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blankfist*promote for Friday!
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nominoHER: Jessie, I think I'm falling for you.
HIM: Cool.
[splash]
HER: I just fell hard. Damnit, now I'm all wet.
HIM: Can I come over...?
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antHaha, I sort of did when walking to class and just woke up (half-asleep) in college as a freshman year. I didn't see the wet sidewalk. Oops.
sineralsays...Last semester, I take some garbage out to the dumpster. On my way back, I am looking down at my phone while following the sidewalk. Side walk turns left, I turn left. Up the steps, turn left again to my door. I open the door, finally look up from my phone, see three people I don't recognize staring at me and think "oh, my roommates have company over. Odd that I didn't notice them drive by". I step inside, shut the door, they're still staring at me, nobody says anything. I notice all the furniture is different and what goes through my head is "wow, they changed the furniture in the two minutes I was outside?" I stand there for what felt like hours trying to figure out what's going on, wondering if I had just stepped into the twilight zone. All of us are still silent, just staring at each other. Then I realized I was in the wrong apartment.
Payback>> ^sineral:
Last semester, I take some garbage out to the dumpster. On my way back, I am looking down at my phone while following the sidewalk. Side walk turns left, I turn left. Up the steps, turn left again to my door. I open the door, finally look up from my phone, see three people I don't recognize staring at me and think "oh, my roommates have company over. Odd that I didn't notice them drive by". I step inside, shut the door, they're still staring at me, nobody says anything. I notice all the furniture is different and what goes through my head is "wow, they changed the furniture in the two minutes I was outside?" I stand there for what felt like hours trying to figure out what's going on, wondering if I had just stepped into the twilight zone. All of us are still silent, just staring at each other. Then I realized I was in the wrong apartment.
...and the cops believed that?
Stingray>> ^sineral:
Last semester, I take some garbage out to the dumpster. On my way back, I am looking down at my phone while following the sidewalk. Side walk turns left, I turn left. Up the steps, turn left again to my door. I open the door, finally look up from my phone, see three people I don't recognize staring at me and think "oh, my roommates have company over. Odd that I didn't notice them drive by". I step inside, shut the door, they're still staring at me, nobody says anything. I notice all the furniture is different and what goes through my head is "wow, they changed the furniture in the two minutes I was outside?" I stand there for what felt like hours trying to figure out what's going on, wondering if I had just stepped into the twilight zone. All of us are still silent, just staring at each other. Then I realized I was in the wrong apartment.
Sounds like a good beginning storyline for a porno.
Opus_Moderandisays...>> ^sineral:
Last semester, I take some garbage out to the dumpster. On my way back, I am looking down at my phone while following the sidewalk. Side walk turns left, I turn left. Up the steps, turn left again to my door. I open the door, finally look up from my phone, see three people I don't recognize staring at me and think "oh, my roommates have company over. Odd that I didn't notice them drive by". I step inside, shut the door, they're still staring at me, nobody says anything. I notice all the furniture is different and what goes through my head is "wow, they changed the furniture in the two minutes I was outside?" I stand there for what felt like hours trying to figure out what's going on, wondering if I had just stepped into the twilight zone. All of us are still silent, just staring at each other. Then I realized I was in the wrong apartment.
That happens to me all the time... and I don't even have a cell phone.
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skinnydaddy1says...With a few friends and a little patience its easy to Social engineer this at local malls and in parks. Your Target should be someone who is almost completely engrossed in texting on a phone or tablet. As your target walks closer to where you wish them to go slowly have yourself or friends move slightly in to their path, Do not block the path just move enough and look like your paying attention to something else that they can catch you out of the corner of their eye and change direction slightly to avoid hitting you. A few more feet and another person/friend does the same thing. Slightly crowded areas work best but not too crowded. They must have enough room to judge that not really paying attention to local surroundings is ok. Anyplace close to a parking lot or road will not work. As the sound of a car generally will make people more aware of their surrounding.
We've had them walk in to walls, Benches, foodcourt seating areas.
Why yes, We where bored when we cam up with this. It turned in to a little social experiment for college courses we where taking. The results where scary.
spoco2That is why I never text while walking, or read, or anything else that requires not watching directly where I'm going, and people who do shit me to tears.
In fact, I even really don't like listening to music while walking as it takes away from my spacial awareness too much, and I walk 2kms to the train station each morning and night, so I've lots of opportunity to try it, but I just can't handle not being able to hear everything going on and being more aware for it. (And no, this is in NO way a 'I must be alert and vigilant for anyone who may harm me' type malarky, I just like to hear when cars are coming, or bikes, or just knowing what's going on around me in general. Plus it's more peaceful anyway.)
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