frbona:
This happened yesterday in uyo. Coming back from mass, on the road some guy stopped his car and asked if I needed a lift. I'm a guy so I never saw any strings attached to his offer. When he dropped me I curiously asked for his Facebook details which he was reluctant to give at first. When i checked,I found out why. It Turned out he was the chief consultant at a specialist hospital in ewet housing estate. WTF!!! Who just gave me a ride!

TruthHurts100:
Yesterday at Maryland, I was in a car, a lady was walking on the walkway and was looking at me until she bumped into an oncoming person. I con dey look myself.... So I fine small.

okikiosibodu:

My thoughts exactly. But experiences like this help one identify the hidden character in some supposedly close people . Had a similar way experience as a child with a "close friend" and I used to press doorbell in the neighborhood and run away. It was fun then. On a fateful day, I neighbor that was close to her door unknowingly to us before we pressed the bell, caught up with us before we could cover much grounds as we fled. She knew it was one person that pressed it, and couldn't possibly be the both of us. She demanded to know who, and instantly my "friend pointed at me, saying it was me. I was puzzled as at the sudden twist of event and replied quickly that it was him. The argument went on and the woman was just looking at us with confusion. She knew I was a gentle child and won't lie cos my mum was known to be a dsciplinarian, but the seriousness inwhich my so called friend was accusing me, and even swearing with it got her bewildered.
After a while, she muted us and said she was no longer interested in who the culprit was, but just want us to stop the habit of telling lies. We should tell he truth always and learn to face the consequences of our actions if we do wrong. She told us to read Acts 5:1-11 when we got home. That was my very first time reading the story and I was glad I did.
Apologies for my "epistle"
Cc:Hewrites

JonnyConnection:

I cried after reading this.

divads:
November 2013,

My dad fell sick, very sick, he was in comma for days. and was placed in ICU. he was to have a brain surgery. the money we had was not enough to book for the surgery as it was a private hospital. We asked for help here on nairaland. A man called later. sent #300k. he kept on calling to know about the condition of my dad. However my dad passed on. this same man kept calling. sent another 100k to help with the burial. even after the burial he kept calling, he'll call my mum, advise my elder brother etc.. On Christmas periods He'll still send us money till date. (we don't know him and we've not met before) .

Where ever he is I pray God will continue to bless him. He will continue to be a great source of inspiration not just to me alone.. but to my entire family.

Sometimes God uses sad moments in our life to show He still got our back regardless of what happens. As He used Mr David to send us help in our time of distress. I pray I'll not slack when it's my turn to render help to a stranger.

Nobodys:
Ask somebody's husband for his number.....Haa this bros nor like me oo....

SteveOfu:
interesting stories

okoroemeka:
I have quite a lot of stories with strangers that range from the incredible to the absurd,but for modesty sake let me share this mild story,it was November 2000 and I was preparing for my traditional marriage in December,I was driving from enugu to imo state with materials needed for the occasion when an nysc lady flagged me down, being a gentleman I have to help corpers,she was going to umuahia,I was going to okigwe,so she will stop at okigwe,ok,the journey started,to confess the truth I am not interested in the girl or even had any thoughts of misbehaving with her,my mind was preoccupied with the logistics of the traditional marriage,but few kilometers into the journey,she started asking questions,then hot steamy questions,then x-rated questions,by then she has my attention and I cannot believe my eyes,her skirt has gone up by some inches,Hmm!well I decided if the pant is almost showing it will not be a bad idea to put my finger inside,I did that and the result was shocking,she opened 3 buttons on her top so the breasts can easily be accessible and proceeded to suck me from awgu to ihube,I stopped at the cattle market in gariki lokpa and bought condoms,then we drove inside the cashew plantation along ihube expressway and fvcked the living daylights out of ourselves,I dropped her at okigwe without even knowing her name.

Well,my encounter with a stranger happened with me being the helper instead.
So i met this girl like 2 months ago at one hotel in port harcourt(Hartford hotels for those that know)
Was having car issues(overheat) and i was trying to fix it in the lot.all of a sudden,this pretty girl that i was eyeing whilst at the reception came outside crying
In my mind i was like this is my oppurtunity.
Well to cut the long story short,i walked up to her,asked what the problem was and baam!
She happened to be a small time hooker whose client had made away with her phone and money without paying her a dime
Well,me being nice decided to take this girl to airtel(phc mall) to retrieve her line,gave her 5k as pocket money,took her to wimpey junction and chartered a cab to take her home.(althrough she wept about her never been able to have a guy cater and show love to her like i did)
In my mind,i thought i was in love.called her i will see her on thursday,but have to travel the weekend to spend time with family.
Behold,when i finally met her,she started yapping about how i was supposed to use the money i wasted on flight ticket to get a phone for her and all that,how her life depended on it and bla,bla,bla...i knew there and then that i had invested my emotions on the wrong girl
Guess a bitch will always be a bitch!
Did i mention she was a student of uniport?
And also cried over the oppurtunity of me banging her while she was tearing up and vulnerable.
Well,i guess i am not wired like that.momma trained us well

delvinho:


Never help any hooker. Women normally aren't usually grateful, talkless of a hooker. Smh.. They are never appreciative or grateful. That's how they are wired once they start the job. 8 nor dey reason any ashawo to help oooo. Never.. Them go see you as mumu.