About Weird RequestsA field guide for an unhinged little corner of the internet
What this is.
A marketplace for the asks that have nowhere else to live.
The reason this exists
The shape of the thing, spelled out plainly.
You’ve thought about hiring a stranger.
Not literally. You'd never put it that way. But there's a favor you've turned over in your head that no friend can do, no freelancing site has a category for, and nobody in your family can ever know about. We built this for that favor.
The idea came from watching the same conversation happen at three different dinner parties. Someone describes a request so unhinged it stops the room. Then says, half-laughing, "I'd pay actual money to make that happen." Everyone laughs. The next morning, the idea is gone. We thought: it shouldn't be gone. It should have somewhere to land.
So we built somewhere. You post the request, set the price, and a stranger you'll never meet picks it up. No friends are recruited. No tabs are open to your inbox. Money is held until you accept what you got. Your real name never appears on this site. The whole point is that the people in your life don't have to know.
The kind of thing we mean
The kind of request that stops the conversation when someone reads it out loud.
Six real requests that have been live this year.
“Pose as my husband's old college roommate at his 40th birthday party”
“Hand-delivered a single white peony to the woman my husband had an affair with. No note.”
“Read my divorce papers aloud at the lake where we got engaged”
“Drove the engagement ring he never returned from Vermont to Brooklyn and dropped it through her mail slot at 3am”
“Mailed my mother-in-law a postcard from every city my husband ever lived in. 23 cities. 23 weeks.”
“Filmed myself reading my husband's old love letters to his college girlfriend, in his living room, while he was at work”
Every one was reviewed by a human before it went up. Every one had someone on the other end say yes. We don't share who posted them, ever.
What keeps it honest
The infrastructure under the playful surface.
Money locks the second you commit
Every job sits in escrow. Nothing reaches the stranger until you accept the delivery. One revision window. Disputes go to an actual person on our team.
Every post read by a human
Before it goes live and before you ever see a delivery, a real moderator reads it. We don't ship requests that hurt people. We don't ship requests that break the law. Everything else is on the table.