Few years ago I was living in a building that was going to be teared down. They had set up these huge dumbsters on the yard for the residents to throw out all their furniture they don’t need anymore. We had broke my roommates couch and I was just carrying pieces of it to the dumbster when my neighbour stopped me and told me not to throw them in the dumbster but instead leave them next to it so he could play with his children on them. The guy was seriously taking dirty mattresses and broken down furniture from dumbster and playing on them with kids.

Then he invited me to his 50th birthdayparty that was also going to be some kind of goodbye party for the building apartment and everyone was invited and he told how he would have free booze and weed for everyone and how he would make a huge amount of food and vegan options also.

In the middle of his invitation to the party he just casually took my necklace to his hand because it was hidden partly under my t-shirt, looked at it and just continued to talk about the party without saying a word about my necklace, which I assume was a positive thing because I had anarchist symbol as a necklace and some people get really pissed about it lol.

His party did sound pretty good because I’m a pothead and also vegan but I didn’t go lol. It was quite weird interaction in finnish standards because normally people arent that trashy here :D

Not the weirdest but first to come on my mind

I was confused for Chris Rock.

I once worked at a gas station in a European country. A tourist once complained to me that it was really hard to find their way around town because none of the street signs were in English. I had to take a moment to gauge if they were joking or not. I explained that they are of course written in the local language and they said that wasn’t really considerate of us since we knew that there might one day be tourists here. I choose to believe they were just messing with me because I refuse to believe that anyone can be that dumb.

I live somewhere sunny in the USA, and a woman stops and stares at me in absolute disbelief. She says, “ericxjo??? Is that you???”. At this point I’m very confused because my name is neither common nor rare, but she clearly knew me and my name. I totally forgot, as far as I knew, who this was. Must have been someone who knew me very well, the way she was looking at me. “I thought you were in Australia!!” (at that point in my life, I had never been to Australia). So I said, “um, no, I’m here…” and we start to talk and she sits down. I’m a bit worried about her so I sit down too, she looks, well… concerned and shocked. After a little while, she finally realizes that she doesn’t know me after all. It turns out that she mistook me for her SON, who lives in Australia. She showed me pictures of him. Might as well have been me. There was no difference at all, it was like I was looking at a picture of myself. I joked that we should call him (I was seriously wondering if he sounded like me). His mother also mentioned that we had the exact same mannerisms and walking style. She also admitted at first she thought I was her son putting on a fake accent…

So I’ve never met my doppelgänger, but I met his mom!

Hung around at the bar after small concert, my wife and I started talking about the show with a woman next to us. Then the front-man of the band walks up and we all talk but he and the woman are flirting heavily. Turns into us walking out to go grab a drink at another bar, not that it was sketchy or anything but she indicates she won’t go without her new friends (us). Except we couldn’t really find a bar, it was some generic family restaurant that served beer so we’re sitting across from each other with our beers and the singer and the lady are whispering and making out with each other. It was not make-out vibes in this family restaurant, and they weren’t even that drunk, but whatever. Pretty weird night.