in to retrive the marble. To cut a long story short my scrawny little 9 yr old arms couldn't hold the cover any longer, I told him as much but as he was pulling his arm out i dropped it and cut his index finger off... The look on his face was pretty fu*king outrageous!

weiland79 wrote: »

Years ago i was playing marbles with a friend of mine (ex friend). It was my go so when my marble hit his marble it rolled down a drain. Oops!
So we decided to get it out. Please bear in mind i was 9. The plan of action was, I would hold the drain cover up while he put his arm in to retrive the marble. To cut a long story short my scrawny little 9 yr old arms couldn't hold the cover any longer, I told him as much but as he was pulling his arm out i dropped it and cut his index finger off... The look on his face was pretty fu*king outrageous!

:eek: holy jumpin batman jihad christ!!!

When I was about 14, me and my friends were wandering around town (NOT Dublin, for once), walked around a corner and saw the body of a woman who had jumped from the top floor of a multi-storey car park. Someone who saw her jump said it had happened literally 2 minutes earlier and she had hit the ground head first....... I'v never seen so much blood, and her body lying on the ground was at all the wrong angles.

Read in our local paper afterwards that she had been released from the local psychiatric ward that morning. She had told them that she was feeling suicidal, and asked to stay, but they told her she had to leave because there were 'not enough beds.'