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A friend of mine tells the story of a friend of hers (OK getting a bit tenuous here) who bought an old railway station to live in and some time later actually found a whole extra large room behind a locked door they thought was a cupboard !

 

 

Now that beats my story into a cocked hat! :lol:

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Love the garage forecourt one :lol:

 

I was in a restaurant with my colleagues last night some of whom are strictly vegetarian and dont drink alcohol

 

One was dithering over what to drink and I said brightly 'you could have lemonade as that doesnt have any meat in'

 

:oops:

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I'm sure I've admitted to this one before but it still makes me :oops: .

 

A friend once dropped me at a shop and waited for me. I didn't notice she'd moved her car back a few places so when I came back I merrily jumped into the same colour car that was parked where she'd dropped me. Don't know who was more surprised, the gentleman sitting in the drivers seat or me :lol: . Gave my friend a laugh though :roll: .

 

I even moved a big roll of papers so I could sit down :oops: .

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When I started work for an old boss as a Practice Nurse in 1990 he took me out on some visits in his Merc to see and meet patients. On returning to his car after visiting an old dear I stood patiently waiting to be let in to his car - yes you;ve guessed it outside a totally different car. he hadnt got the best sense of humour and probably wondered what on earth he;d employed. I did work for him for 6 years so obviously he took a chance on me :lol:

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A friend of mine tells the story of a friend of hers (OK getting a bit tenuous here) who bought an old railway station to live in and some time later actually found a whole extra large room behind a locked door they thought was a cupboard !

 

Wow, I'm constantly having dreams where this happens, I didn't think it was possible in real life :lol: Think I've definitely found all there is to find in my house though :roll:

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Similar story - years ago we went to stay with OH's cousin in Bournemouth (or rather - we stayed in her OH's flat for a few days) and we all went on a trip to Lymington. We went for a drink in a pub at the marina. There was a pool table and we thought we'd have a go as "Ooops, word censored!"ody was playing. One young bloke immediately ran over to us and said we'd have to play him first. We refused by OH said we'd only be a short while, surely that would be OK. The guy grudgingly let us play a game and then after we finished our drinks we all followed OH out of the pub. Except it was a deep cupboard! Not enough room for me though - thankfully I just got as far as holding the door. 3 red faced people exited the closet, laughing all the way. The exit was the door to the left of that door. They looked exactly the same though!

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This is a really sweet tread... really brings a smile on!! I have two stories to share too (one my own daft moment, one someone else's).

 

Nearly ten years ago, when my eldest daughter was in her first year of school, I had my moment of 'glory' on the first day of term after a holiday, can't remember if it was xmas or easter. I got her up and ready, got her younger siblings up and ready, drove to school, parked in a nearby street, walked her into the school drive, looking all neat and sweet in her uniform... then found out the first day of term was the next day...

So we drove home again, with me trying to convince her this was a GOOD thing, as she was getting an extra day holiday which she hadn't expected, but I think she's never been able to see it as anything else than having been woken up, fed, dressed and driven to school at 8 am for nothing!!

 

Worse thing is, I was totally convinced I had checked the date on the school calendar the day before! Must have dreamt that!

 

When I told other parents the story the next day, one dad asked me why I was telling everyone... he said if it'd been him, he would keep it very quiet... my point is sharing one's daft stories, makes others feel less daft when they do something silly... makes us realise it happens to everyone...

 

Another good one happened to someone who was coming to pick up DH to drive him to the airport. We knew the young chap quite well, as he'd driven DH often before. DH had quite a tight schedule, so he got quite impatient when the young chap was ten minutes late. It was rush hour and the guy was stuck in traffic. He eventually got to our door a bit flustered by his delay, and hastily opened the boot for DH's bags. Now, you need to know that DH has his own peculiar routine when getting into the car. First, bags in boot. Second, coat on backseat from the driver side of the car. Third, DH getting in back seat from other side of the car. This time, the poor chap was anxious about DH missing his flight, and the moment he heard the door slam closed, he drove off in a hurry... taking DH's bags and coat with him but leaving DH standing on the road, waving to the car like a crazed windmill and shouting for him to come back, and me laughing myself silly on the doorstep, witnessing the whole thing... worrying about delays and traffic, young chap didn't look back for a while, by which time he had joined the main road and was stuck in traffic again... he returned nearly ten minutes later looking very sheepish, and fully admitting he knows DH's 'getting in the car routine' really well and should have realised DH was not in the car...

Same chap was taking me and kids to London a few days later for a big corporate event, and when I opened the door when he rang the doorbell, he immediately blurted 'I promise I won't leave till you're all in the car'.

On the way to London he asked me not to tell any other driver about the incident as it was so embarassing... I suggested he told them all, as it was funny, and no harm was done as DH did make his flight (only just), and it makes others share their daft stories and everyone has a laugh and feels better about their own mistakes...

 

I still smile thinking about it... DH's facial expression when the car shot off without him was totally priceless...

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then found out the first day of term was the next day...

Yes done that too.

 

Once as I introduced myself to a client I said "and your mum is with you" to which he replied "no this is my girlfriend"...ouch. :oops: I now make sure I always ask and who is with you

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:lol: poor young driver lad!

