Hmm. Recently, I guessed on my expense sheet that it’s 30km each way to airport parking 'cause I kept forgetting to set my odometer and make sure, and I found out later it was more like 23km, but I didn’t bother trying to fix it. And I’m posting this from work… neither of which I regret much…
Oh! When I was 8 or 9, a friend I was playing with showed me this gumball he was keeping in the trunk of a toy car, and I took it when I left, and felt really bad about it ever since. Matt, I owe you a gumball + interest.
Although I’m prone to obsess over every mistake I make, I don’t really feel that dumping her was a “minor wrong”, even though I’m sure she came out of the deal far better than I. But I’ve not seen a “Who do you feel most deserves an apology…” type threads lately.
I also disagreed with DrDeth in a smoking related thread one time, and I’m pretty sure he was right and I was wrong.
I see relatives (great aunts, etc.) I’m not close to (but used to be) in the store all the time and keep walking. I know they don’t recognize me, and that’s okay by me.
At my last job, I was getting ready to quit. I had given notice, everyone knew, and I’d even trained my two replacements (they split my 40 hour job into two 20 hour jobs). I waited until my last day, then stopped in on my way out of town to tell them I wasn’t coming in that night. There was someone to cover, and I knew they could come in, but I still feel a little bad about not working through my full two weeks after I gave notice.
This happened to me! I was sort of seeing this girl a while ago and then she seemed to lose interest or something so we just gradually fell out of contact. Then at a party somebody told me she had just left and I was surprised that I had not seen her and a bit offended that she had obviously taken extreme care to avoid me as the apartment wasn’t that big…
A while later somebody sends me a link to pictures of the party so I’m searching the background of each to see if I can catch a glimpse of her, but there is no sign. Until I realise she’s the girl in the red shirt in the foreground of almost every photo :eek: I could have been talking to her for all I can remember and if so, I’m pretty sure she’d be able to tell the difference between me acting aloof and actually not having a breeze who she was.
And after she was gone I ended up with her room mate.
And it’s a bummer cos I like those parties but I reckon I’d be too shy to go again anytime soon…
One time I had stopped in at the local watering hole. I did not have much money, maybe enough for a drink or two. I saw a girl I was fairly friendly with and sat next to her hoping she would buy me a drink our two.
She was really drunk and carrying on with a bunch of people. After a half hour or so the money she had laying on the bar was slowly making its way closer and closer to me so I acted like a $20 of it was mine the next time I ordered a drink. I pushed what remained of her money towards her so it was seperate and made it look like I was helping her keep track of her money rather than stealing some of it. She was so drunk she never noticed.
I kept the change and placed it to my right and had several more drinks with her money. I had more money when I left than I had when I walked in.
two weeks ago, I got a set of baskets that nested within one another–each had their own separate price tag: 2@$4.99, 1@$5.99 and 1@$6.99. The cashier didn’t notice any except the bottom one, so I got all four for $6.99.
I don’t feel that bad about it, actually.
I’d just bought my first new car out of college and was terribly proud of it. Anyway, two weeks after I got it, I was walking out of a store and a group of boy scouts asked if I’d like to donate money for a car wash. I said, “The only person that I let wash my car is me.”
That was certainly jerkish of me. I felt bad about it afterwards especially when I considered the rattle traps I’d driven before this one.
Somebody who used to really really wind me up kept a bottle of orange cordial on their desk. I was working very late (mainly due to something this person had done) and the cordial was slightly increased in volume by the next morning. No, I didn’t pee in it.
At university I got some friends to get rid of a short term ex-gf by telling her I had died. She believed them apparently (Meeting her at a co-friends wedding years later was quite awkward).
To the guys who got arrested breaking into the nuc bunker back when we were lads - I’m sorry I didn’t stay to get caught with you, but it didn’t materially affect your position.
One time I was in a crowded cafeteria and in a hurry to get out. I was squeezing through this one crowd of people and a table where two women and a baby were sitting. The baby was in a roller carriage, and my foot kicked a wheel so hard, the entire carriage spun around.
I said “Sorry!” The women didn’t move or say anything and gave me looks of pure hatred.
College days, mid 80’s in Mobile, Alabama. I backed into what must’ve been an early 70’s Toyota Land Cruiser. It was beaten and battered. I had a C-beam front bumper covered in rust and I bent the bumper a bit.
More than 20 years later and I still feel a bit guilty about it.
I justified it then by saying it was so beaten up that it was already probably bent - and maybe it was - but I still feel bad.
I was late to class today, so I tennis-parked* my [strike]Aegis cruiser[/strike] Cadillac Brougham in such a way that the poor owner of the Toyota in the next space would have to use ninja skills to get into his/her car. I felt kind of bad about it when the Toyota was gone before I made it back to my car.
Meaning that I followed the “if it’s on the line, it’s in” rule.
I had a temp assignment at a convention center with a ridiculously overpriced food court. When I thought I saw my sandwich ring up as $5.75 instead of $6.75, I deliberately did not check my receipt until I found a seat and finished my sandwich. Hey, I already paid $2.75 for a soda. I know, I’m horrible.
Matt, I owe you a gumball + interest.