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What random stranger has had the biggest impact on your life?

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sprite
Her Royal Spriteness
sick and tired of the same old questions. So, yeah: What random stranger has had the biggest impact on your life?

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Beffer
Rainbow Warrior
Since I was recently suspended from Lush for mentioning the way random strangers had the biggest impact on my life, I'm afraid I'll have to restrict my answers to the same old questions you're sick and tired of. Sorry.
noll
"insensitive prick!" – Danielle Algo
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What random stranger has had the biggest impact on your life and what color panties did they wear?


There, fixed it for you.


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NOLAHotGal
Active Ink Slinger
The random strangers that Hubbie or one of my temp Masters choose at the swing club for me to service.
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Pee-Wee Herman.
HeraTeleia
Top Shot
This is sort of a long story.

I was ~8 years old, just recently emigrated from Canada, and was in the Girl Scouts. My mum was the cookie mum that year, so she had like 20 boxes (crates?) of Girl Scout cookies in the back of the minivan. I was outside a local grocery store, in my Brownie uniform, selling cookies. I think I'd sold around 20 boxes when an elderly, poorly dressed, scruffy man leaning heavily on a cane came up to my table. He asked me some questions, like how many boxes did I need to sell to earn a badge, how many my troop in toto had to sell to fund camping trips, etc.

My mum (not above a snide remark or seven about a person's appearance) stepped in, told him the price per box, clearly thinking that he couldn't afford even one box. Guy paused, ignored my mum, looks at me, and asked how many boxes of cookies did I have with me. I thought he meant at the table. Nope.

That scruffy, elderly gentleman ended up buying every single box of cookies I had with me, including those in the minivan. I can't remember exactly how much he spent. Upshot was, he single-handedly paid for my troop to go to Camp McCleod and participate in multiple other activities that year. He very nearly single-handedly bought all the cookies the troop had been allotted for sale.

The best part? After handing me more cash than I'd ever seen in my life, my mum asked him if he'd like help loading the cookies into his car. His answer? "I don't drive cars, and I don't eat cookies." He left us with all of the cookies--we donated them to a local food bank.

That gentleman on that day taught me more life lessons than I can count--the top two being don't judge someone by their looks, judge them by their actions, and be generous. Financially, emotionally, do things that make life a little easier for other people.
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trinket
Convict
I saw a new doctor one day. Not my regular one. At that time I’d been battling severe anxiety and panic attacks. She asked me what I thought was causing it. I told her the someone had assaulted me at ages 6 and 14. We talked for a while and she said

“Why are you still letting him do this to you?” Then went on to give me the talk about me having the power to change how I feel. I sat there staring at her for a full five minutes I think, before it hit me that she was right.

I went home and thought about it for awhile and from that day onwards I took the power back. One sentence completely changed my life.
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This is sort of a long story.

I was ~8 years old, just recently emigrated from Canada, and was in the Girl Scouts. My mum was the cookie mum that year, so she had like 20 boxes (crates?) of Girl Scout cookies in the back of the minivan. I was outside a local grocery store, in my Brownie uniform, selling cookies. I think I'd sold around 20 boxes when an elderly, poorly dressed, scruffy man leaning heavily on a cane came up to my table. He asked me some questions, like how many boxes did I need to sell to earn a badge, how many my troop in toto had to sell to fund camping trips, etc.

My mum (not above a snide remark or seven about a person's appearance) stepped in, told him the price per box, clearly thinking that he couldn't afford even one box. Guy paused, ignored my mum, looks at me, and asked how many boxes of cookies did I have with me. I thought he meant at the table. Nope.

That scruffy, elderly gentleman ended up buying every single box of cookies I had with me, including those in the minivan. I can't remember exactly how much he spent. Upshot was, he single-handedly paid for my troop to go to Camp McCleod and participate in multiple other activities that year. He very nearly single-handedly bought all the cookies the troop had been allotted for sale.

The best part? After handing me more cash than I'd ever seen in my life, my mum asked him if he'd like help loading the cookies into his car. His answer? "I don't drive cars, and I don't eat cookies." He left us with all of the cookies--we donated them to a local food bank.

That gentleman on that day taught me more life lessons than I can count--the top two being don't judge someone by their looks, judge them by their actions, and be generous. Financially, emotionally, do things that make life a little easier for other people.


WOW, what an awesome story, it brought tears to my eyes. Thanks, Honey, for sharing.
She
Marx Sister
Though there are lots of more fun and elaborate stories, mine is almost certainly the guy who snatched me back from the edge when I was more or less falling into the Grand Canyon as a too-curious child.
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Trystin715
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Her first name is Kimberly. She is an auditor. I spent a day and a half with her and was infatuated with her intelligence, humor, and biological effect on me. I was crushing her terribly. Upon saying good bye, she said "The next time I come, maybe we can spend some social time together. " She is coming to see me again in August for the annual audit. She is 30-something and I am 66. I am still crushing her. To be desired and to desire someone, perhaps the best moments in life are wrapped into those two elements.
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