I had to fly to Cincinnatti for an interview for a special project within the company for whom I worked. Ok, no problem there. I arrive early, meet briefly with the staff, then go downstairs to wait in the lobby until the main interviewer came back from lunch at 2:00. So I wait, and read, and people watch, and just basically enjoy myself. At 2:00, I head back upstairs to the offices. I get to the offices, and they just look at me blankly. I had forgotten to set my watch to Ohio time, so I was an hour late!. They thought I had left, and had even called my home office to see if anyone knew where I was. I didn’t need the airplane for the trip home, I could have just kicked myself back.
Part of me wants to say, “Taking the blue pill.” I like “The Matrix” references.
I don’t think I’ve ever done something really stupid, but to make up for that I have a habit of doing lots and lots of little stupid things.
One thing that stands out as a particularly stupid little stupid thing took place after I had taken the AccuPlacer test for a community college I was trying to get into. Not to toot my own horn, but I aced the test, and even did a few of the sections that I wasn’t supposed to do just to impress the grader of the test. She was sufficiently impressed, so, my ego swelling, I made my way to the door to leave and gave it a good push. It didn’t budge, so I pushed again. It took me nearly a full minute to realize it was a “Pull” door.
Today I was cleaning out the refrigerator and I noticed some brownish steaks with a sell by date of 10 days ago in the bottom of the fridge. This kinda ticked me off because I think we are already wasting way too much food and this was over $20 worth of steak. I threw them out, and later when my wife called from work I mentioned I had to throw out $20 worth of steak, and she told me she took them out of the freezer to thaw last night. Ugh.
I was already in a pretty bad mood, this just made me feel worse.
BlackKnight, that little situation has been immortalized in a Far Side cartoon that I’m sorry I don’t have a link to. “School For Gifted Children” my ass. That one used to crack me up like nothing.
Sorry I don’t have any really good anecdotes to add. All my stupidest moments have had to do with inaction, which doesn’t make for good stories.
I got married–that turned out to be pretty stupid.
I also once managed to knock the wind out of myself by (accidentally, you understand) hitting myself full-force in the crotch with a bag of frozen TaterTots.
