Don't you hate it when . . .

My kids sometimes put coffee mugs into the cabinet upside-down when they’re emptying the dishwasher. I don’t always notice until the poured coffee connects with the outside of the mug bottom.

Last week, when I approached a green light, I was on the phone and distracted so instead of going on I stopped at the green light. Just as I came to a dead stop, a fullsize pickup truck coming from my left busted through his red light at full speed (45mph +). I would have been killed. :eek: I had to pull over and compose myself for a few minutes.

I was grateful for that brain fart.

This thread makes me feel so much better.
Some days I think I am losing my mind and then I realize I’m not the only one doing this stuff.

I made a chicken stock once; thing of beauty it was.

I put the colander in the sink to strain off the bones and the largest lumps of veggies and yep, you guessed it, I didn’t put anything under the colander.

Whole lot down the plughole :mad:

SDMB related:

Post with any small mistake or even an inconsequential bit of vagueness, and then with the next hundred posts, various people will jump all over that, missing the main point of the post. I’m not talking about a mistake that can cause the point to be misinterpreted, but things like “Several pinks? I think you mean 4 pinks!” Or “The correct quote is ‘I wish I had a small boofus’ NOT ’ I wish I had a tiny boofus.’ You are so stupid to post what you did!”

Happens elsewhere on the net, too, but it is REALLY bad here. (Not just my own posts, btw, it can pop up in any thread in any forum.) Now, if the mistake changes or obscures the possible meaning of the post, nitpick away!

And, I hate it when I stub my toe at night. Esp the pinky toe!

Put it in the blender for a tasty morning shake! Problem solved. :wink:

I hate it when you get one of the long wiry nose hairs that’s just long enough to tickle the inside of your nostril, but not quite long enough to grab hold of and yank out.

I hate it when you get up in the middle of the night to pee, and a stray pube has insinuated itself across your pee-hole such that it bifurcates the pee-stream sending one or both streams in an amusing and sprightly direction.

It is annoying on the occasions when I try to turn a phrase and people don’t acknowledge the sheer and utter brilliance of what I said but rather say something like “ludovic, you know it was ‘4 pinks’, not ‘4 punks’, so when you said ‘so, is it 5 or 4, punks? Ya feel lucky?’ it is really a travesty and mockery of every pop culture reference ever.”

Then again, if they’re too obscure of a reference it is sort of my own fault, so like the Large Hardon Collider they are frot with danger.

That’s not a big problem for the man who entered my hotel room last night, I correctly guessed that it was a man with a flock of seagulls haircut and only one nostril.

I hate it when I’m right.

Well, when you say a “flock of seagulls haircut” (or should I say Flock of Seagulls) I think what you really meant to say was a “Mike Score from the Flock of Seagulls haircut”, as it is not possible to attribute a haircut to a band, although it is possible to do so to an individual or individuals in that band. That really was a travesty of a pop culture reference.

:D&R:

I hate it when I feel a sneeze coming up my nose and then I actually don’t sneeze, but instead my eyes water. It mostly happens to me in the fall.

That … was … AWESOME!

Happens more if you’re a woman, but all of a woman’s pee would be going into the toilet anyway.

raises hand sheepishly…
Anyone ever back the car out of the garage in the morning?
WITHOUT opening the garage door?

Twice? :smack:

Look up at a bright light. A lot of people have crosswired nerves and will sneeze when they do that. My brother always sneezes when we walk out of a building into the sunlight.

I volunteer with a local non-profit agency and planned to take pictures at an event they had today. I remembered to charge the camera battery …

and then forgot to put the battery back in the camera.

Luckily I had my little point n’ shoot with me too, but argh … it’s so much easier to take good pictures with the real camera.

:sigh:

I would just MacGyver it. A real glass mexican coke bottle, a dead frog filled with Red Hots, and a Cracker Jack box top. Add twine and saliva covered elm leaves and you’ve got the equivalent of a Canon EOS 6D.
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When my eyeball throws a floater, and I keep seeing things when they are not there.

Hasn’t happened in my family, but I’m reminded of the time my mother (very much not a morning person) threw the alarm clock out the window.

Without opening said window first.

Or turning the alarm off.