rSlash - r/Askreddit What's the Creepiest Display of IQ You've Ever Seen?

Episode Date: February 8, 2025

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Life's the creepiest display of intelligence you've seen by another human? Our first reply is from the Wraithkills. I knew a guy who worked retail and was able to memorize customer credit card numbers. He used them to buy adult content. Our next reply is from sendmenudes though. A friend once showed me his guidebook to how to handle his girlfriend. He'd taken notes on her likes and dislikes, what he'd given her and precisely how she

responded, which actions caused which responses in her, what phrases he could quote at her to yield particular responses, etc. And then sort of use the information he'd collected to write a little guide to expected outcomes of various things that he does, so that he could defuse her if she got mad at him. If she felt unloved, he had strategies for fixing the situation so he could go back to doing whatever he likes while she gets off his back. If X, then Y will likely yield Z, unless P. It was somewhere between oddly sweet and creepily

manipulative. Beneath that, Perurium says exactly what I was thinking, which is, what brand of autism is this? I don't read this as malice or he's intentionally trying to manipulate her. I think this is just how this guy understands the world and makes sense of it. And beneath that, Mr. Salty G says, I imagine them breaking up and she eventually gets a new boyfriend. One day the new boyfriend gets a message.

I see you're dating such and such. I wish you luck and happiness. Attached is a PDF with an instruction manual. I hope you find it helpful." Our next reply is from I Ain't Having With This. In real life, my sister hands down, and it's an ongoing thing. You remember that scene in The Matrix where Carrie Anne Moss downloads helicopter flight knowledge into her brain? Watching my sister just go about her daily life is like a never ending loop of that scene. Dishwashers broken? 10 literal minutes of YouTube later she's got it figured out.

The what, the how, the why, and it'll be fixed in half an hour if the parts are in stock at Lowe's. Car making a funny noise? Get her on FaceTime, pop the hood, crank the engine, and she's got it located and identified and estimates from three local shops for you to pick from. Random archaeological discovery mentioned in passing on the Daily MSN headlines? She's read the journal article already, and isn't it interesting how that validates so-and-so's finding from his dig in Chile in the 80s?

It's like, ladies, since when do you know about fossils? Crazy complicated, super esoteric recipes from Thailand she's never tried? I'll bet you a thousand dollars she'll glance at the recipe twice and whip out a version you could sell in a restaurant. She remembers your co-workers' sister's boyfriend's birthday and that he really likes chocolate sprinkles but not rainbow. She can get a feral dog eating out of her hand and get it to let her give it a bath and diagnose

what's wrong with its back leg from ten paces away. Hey sis, do you happen to know anything about welding? How to preserve this old dress I found in Great Grandma's attic? What I should do about these weird bugs on my potato plants? Of course you do. Her bosses at work keep trying to move her up the chain, but she's not interested because it'll cut into her jam-making time or something. But they all come to her first when there's a question or a problem they can't fix, and they listen on the first go. Her husband says that he's seen her ask the general manager what flavor of stupid he ate for breakfast this morning, and seen him apologize for the error in judgment.

She'll tell you she's not that smart, she just has a good memory, but I don't know, man. It's terribly handy to have her on my side, but if she ever decides to take over the world, we're all screwed. Our next reply is from SpinyNormanDinsdale. I worked with someone briefly when I worked for the police. He came to my team to get frontline experience

for promotion. He'd been in a secretive investigation unit before coming to us. I'll call him Dave. We went into this area with loads of gang on gang violence and we were enforcing a Section 60 stop for weapons after a nasty murder in the area. We stopped two men at the side of the street and it was immediately obvious they had nothing to do with any of it. We chatted for a bit and that was it.

Or so I thought. Dave, being incredibly polite and friendly, said to one of the men, I think I know you. The man said that he didn't. He'd never been in trouble with the cops, never been arrested, never gets in any trouble whatsoever. He was in his thirties, this fella. Dave said,

I do know you. Let me have a look at you. The other guy was good-natured about it even though I was feeling bloody awkward. I've never been in any trouble, said the man. Dave looked at him and said, I believe you haven't. Your dad did, though. Then he called the man by his name, his date of birth, his old address, his mom's name and date of birth, and his dad's details too. Dave says that 22 years previously, he attended at this bloke's house when he was a preteen because his parents were arguing and his dad was drunk. His dad was arrested for a minor sleep-it-off

breach of the peace. He wasn't a regular criminal or anything like that. Dave not only recognized this guy, but he'd done it from when he was a child, aged him, and remembered every bloody detail for a minor thing over 20 years previous. No wonder he was in the high-end investigation units. Genius! Our next reply is from MustBeTheDragon. This isn't creepy, but I knew a 14-year-old guy who was helping his dad drywall a home. This kid looked at the shape of a staircase, looked at the drywall on the horses ready

to be cut, looked back at the staircase, then cut the drywall without a single measurement or marking. The drywall fit the staircase so perfectly, it slid into place like it was snuggling the stairs. Not a single measurement. Our next reply is from FruitChute. When I was in med school, I was tangentially friends with a guy who never showed up to university at all. He skipped all lectures, called in sick for all lab and tutorial sessions.

The night before second year finals, he was around my house and said that he had spent the last week watching every lecture at times two speed. This dude placed in the top ten out of 300 students in every exam. And mind you, it wasn't just that he remembered everything. He had a functional, lateral, applicable knowledge of all the stuff that we had to know much better than most people who actually showed up. I always shudder to think that if he applied himself, he would be a monster of a man, but the dude was content to just chill. Beneath that, we have a similar story from PK Branded.

