Clumsy? What was your recent great klutz moment?

A few nights ago one of our cats woke me up at 3am, figuring he wanted something to eat I went out to the kitchen to get him some food - turns out he had plenty and just wanted some company (or an audience) while he ate.

Still 3/4 asleep I overshot the bedroom door on my way back and slammed my forehead into the corner of the wall hard enough to give me a good sized lump and a vertical cut about 1/2 an inch long.

The cat ended up with company after all as I sat out with him for a while until the bleeding stopped. :smack: In retrospect this all may have been part of his cunning plan!

If we can include so/spouse stories?

Two weeks ago my wife stepped down of the couch after doing some dusting and rolled her right foot. Broke the 5th metatarsal in two places.

I suppose it wouldn’t be as fun if we didn’t allow past evidence of amazing klutzitude.

Your guitar hole-in-one accuracy reminds me of the evening my wife and I were at a restaurant having dinner and I went to make a sweeping gesture with my hand and clipped the tip of my drinking straw with my pinky. The straw flipped end over end, flew through the air in a graceful arc, over the partition to the next booth, and struck an old lady in the eye.

She glowered at me throughout my deepest, most heartfelt apologies, not believing a word I said. There is no way I could replicate that act in a month of Sundays.

ETA: PapSett, what’s a pig ear? Is it some sort of dog-owner’s paraphernalia?

Get a new μwave oven, or just a new door?

Is it typical to get broken μwave ovens fixed, or just to dump it and get a new one?

My oven fizzed out just last week, and I was able to get it fixed. Got it back from the shop just today. I now have a unique, one-of-a-kind custom-built μwave oven, cobbled together from a hodge-podge of spare parts that the one-guy in the one-man-shop had laying around! (Plus a few actual proper replacement parts too.)

Who knew that a hacksaw is part of a μwave oven repairman’s tool-kit?

(ETA: Heat food the old-fashioned way? Who’s going to remember how to do that in another generation? You mean, like rubbing some sticks together to make a campfire? Me, I’ve been eating cold cereal and milk and cottage cheese and canned fruit straight from the fridge for the last week.)

You may be able to get the replacement part rather cheaply. I broke the little plastic safety-latch thingie in my microwave oven, and was able to get the part. The part was around $2.00, but the shipping was about $8.00.

Last month, I was taking my usual walk at lunchtime. I crossed a street and went to step up on the curb and somehow found myself falling ass over teakettle. I have no idea how it happened. I didn’t pass out, it just happened so fast I had no chance to catch myself. Next thing I knew I was on the tree lawn, covered with dirt and grass, pants ripped, and one shoe missing. And some assclown across the street watching the whole show but not offering to help or anything. :mad: So I got up, found my shoe, hobbled back to work, cleaned myself up in the ladies room, and sat very still for the rest of the day.

I did look into this, but it said new door parts would be 2 weeks to be in stock and another 11 days to ship, and I don’t want to go for a month cooking my burritos over a campfire.

In the past three weeks I have shattered two teacups, a milk pitcher, and three flowerpots.
It’s been a bad month for ceramics.

The last accidental breakage was knocking over a wine glass last summer, so needless to say I’m getting paranoid.

This didn’t happen recently, and I think I’ve told the story before.

There was about two feet of snow in the back yard, and I was carrying groceries from the garage to the house on the newly-plowed driveway. Somehow I lost my footing. I didn’t slip on ice or trip, just lost my balance . . . and in trying to regain my footing, wound up hopping into the snow, landing on my hands and knees in the middle of the yard. And since there was nothing solid under me to push against, I Could. Not. Get. Up. So there I was, crawling toward the house in two feet of snow, finally pulling myself up by the A/C unit.

Then I had to go back into the snow to retrieve all the groceries that had gone flying all over.

My job sent me a new network phone for my office area. Damn thing fell on my foot while I was trying to hook it up* and probably broke a toe or two.

*whoever packed the equipment didn’t send me the right things but that’s a story for a different thread.