Realizing that sticking with basic cable because HBO etc. was “too expensive” might have been a mistake. I see a lot of these great shows available on DVD now and think it might have been a lot more fun to have been watching them in their prime when everyone was buzzing about them.
Realizing that being loyal, honorable and respectful of other people doesn’t always work so well in the end.
Being hesitant and losing an opportunity with the right girl because you were dating the wrong girl.
My super, super mundane epiphany is realising that the title of a song a friend sent me long ago, named Soda Pressing, was probably a pun on “so depressing”. I realised this several years later.
While working at McDonalds when I was 16 or so it occured to me that I was trading my time for filthy lucre. I even thought of a little phrase, something on the order of, “time=money.”
My wife and I have car, and a van. When I go grocery shopping, I usually take the van. I can by plenty of groceries, open the side door, and fit them in.
One day I was driving the car. I bought a lot of groceries. Figured that there were too many to put in the front passenger seat, and the back seat is full of other crap. I wondered where I could put the groceries until I thought of how, in TV and movies, people put their groceries in the trunk.:smack:
When skiing, I used to layer my clothing in this order: socks, long undies, jeans and sweater, ski pants and jacket. I always had trouble with the jeans and ski boots though. It was hard to stretch jeans over the boot, but if I tucked them inside, the seam and excess fabric buckled tightly around my ankle would wear a hole right through me by the end of the day.
One day my husband pointed out that since I never took off my ski pants, there was no need to wear jeans at all. I’m ashamed to say I would have probably never thought of that on my own.
In my first year teaching…I had to actually dress up (well biz casual) for the first time in my life.
I am a bit hot-blooded (meaning I am always warm and so tend to sweat).
I had real problems with wet underarms. I hated it. It was embarassing. I actually tried wrapping and taping cloth under my armpits but wasn’t working so well.
At Thanksgiving, for some reason, I bring this up to my brother-in-law. he looks at me and says “do you wear an undershirt?”
Packaged food labels usually show a picture of the food being served, and include the words “serving suggestion.” For year I thought that that was, indeed, a serving suggestion. Cutting a wedge out of the chocolate cake, picking it up with a pie-server, and plopping it on a plate, and serving it with a nice cold glass of milk? Hey, that’s a pretty neat suggestion. It sure beats going at it with chopsticks.
It occurred to me a few years ago that “serving suggestion” was for legal purposes. Some doofus probably sued the company because the box didn’t actually contain a pie-server, a plate, a glass, and a jug of milk.
The world does not revolve around me and my co-workers are probably sick of hearing me bitch about how long it takes me to get to work. Especially since we all know that it’s a cover for my own refusal to get to work on time. I’d better shape up or I’ll deserve to be fired.
Oh, this kid is portable! So, I can’t leave the house. Awesome.
More recent ones:
I shouldn’t leave my nostrils unprotected at night while sleeping next to a toddler.
It hurts more than I expected to drop a shampoo bottle on my toe.
It really was me, and not him that was the problem. I am the common factor here. You are pushing this one away, and this one is actually worth keeping.
People aren’t annoying in the morning, I’m a bitch in the morning. Warn people before they have to figure it out on their own.
That something so simple as - Cosmos, Occultism, Philosophy - could allow me to understand “the world” even though I don’t fully understand either or all of them.
I wanted to go into either Marketing or Engineering when I was in high school. As a compromise: Business
Philosophy is Motion Pictures. Philosophy is also books and, of course, the SDMB.
That while this may be true because a significant percentage of other people are complete pieces of shit, I’d still rather be an honorable man despite their best efforts at fucking me over.
Because if what they are can make me like them, then I never was what I thought I was.
Edit to add:
Loyalty to other people doesn’t amount to a thimble of warm spit. If you’re going to be loyal to anything, be loyal to your principles and to yourself.
And I could give you quite a number of quotes about Respect. Starting with: “Respect is a two-edged sword. If it’s not given, it’s not earned.” And that most definitely applies to the other guy (who is usually demanding your respect) giving it to you as well.
