Even under the cover of pragmatism, the supernatural and the superstitions that come with it weave themselves into our imagination, as well as everyday life:

More recently on June 12, Singaporeans took to online forum Reddit's r/Singapore subreddit to share the creepiest and strangest things that happened to them at their workplace in a forum thread.

Here are some that gave us a proper excuse not to work overtime:

This toilet scene you'd think only happens in horror movies:

Yay story time!!

I used to work in an office inside a strata mall opposite istana. Had to OT till 8pm+ and after work went to the toilet. Like every strata mall, the toilets are dingy. I wanted to go to the first cubicle to pee but it didn't have a door and it was dirty as f*ck. Dirty as in there's black footprints everywhere even on the toilet bowl/seat, toilet paper strewn everywhere and the lights for that particular cubicle blacked out.

I was turned off by said cubicle so I didn't wanna pee and just went to the mirrors to do my makeup. Also, you could see the toilet cubicles from the mirror.

As I was doing my makeup, from the corner of my eye, I saw a pair of legs swinging in slow motion from the bottom of the first toilet cubicle. It looked like a female, sitting down on the toilet seat swinging her legs, and the legs were so dirty it looked like she (or it) ran through the mud and didn't wash.

I turned around to look at the cubicle but there was nothing and I looked at the mirror again- nothing. I continued doing my makeup and a few seconds later, I saw the swinging dirty pair of legs from the mirror AGAIN. I figured this wasn't my imagination and I didn't want to wait till what happens for the third time so I just dashed out of the toilet.

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A room full of antique dolls is always creepy:

I think I might've posted about my experience before, but whatever.

LONG ASS STORY. BE WARNED. tldr at the bottom.

Anyway. I used to work in a privately owned museum which has a bistro in the basement, some tables on level 1 for people to drink, rooftop bar on the 5th floor.

During closing, my duties were to close up the gift shop, and go up to each level of the museum and turn the lights off. 10 mins before closing time, I would announce that the museum would be closing and for guests to leave. I see a lady on the 3rd floor (the floor which displays antique dolls) with her back toward the cctv. I announce again that the museum is now closed and for all guests to leave. They have to walk pass me to get out of the entire place, so I sit there watching the cctv and waiting for her to get out. She's still there. So I decide to just go up and shut off everything and meet her on the 3rd floor and usher her out.

Take note that this is a museum displaying antique stuff and sunlight should not be allowed in. Even the lights are dimmed down so the items won't get damaged. It's got a pretty creepy vibe in the museum, but I'm not that scared. Except for the doll room. I have an intense phobia of dolls and used to get physically sick when I know there's a doll nearby. When I lead tours around and get to the doll room, I try my best to not look at the dolls at all times (or I will puke on the guests lmao). When you turn the lights off, the entire room is plunged into pitch darkness. Can't even see your hand in front of you type of dark.

4th floor goes fine. 3rd floor. I have to walk all the way into the room, go to the very end, off the lights and walk back out in pitch darkness. I'd forgotten to bring my phone with me so I had no flashlight. I walk in trying to spot the lady but there's absolutely no-one there. I stop in the middle of the room and go "Well, f*ck my life." Speed walked to the end of the room, turned the lights off, and tried my best to calmly walk away like nothing was wrong.

The next night, the bar and bistro were getting quite busy and I decided to give the wait staff some help. After turning off all the lights in the museum, I went to the basement bistro. The manager asks me to get a certain beer for this customer. Thing is, the beer tap for that certain beer was located on the rooftop bar accessed by the lift. The lift from the basement was through a very dark little corner of the kitchen. NONE of the staff liked to go to that corner and would rather walk up 6 flights off stairs and down 6 flights with a tray of beer. I, being the lazy and clumsy ass that is me, decided to take the lift. The lift opened up at the 3rd floor on the way up. It opened up into pitch darkness with no-one around, and refused to close. After pressing the close button for 5 long mins, it closed and went on its way. After getting the beer, I questioned myself if I wanted to take the lift down again. Lazy me decided yes. Sure enough, opened on the 3rd floor. Cb I enough of this already hor. So I said out loud, "Mai siao siao hor." After a minute, the door closed.

I decided I wasn't gonna stay for this shit any longer. So after serving the customer his goddamn beer, I went to the staff room to take my shit and leave. Trick is, staff room is on the 2nd floor and I'll have to walk in pitch darkness to get to it. Took the lift again LOL. As I was getting my bag, there was knocking on the staff door. I said "What? Just come in la, it's open what." Nothing. Then another round of knocks. I decided to open the door. No-one. WALAU FML. I just turned back in and grabbed my bag out of the locker. Just before I left the staff room, the chef came in. I told him what happened and he said there was once after work around 4am, he took the lift down bc lazy, and instead of going down, the lift went up to the 3rd floor and remained open instead of closing. He almost shat his pants and ran out of the building using the stairs.

On my last day, I heard that the boss had called a priest to bless the place because there were many such incidents and a lot of staff quitting. Idk how the place is now after the blessing but yeah.

TLDR - haunted museum with an entire level dedicated to antique dolls. Ghost apparently likes to press lift button to f*ck with people.

You'd think the worst thing a preschooler could do to you was throw tantrums, but nope:

I work in a preschool. One day, one of my kids (2.5 year old) asks my colleague why I was standing near the toilet for so long. My colleague was busy using the computer and told her that maybe I was checking something.

Next thing my colleague knows, I come walking in, from a different direction that was not even remotely close to the toilet. She turned to see the toilet and nobody was there. She told me what the kid had said and we both freaked out but had to play it cool in front of her.

P.S. This kid has said quite bizarre things to us before. We suspect she may or may not be able to see “things”.

And a story that took place in a NS (national service) office building:

I hope so. Saw something in broad daylight at that building too. Went to throw out shredded classified waste, opened the back door, threw it out, turned around and saw a dark shape looking at me from the stairwell I was from. Noped the f*ck out, and used the main staircase to re-enter the office.

When I was in unit there, saw lots of funny things too. First day arrived and found coins on the leg of each bed, knew something not right with the bunks there. Motion sensor toilet (IIRC, 10 minute of light each time it turns on) can on and off the light like someone playing with switch, when there is no switch at all. Training bunks were the worst of all, things will be moved around every time you come back.

Thinking about it now actually makes me angry, we're just there to serve and f-off, 2.5 years down the drain. Public not supportive and look down on us, regulars playing politics, sgts tekan us for fun, officers might as well not be there, and even the ghosts and spirits there want to play us. These spirits so powerful and scary, go haunt those who steal our rice bowl la. Even the sinkie ghost only know how to pwn sinkie.

Top image from Mark Ehr/Flickr