I went to university with someone like this. Everyone thought that he was a bit of a dick. He was actually just really intelligent, so I think much of life just bored him. He needed the stimulation. I actually got on okay with him. The two things I remember. First, his insane ability at pool. He could just figure out the angles for multiple balls and bounces and had the skill to hit the shot to cause what he would forecast. Secondly, one week before our end of year exams, he confessed that he had been to about five lectures that year and had never read any of the books or materials. He just said, I suppose I'd better read some. He then spent a week in his room reading.

He passed with the equivalent of first place. No idea what happened to him. Our next reply is from Alecom. I knew a lady who counted pills in a pharmacy basically her entire life. One time she looked at a container of ibuprofen that was supposed to have 100 pills in it and she said it looked off. She recounted and it had 99 pills in it. One less than it was supposed to.

My mind was blown. Our next reply is from Galkarunt. I had to learn collegiate level German in the military, which was a 9 month class. We started off with 15 people and graduated with 6. It was really hard and I barely made it through. The top kid in my class was a basic white kid from Indiana who had already tested out with top scores in Spanish and Portuguese in a matter of weeks. He not only knew those languages perfectly fluently, he could switch dialects fluently between like the DR and Spain or Brazil and Portugal.

Our school just kept throwing languages at him. He figured that out and started taking his time in class. But like halfway through German, he turned in a science fiction book that he had written to our teachers, completely in German. Then they put them in Arabic, then Farsi, which were each a one and a half year long schools on their own. So, in the nine months that I was there to learn how to read, write, and speak German, which already had an expected high failure rate, this guy did the same thing for Spanish,

Portuguese, German, Arabic, and Farsi, including dialects, accents, and wrote a couple of books. Before he came, he said that he knew some Spanish from working construction after high school and he liked the idea of becoming a linguist, but he had never really tried learning before. Besides languages, he seemed extremely normal, but no one knew that he was writing books. We already had like four hours of homework every night. It was insane. We were friends and I asked him his method. He said that his favorite way to learn was to take songs he knew in English and then translate them into the new language. The trick was that he wouldn't translate it word for word. He would learn about the people

and say the lyrics how they would say it. How he figured that out, I have no idea. Our next reply is from Spam Grenade. I had a friend from childhood who had an eidetic memory. He never forgot anything. At primary school, he had a lot of problems because he couldn't accept that people forgot stuff and nobody had any idea that he had this ability. So if anyone got a detail wrong or something like that, he would think that they were lying or trying to trick him and freak out. It wasn't until he was 15 or so that people realized

what was going on. Our next reply is from experience failure. Shortly before my ex-wife and I separated, she stated that she had run all of my friends and family away from me intentionally over the years. Not because she hated them, but because if the day came where she decided to kill me, she would have time to dispose of my body and leave the country before or if they noticed I was missing. By that point, I hadn't talked to any of my friends or family for almost a year and a half. So they wouldn't have known that I was dead for a good while, thinking I was just ignoring them because of her. Beneath that, people are asking what the hell is up with OP's wife and he says, We've been divorced for three years.

I have full custody of our three girls and she's currently in a mental health facility. I didn't know it in the dating stages, but she had a mental illness and was diagnosed professionally with schizophrenia about two years before our divorce. I don't blame her for her actions or anything. I knew that she was a sweet, kind-hearted person when we met, but her mental health declined rapidly after having each kid. The postpartum depression really ramped it up, and it just became too much for her. We did divorce, and I did get full custody of our daughters.

Our next reply is from Emman Bah. My ex remotely took over the computers of seven people using the same wifi and was able to make it look like the illegal images he was looking at were never on his computer. We lived in a duplex and they let us use their wifi. It wasn't until years later I realized what he'd done. Sometime before this, I had come home and walked into our room to find him in the computer of one of our neighbors on his computer.

I saw a network map of all the computers in both houses. I confronted him and he gaslit me into believing that I hadn't seen what I thought. Some years later, I stumbled upon a GIF on a shared tablet. It was shot in our very distinct bathroom and showed my 14-year-old niece nude. I called police immediately and he never came home again. He's currently in prison. That night, he was staying at his parents while the police were investigating. I realized his Gmail was logged into another tablet that we shared. I could see his search history in real time.

When does CP become a federal offense? Can an unconvicted sex offender see their kids? What's prison like in Virginia? Daddy going to jail? How do I get my wife to come back to me? Can you plead the fifth at court custody? Etc. I've always found it extremely unnerving that he could be so tech savvy on one side of things and so careless on the other. Our next reply is from Vicchio. Just the first time I witnessed someone with a special interest in real life. I was a school assistant and I'd been asked to walk around outside the school with a specific 13 year old kid who needed a 10 minute stress relief break.

It was a school for kids with anxiety and depression. Anyway, we were walking and a plane goes by overhead, pretty low to the ground. In a super casual tone of voice, the kid starts telling me the heading of the plane, which airport it came out of, based on how low it was, and its probable flight number and destination. I was like, huh? Our next reply is from PiecesMed. Not creepy, but my high school algebra teacher apparently had the textbook memorized. We were doing work in class by ourselves and struggling with a problem. What page and what problem number? He asked. He then proceeded to write the problem out on

the board without referencing the book. Blew our high school minds away!