Yesterday at work, I spent at least half an hour tracking down something that didn’t work in some of our software, until I remembered that that feature has never worked. :smack:
I feel really dumb. Please cheer me up by telling me some stories of dumb things you’ve done.
Came home from work Monday, got a box of those little Jewish crackers, some artichoke pesto from the fridge and a bowl of Mrs. Plant’s hardboiled eggs.
Smacked one on the counter…you’re way ahead of me, aren’t you?
One word: Plastics.
No wait, it was as-bes-tos.
See? Asbestos really is a killer! 
I was wondering what happened to this thread.
The crackers are “Tam-Tams”.
Today, for the 851st time, I re-remembered that the day Subway Sandwiches has designated for turkey to be its $2.49 special is not Tuesday. I’m trying not to spend so much on lunches and a $2.49 sammy would have been great today, but it’s WEDNESDAY for turkey. Today the special was a meatball sandwich, which I detest.
At least you didn’t go to Uranus.
So, what’s on a meatball sandwich? Don’t they roll off when you take a bite?
Meatballs.
The usual dumb thing in our house is me getting all excited because we’re missing something, and my husband wondering why I’m getting all excited when it’s happening tomorrow. He doesn’t mean to not tell me it’s tomorrow, he just doesn’t understand why I’m getting all worked up about it. He should probably develop a habit of telling me what day it is when I start getting all worked up about something. (I guess I could look at the calendar my own damned self, too, but that doesn’t make as good a story.)
Last week I saw a Saturn with the license plate BY JUPTR.
They always speak highly of you.