 

Just remembered a gem about OH. It was DD's last school sports day. Now they get mums to race and dads to race. Ten ton Tessie here did NOT partake of that, but OH did. I have it alllllll on video. Off they start and he shoots off very well. The guy next to him trips OH up, he stumbles, staggers and falls only to have 3 more blokes run over the top of him. I by now am howling with laughter and all you can hear on the video is me laughing. The camera shakes a bit too. He still came in second . . . to last and had a bigger cheer than the winner! :lol:

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If we are sharing the misfortune of others, I have a great story about my Mum. In the days when I still lived at home, I used to cycle to work and back each day. One particular day, shortly after 5pm, my Mum heard the garage door open and close (me putting the bike away) then a knock at the door, because I had forgotten to take my key. Standing behind the front door she shouted 'By the hairs on my chinny chin chin, I will not let you in!' then she opened the door. Yep, you guessed it, it wasn't me at all but a rather bemused parcel delivery man!

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I had a lovely Gaggia Baby Class Dose coffee machine, which had to go back to the manufacturer 4 times in it's first year or so. It the worked beautifully for a year, and then packed up completely. Just outside warranty.

 

Philips, who bought out Gaggia after it went bust, were very helpful. They reviewed the circumstances ad considered my request to see if they would perhaps fix the machine one more time. They decided this wasn't worthwhile, given the machine's history, and offered to send me a reconditioned machine of the same model.

 

There then followed a painful month long saga, with the poor chap in customer services trying to do the right thing, but it just not working out. I've ended up with packaging, a replacement machine of the wrong model, another replacement machine of the wrong model but the same model as the other replacement machine, and a total of three coffee machines in huge boxes, packed up waiting to go back. And no decent coffee in the meantime.

 

In the end, the customer service chap had to admit defeat, and that the only thing he could do was offer me one of the two unsuitable machines, currently occupying my living room. I said that I would buy a new machine (and I intend to sell one of the unsuitable machines on Ebay to contribute to it).

 

So. I looked. I couldn't find the machine I wanted in stock. In a moment of sheer frustration yesterday, I ordered a Gaggia bean to cup machine. It arrived today, and I've been waiting for it with a mixture of hope (decent coffee at last) and trepidation (I hope to goodness it makes decent coffee given the price of the darn thing).

 

Firstly, it didn't have a power supply. I went through the box, through the packaging. Nothing. I went and got a similar power supply from something else. I decided to wait until I'd checked it all out before phoning to complain. I started to work through the "first use" instructions and, when it got to the bit about pulling out the water reservoir and filling it, I found the cable. Tucked inside.

 

So. I've run through the whole set up procedure, made several coffees, and the machine has been fine. The only really irritating thing is that the digital display is really dark and hard to see. I've been whingeing about it for the past hour. I can't imagine why anyone would designs a digital display that is barely visible.

 

To add insult to injury, when I went to turn the machine off, I found a bit of the display coming away! I was livid. How could Gaggia send out a machine with such a "Ooops, word censored!"py cheap fascia?!. I picked at it to see how bad the damage was....

 

...and the film which protects the display came away in my hands. And the display is perfectly visible now.

 

How sheepish do I feel.

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DH and I were doing the routine shop and next on the list was fabric conditioner. There he was, twiddling off bottle tops and sniffing them to find a scent he liked. Just as he was sniffing a lilac one, it slipped and his instant reflex action was to grip it tight... but the bottle buckled, squirting out fabric conditioner just as he sniffed it so he ended up snorting it up his nose. He stood in the aisle dripping whilst I laughed my socks off, along with loads of other shoppers who'd come for a chuckle :lol: Still, he smelt very nice and his nose was nice and soft :lol:

 

This was 20 years ago but we still can't buy fabric conditioner together without giggling ;)

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I was walking back to the office on thursday when I came across two men stood in front of me on the pavement chatting, one in a suit and one in USAF military uniform. I tried to go round them without asking them to move, misjudged it and tripped up the pavement. :doh:

 

I could not recover the trip at all so went flying and landed sprawled on the floor besides the two horrified men. I was also wearing a suit and tights and did not land in any dignified way what so ever. I cut my knee and made a huge hole in my tights and the cut just wouldn't stop bleeding. I had to hobble back to the office so then looked stupid in front of all my colleagues as well as the two men :oops:

 

The suit and huge plaster on knee look is not a good one.... and a few days on my scab is now on show and I can't wear anything to hide it as clothes are irritating it. So I've a few more days of looking daft yet.

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Oh how this post has made me laugh! Very reassuring it's not just me!

 

I watched the news a few months back which covered an article about girl scouts. It showed girl scouts camping and sat round a camp fire. It then switched back to the studio where a few blokes were sat on the sofa with a big sign saying Scouting for girls. I was a bit confused! When I mentioned it over dinner the kids howled with laughter as I wasn't aware they were a music group! :oops:

 

This summer whilst out shopping DD1 sent me a text, 'Please can u buy me a book called hunger and some fish food' So I went to the book shop and asked for a book called hunger and some fish food! The lady in the shop looked at me and asked does your daughter have fish, because I've got the book called hunger! I felt so stupid! As ever the family thought it was hilarious! :oops:

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