71 Shocking Moments When Trusting Their Gut Literally Saved Lives—You Won’t Believe #37
We leave that park soon after that.
When some guy came into Waffle House looking for a piece of paper that the waitress accidentally threw away. The guy said he was going home to get his gun that was under his mattress and come back to Waffle House. My friend and I got our checks immediately, paid and left. We were not hanging around!
Was in Oaxaca, Mexico during the protests/violence that occurred. One day my dad and I were in the central plaza. It’s mid-afternoon and about to rain and he’s on the phone with my mom. I look around and realize we’re alone. Nobody is in the plaza. We’re a couple of Americans and also the only people there.
I tell my dad to get off the phone we meed to go. He waves me off. I tell him to turn around and look. He realizes were alone, hangs up and we need to go.
20 minutes later the local resistance takeover of tv and radio stations in the city started.
It was me telling myself that but it’s when I was at a “buddy’s” dorm room for a D&D session and was the only one sober.
“Buddy‘s” girlfriend tried to take off my shirt in her drunken stupor.
Realized then I needed to leave.
I was at a party and saw some girls rushing out of the house. I was drunk and got freaked out and left. While sitting in my car attempting to sober up, i hear screaming and gun shots from inside the house and book it down the street for a couple blocks until someone came and picked me up.
When i found a small camp in the middle of a state forest with a childs onesie down a hole. The camp had hundreds of bones surrounding it.
I heard some noise and f*****g legged it, fell over on a bunch of bones, legged it harder.
Not my story but my brother’s. When he 20 he was with a friend of his and had just met a girl at a bar. He and the guy followed her into her flat where about 10 minutes later they heard the girl speaking in Spanish. All of my family can speak Spanish so when he heard her say “I got two for you” he quickly grabbed his friend and left. Don’t know what she had planned for them but I don’t like it.
I was walking home from school alone back in the early 80’s, and noticed a man in a truck was following me. I got a gut feeling to run as fast as I could, which I did. He sped up as well, but I managed to duck behind a big group of bushes.
I watched from the bushes as he slowed down in his truck scanning the bushes to see if, I was in there.
He drove off after about 5 minutes, and later that night my parents had the t.v on and the police were looking for that same man for an attempted kidnapping a few streets away.
I had pulled up to a three way stop in Indiana. It was early August, and the corn was high, making it hard to see cars at the other two stop signs. I started inching my car out, and clear as day, I heard my Granny say”stop!”
I hit my brake, and a car flew through the intersection without stopping. I would’ve been hit had I not listened to her voice.
She had died two years before this happened.
Was in a bar on the rooftop deck. Some dudes started getting rowdy near the entrance to the deck. I could see the escalation happening and I told the gal I had been talking to to follow me and we went down the back stairs through the kitchen.
Two things happened that night. First, one of the guys got stabbed… In the head… Like through the top of his skull. Super glad I got out of there when I did. Second, I got laid that night. She thought it was super cool to “escape through the kitchen”.
Was in Paris November 2015 on Vacation. My girlfriend and I were in a small pub having a drink before heading back to the hotel. Most of the pub was watching the soccer game and we weren’t really paying attention.
All of a sudden we noticed the whole pub went quiet, and we saw the news on the TV about the terror attacks. The bartender could speak English and said to us “Are you tourists? You need to get back to your hotel NOW”. We thankfully were close enough to run back and we basically hid there with the blinds closed and lights off watching it happen on TV, terrified because we had no idea how far the attacks were going to spread.
The scariest part is that had briefly considered getting tickets to the EoDM concert that night, had we gone who knows what could have happened.
A few instances from mountain climbing/backpacking:
On the summit of Mt. Adams, a 12,500 foot (dormant) volcano in Washington state. The wind suddenly picked up ***very*** strongly as we were packing up lunch and about to descend. We looked up and saw what I can only describe as two horizontal tornadoes sucking up loose snow from around us. We basically ran/fell down the 50-foot snow slope from the small summit to a larger plateau below as the vortices descended to where we were just a minute before. We booked it across the plateau to the main slope, and then did a glissade (controlled sitting descent using an ice axe for rudder/brake) down a 3,000 vertical foot snow field in 15 minutes (it took us four hours to climb up the same snow field).
