So today I walked into Hot Topic, a store that is considered to be for goths and hipsters or whatever. Either way I was looking for a specific ring. After being disappointed and not finding what I wanted I decided to leave. On my way out, I walked into a wall of glass thinking it was the exit. And I stood in silence not believing that that happened in real life. So what are some of the stupidest things you have ever done?
I'm a walking booklet of stupidity. So much that I'm surprised I'm still alive after 25 years of it. It's hard to pick. Um...I guess deleing things I've worked on in the past because I was bored and was tired of looking at them. Yeah, that has to be one of my top five 'stupid moments' there.
I walked into a glass door once. It was open like 10 seconds ago but someone closed it without me noticing and smack!
Well I'm not sure if this is the stupidest thing I've ever done (I can be a real nut sometimes ), but it made me feel stupid. I was running in the house, for some reason I don't remember, when my grandma yelled out, "Boy stop running in this house before you break something!" Being the playfully rebellious soul I was in high school, I said, "Never! Ahahahahahahah! >:}" and ran in circles around the living room. "You gon' hurt yourself. You're too big," she said. "No I won't ," I said. Then I ran off crying "woobwoobwoobwoobwoob!" in classic 'Zoidbergian' style. When I reached the hallway, I made my critical error. I tried to side step a stool that had been (conveniently) placed in the way, but alas I tripped myself and fell headfirst into the closet door at the end of the hall. My head was a little sore, but I was fine. Sadly, I put a nice-sized dent/crack/hole in the closet door... Needless to say, I was in a little bit of trouble. I had to pay for some putty and fix it... I still run in the house from tie to time --but only when I've been messing with my sister and need to make a hasty exit.
Well,there's hanging by one hand and one foot from the back of a U-Haul truck which was swaying and bouncing on a highway back from the Cape, handing beers to passing motorists. Probably not even in my top ten of stupid, but memorable good fun.
I was drunk, and I thought it would be cool to get my tongue pierced. Well, instead of going to a professional, my drunk friend tried to do it. He failed, and it was painful for me. I certainly learned my lesson. Never again.
My friend and I were in secondary school science class, about 15 or 16 years old. We were doing an experiment, and we hadn't been paying attention at all to what we were supposed to be doing, so we decided just to mix two chemicals together and see what happened. I can't remember what both chemicals were, but I do remember one: ethanol. Needless to say, there was a terrific explosion, and lots of fire. If we hadn't sprung back a split second earlier, I'm pretty sure we would have been in hospital for minor burns. When I look back on it, I realise it was a miracle no glass embedded itself anywhere in us. That was pretty stupid.
Thomas' post reminds me of a few Bangkok workers who recently tried to dismantle a WWII bomb using a blowtorch. Seven people died as a result. It's a sad story, but it certainly qualifies as stupid.
No big story. Just a bunch of frat brothers enjoying a weekend trip to the beaches of Cape Cod. That same trip, I also started an oil painting of the beach that still hangs in my dining room. We had more than enough leftover beer on the trip back, so... That was a little over 40 years ago. Another one from the list: A couple years after that, I streaked from Kenmore Square to Newbury Street one summer evening. I did wear an Aussie bush hat, though, and visited a woman friend at the end of the run, with the hat strategically repositioned.
Oh, come on! Be good to yourself - this one doesn't count as stupid. Silly and fun, maybe, and possibly embarrassing (or should that be em-bare-ass-ing?) if you haven't consumed the recommended beverages, but not stupid.
Sure, but they'd just fine you fifty bucks and tell you to put your pants on, right? It wouldn't be a serious thing, would it?
I dunno, I once read an article where a woman sued a man because she saw him naked in his own house while she was taking a walk on the street. So...yeah. Never underestimate people, minstrel.
Question 1: Did she win the lawsuit? Question 2: If she had been naked in her own house, and he had been taking a walk down the street, would he be able to sue her, or would she have him arrested for being a peeping Tom?
If he was in his house, he could still have been intentionally flashing her, standing naked in front of his window strategically. These things are done.
From what I understand, he was just walking around naked minding his own business, and it was she who looked into the window (just a glance?) and happened to see him naked.
I was in a rush, searching for a toilet in a shopping mall, I didn't look properly and pulled the handle of a security door. One second later a loud fire alarm went off and people started leaving the mall. Oddly enough I got away with it, another customer went to the door as I was walking away, and as personnel saw him at it, he got all the blame and all the stares. It wasn't a big deal though, they just turned it off and everything was back to business. I swear, if I wasn't going to piss myself, I would have stayed, admitted my mistake and told them it was me! This happened when I was a kid, ever since then I've been a walking contradiction to Darwin's theory of "Survival of the Fittest".
My stupid things are pretty ordinary. Forgetting to put my keys or phone in my bag even though I've laid it out on the table beforehand to do so. Bumping into cabinets or other things despite knowing that they're overhead.
This was an year back. Me and my cousin's were playing a baseball game and my sister hit a ball right into the balcony of villa. Sadly, the place was locked up and the owners weren't there. I'd lost a good number of balls already that way, and that was my last. So I walked in through the gate, and went to the back side. Stupidly enough, these were designed with a backstair from the outside directly leading to the top terrace. And there I was staring down from a hundred feet high, with the ball in my sight, just below in the balcony. Only I had to do a ton of climbing to get it. I slowly got down from the terrace and was literally hanging by, being the light weight, skinny kid I was, it took a damn good amount of energy to hold on. The ball was still way ahead of my reach, I had to be all James Bond like to do it, but sadly I wasn't, so there I was with no energy to get back up on to the terrace myself and two little cousins who couldn't pull my weight up. My brother then suddenly said that a Lambhorgini Aventador was passing by, all happening right behind my back! Just what my rotten luck needed. Then As If that wasn't enough, a bunch of hot girls were walking down the road too, I desperately tried turning with failing energy, and I out of complete idiocy started calling "Help" "Help" The girls did see me and they all got up onto the terrace, and one of them pulled me up, and climbed down and back up with the ball too. Like some crazy gymnast! Turn's out that's what they were. The hot girls weren't actually impressed with my "manliness" in the ordeal nor with my climbing skills, and for another month as they passed by they giggled at every instance they saw me. Sigh*, that wasn't the best move huh?
Remember shop class? And those saws where you needed to use a screwdriver to lift the blade and the teacher always told you to take the screwdriver out before you turn on the machine? I found out why. As I turned it on it made this horrendous chuppa-chuppa noise. I barely had time to ask my friend is it supposed to be that loud? The screwdriver shot out like a cartwheeling bullet, my shopteacher, in the path, bent over to examine someone's machine and the screwdriver whizzed by his ear. He must've felt it cause he reared up looking around - half in horrified am-I-still-alive disbelief, half in who-did-that fury. I attempted to look around as innocent as everyone else. But it didn't work. I'll be keeping my eye on you - never sounded so ominous.
