Carefully putting a pot holder on to pick up the filled pot to transfer to the sink for draining. And then just as carefully swapping to my NON-pot holder hand to do I don’t remember what.
I just remember that I had a nicely scorched hand for a while afterward. 
I’ve got one of those.
Did up a casserole in a Visions casserole dish. Put on the the oven mitts, carefullly set the dish on a wooden block so as not to scorch the countertop… very careful… and then removed the oven mitts and took the lid off with my bare hands.
Whaddya know? The lid heats up, too. Amazing!
I can’t recall how many times I burned myself on my new glass-top electric stove after buying it. For some reason, not being able to see the burners makes the brain say “it’s not hot”.
I once knelt down to add some logs to the already-burning fire in my woodstove. Then I put my hand on the top of it to boost myself up. Yeah, the top of that gets hot, too.
ETA: I’ve also tried to unlock my apartment door with my car fob. I’ve tried to pause videos I’m watching on-line with the DVD remote. And assumed the remote needed batteries when it didn’t work.
Back when I had a cast iron skillet I grabbed the hot handle a few times. Trouble is, since the handles tend to be really short and the skillet tends to be really heavy, you have to grab it pretty tight to move it, youch.
We discovered this on accident when we were in school cleaning. Yeah, we had people absolutely EAT SHIT on our linoleum.
As for my dumb moves, exactly what Larry Mudd does. :smack:
sigh
New one for me. You don’t need to use the page down button on the keyboard or the scroll wheel on the mouse when reading an ink and paper book at your computer desk. And your family will laugh at you when you do it repeatedly. Loudly.
(bolding mine) - I’m not convinced they do! We had our tags stolen, and scored the new ones so if someone tried to take them again, they’d just get tiny pieces. I don’t think there was any way to get it off in one piece, or even a bunch of pieces that could be put back together. But someone tried - and I’m convinced that once they figured out they couldn’t get it off so it would be useable, they scraped it off out of spite.
When we went to renew our tags, our DMV lady was nice - she told us to cover the tag with super glue, which seems to have worked so far.
We have a DVR at home. Sometimes when I’m listening to talk radio in my car, I’ll hit the “previous track” button on my CD player so I can catch something I missed.
Done that too, but usually with the TiVo remote that’s not in my hand.
I left my front door open last week, all day long. I was loading something in my car, figured I’d go back to shut the door. Apparently I just blithely got in the car and drove off! Came home, thankfully before him, to find it wide open. Nothing was stolen. Thank goodness a) we live in a fairly crime-free neighborhood and b) you can’t really tell the door’s open until you get up to it.
My SO is never ever going to find out about that one.
On the other hand, no matter how hard you pick at the top right corner of your Kindle with your index finger, the page won’t turn. I’ve tried.
Removing tags from plates - hair dryer or something similar to melt the glue…
I’m thinking the truth may be prefereable to her assumption, here.
So, here’s a doozy for you.
Stopped up toilet, probably with a child’s foam bath toy. So, I poured in a gallon of Sulphuric Acid (slowly, carefully, with eye protection). The clog clearly moved out of the u-bend, but reformed farther down the pipe.
So, as the hardware store that sells the SA is inconvenient, I go out on the web to find a product that is a) more available and b) thicker, as I now need it to force the acid up through u-bend and displace the water to reach the clog.
I hit a bunch of websites belonging to people who think SA should be taken off the market, especially Liquid Plumr which “is a SADO” (Sulphuric Acid Drain Opener.)
“Excellent!” think I, it’s the same active ingredient, but in a thicker and probably much less concentrated formulation. I can pour that right in and fix the problem. I run out on the way home and grab some, getting two of the largest bottles just in case.
Get home, get Celtling settled with supper and a TV show, and go in to deal with clog. Plan was to pour one bottle in (slowly, carefully, with eye protection) and lock the bathroom leaving it to sit all night.
Did I check the bottle?!? Read the label?!? No, because I am an idiot.
So the next thing I did was to pour 80 ounces of Sodium Hypochlorite into a gallon of Sulphuric Acid.
Please save your applause for later . . .
Recognizing immediately the scent and burning sensation of rapidly increasing concentrations of chlorine gas, I quickly closed the toilet, closed and locked the b-room door, turned on the vent fan, and stuffed a towel int he crack under the door. Then I openend the outside door (four feet from the bathroom,) and the two windows in the connecting bedroom, closed the bedroom door, and stuffed a towel under it.
Forward to midnight after Celtling has been bathed, (in the spare bathroom of course) fed, and put safely to bed - with her windows open just in case.
two hours of: deep breath - scoop toxic solution into pot - run outside - dump pot - keep running a few more feet - breathe until you feel you can do it again. Needless to say that first lungful had greatly shortened the amount of time that I could now hold my breath.
When I got it down low enough that I couldn’t scoop anymore I filled it with cold water and started again. Took 5 bowls full (bowlfuls?) until I felt brave enough to try plunging again, which only brought more toxic stuff back to the surface, requiring two more rinse runs.
I’m utterly exhausted. The back of my throat still hurts, and goodness only knows whetehr the lung damage will heal entirely.
Did I mention that the toilet is still clogged?
I think I’ll go read the Darwin Awards for a while. I need some proof that there is some person ‘stupider’ than I am.
I do that alot. Try to shove my USB key chain into the ignition, or try to stick a car key in the USB port.
This one wasn’t me, but if it makes you feel any better, the coworker of a high school boyfriend once decided it would be a great idea to mop the floor with a combination of bleach and an ammonia-based cleaner, since if they worked well separately, they’d be even better together.
We’ve had employees do that here as well. I think one time they may have even called the fire department to air out the building.
I wondered if I were going to have to do that. Talk about embarassing! :smack:
Not my fuck-up, but a fuck-up none the less. This occurred last night.
Our neighborhood is dead quiet, near a hilltop roughly 1 mile up the hill, and packed with homes. At about 2 am everyone in the house was asleep and I was focusing on my work online. Out of nowhere a super loud horn goes on, steadily. It was a car horn. It didn’t turn off right away as I’d usually expect. It was as if someone was in the car just pressing it and holding it in…
After a few seconds of it originally starting I hear one of my roommates wake up grumbling something along the lines of “ahh fuck” etc as he got outta bed… He stumbled out the door and made it to his car where he was finally able to shut this thing off. The horn went for about 2 solid minutes.
It turns out that he uses “The Club” on his steering wheel and somehow the thing shifted overnight, which in turn put weight onto the horn.
I used to live across the alley from a parking structure, and I once heard a horn go off for several minutes straight like this. I finally called campus security (my university owned both the apartment building and the structure) to tell them about it, 'cause I thought that someone might have passed out in their car. Interesting to know there could be another explanation.