What Stpid Thing Have You Done Today?
 

In the course of my life, I occasionally do something completely boneheaded. It is usually not anything earth-shattering, just one of those little things that makes one makes one go "DOH!"

So what made me think of this?

The other day, I was walking out to my car. We live in a condo with a detached garage. The trash dumpster is right next to our garage and I often take trash items out with me when I go to my car.

On this particular day, I did something I usually make a point not to: carrying my keys and the trash in the same hand.

Yep - I went dumpster diving that morning.

How about you; what is your boneheaded move of the day?

There was a press screening of Night at the Museum 2: Revenge of the Electric Bugaloo yesterday. I planned to review for MousePlanet. RSVPed.

Screening is in the city so I'm stuck filling time between the normal end of my day around 4 and showtime at 7. I go to the gym, return to the office at 5 and just kill time.

Around 6:15 I go to the invite to confirm the theater and notice for the very first time that the showtime was 4:00 pm. Showtimes are never 4pm and somehow my brain never noticed. In seven years of doing this weekday press screenings have always been either at noon, 7pm, or 7:30 pm.

So I didn't get home until after 7 o'clock and with nothing at all to show for it.

6:50am - Remind Moonie Jr. of Dentist Appointment for 12:00pm.
6:55am - Plan to pick him up at 11:30 to drive to dentist
7:00am - Write note to Moonie Jr's school excusing him at 11:30am
8:00am - Leave for work.
11:30am - Head out for lunch.
11:45am - Sitting at lunch counter, Get cell phone call, Dad?

blew away code Id been working on for 2 days by saving over the top of my version.

I should be fired

out of a cannon

into the sun

We use Undelete, I can't even estimate the number of times it's pulled our bacon out of the fire.

I was having trouble starting my car yesterday. It came this || close, but couldn't quite make it to idle. So I tried "pumping the gas", but after 10 minutes of that, it still wouldn't start.

So I walked across the street to the mechanic (yes, there's a mechanic 50 feet from my apartment) and told him what was going on. He sits in my car, pumps the gas, and gets it to start.

It was at the point I realized I was pumping the brake, not the gas pedal. :eek:

Now come on, I've only been driving a car for ~25 years. I can't be expected to remember everything! :rolleyes:

I'll suggest it to the posers that be....



erm. powers...
yeah, I meant powers.

Okay- this made me laugh.:snap:

No source control?

I ran into a wall and said "excuse me" to it yesterday. Not that big of a deal, but my 15 year old was amused.

Whenever I walk into inanimate objects, if nobody is within hearing range I call it an asshole.