<p>“I raced in through the post office doors at – quite literally – 15:59:50 on December 31 to mail my college applications (it closed at 16:00)”</p>
<p>camelia- looks like you have a some company-- see the Am I over-reacting? thread in the Parents Forum :)</p>
<p>No time to do dumb things today - raked leaves all day, which by itself may have been a dumb thing to do on a dry, windy day. :)</p>
<p>Only those who have made holes, understand.</p>
<p>Someone must have had lasik. I bought 3 last week, and can’t find one.</p>
<p>Okay: dumb thing my dog did today: got herself wedged between the edge of the deck and the side of the house (chasing a bunny out of the yard and out from under the deck). We had to pry part of the house off to get her out. (Fortunately, it’s relatively easy to put back. Fake stone work.)</p>
<p>Must be nice to need only reading glasses- it is scary to not be able to see your glasses when you put them on the counter (leads to obsessive behavior in precisely where on the counter…)- waiting for cataracts so I can get lens implants…</p>
<p>As the practical, least smart person in the house I need ammunition against my “absent-minded professor” H and S.</p>
<p>S once lost his student ID just before school’s end (he had to use his own cash for food the last day or two…), he found it in midsummer- in his wallet.</p>
<p>I have been called to check for missing keys et al when H doesn’t remember if he left them at home or office. I also have been greeted in the garage upon returning home when he didn’t think about the spares in his car or garage…</p>
<p>The worst event, however, occurred one cool/cold fall day a few years ago. I was still in my long robe and slippers when I let the dog in the patio door, then for some reason after I had locked it (required before closing) I went outside, closing the door behind me. I had to try several neighbors’ houses before I found someone at home (thank you for coming home after dropping out of college, X) to use a phone to ask my H to come home to let me in. I then put a spare key…</p>
<p>A favorite medical school reunion story involves an always well dressed classmate who would take her youngest to school while still in her pajamas- her teenage S hadn’t filled the gas tank and she ran out of gas a few blocks from her home.</p>
<p>Must be nice to need only reading glasses- it is scary to not be able to see your glasses when you put them on the counter (leads to obsessive behavior in precisely where on the counter…</p>
<p>oh I hear ya 
I actually only can wear reading glasses when I wear my contacts ( which I only do a few times a week). I have worn glasses since I was in 4th grade and that was after bugging my parents for a year trying to get them to believe that I could’nt see what every one else did.
( my scrip is -11.00 - my visual acuity exam without correction has consisted of " Guess how many fingers I am holding up", for some years now 
)</p>
<p>The worst event, however, occurred one cool/cold fall day a few years ago. I was still in my long robe and slippers when I let the dog in the patio door, then for some reason after I had locked it (required before closing) I went outside, closing the door behind me.</p>
<p>brrr
but still you were dressed… remember Daryl Hannahs scene in Splash?</p>
<ol>
<li><p>I’ve misplaced my wallet a number of times, only to go into a panic and then, 20 minutes of frantic searching later, it was underneath something and was in a conspicuous location.</p></li>
<li><p>I’ve misplaced my cell phone in the same manner, but I just call it via Skype whenever it goes AWOL. Seems easier to me.</p></li>
<li><p>I’ve punctured skin with a very sharp No. 2 pencil (this was a while back, but the pencil marks are still there).</p></li>
<li><p>When I was working as a Residence Hall assistant (you know, package intake, one-stop-shop for all room emergencies, etc. not an RA), someone was moving into her apartment and all of a sudden, poof – dropped her keys into the elevator.</p></li>
<li><p>I’ve thought to myself many a time, “I need cash,” only to have passed an ATM 10 minutes earlier.</p></li>
</ol>
<p>OK. here’s the dumbest thing I’ve done in a long time. </p>
<p>Last week I decided to switch purses. The one I had been using had a shoulder strap and the new one didn’t, so it felt a little awkward to carry. I went to the supermarket and put the purse in the cart’s kiddie seat, although I held the straps along with the cart handle the whole time I shopped so no one would steal it when my back was turned.</p>
<p>When I got home and pulled into the garage with my groceries, I reached over to the passenger seat to grab my purse and … no purse :eek:! I opened the trunk, hoping that I had dropped the purse in there with the groceries, but no luck. The only place it could be was still in the grocery cart. I jumped back in the car, backed out of the garage and hauled @$$ back to the grocery store, knowing full well that my purse wouldn’t still be in the cart out there in the parking lot. And, of course, I was behind every slow driver and caught every red light on the way back to the store, saying prayers the whole way. When I finally got there, I spotted my cart still in the parking lot but without a purse. I rushed inside to the customer service desk where a couple of employees were searching my wallet for some I.D. 
They told me that a gentleman had just turned it in a few minutes earlier. Whew - I can’t believe I was so lucky! Thank goodness for honest people :)</p>
<p>The funny part was when I told the cashier that I was the one who had lost the purse, she asked me for my driver’s license to prove I was me. </p>
<p>Me: “Um, it’s in the purse.”
Her: “Oh, well, do you have any other ID?”
Me: “No, I don’t have any other ID. It’s all in my purse! You can compare my face with the photo on the license or the pictures in my wallet, if you want.”
Her: “Well, OK, I guess that’s good enough…”</p>
<p>Sheesh…:rolleyes:</p>
<p>Haha. That was funnier than most of the dumb things people are admitting to.</p>
<p>When we lived in England our phone was broken. Pople got a ringing when they called me, but I heard nothing on my end. When the repair people came out he said: “I think it’s fixed. BUt call us whenever it happpens.” huh?</p>
<p>When I was on vacation two years ago in the outerbanks, the very first night there we were beat - we had driven 10 hours or so and finally were able to relax. We decided to go out to a local resteraunt for dinner. There were 12 of us so there was a bit of confusion over who was riding in what car, but we eventually arrived at the resteraunt, got out of the car, went in were seated, looked around at everyone and said “Where’s Adam?”. Then we had to send somebody with a car back to the house and sure enough there he was sitting on the deck. I have no clue how he got left behind, but I’ve never heard of a then - 26 year old missing the car to dinner before so I thought I’d share it. One of the cars we actually wound up taking to dinner was his - his fiancee drove - no clue how he missed that… it would be common sense for him to ride in that car!</p>
<p>My “duh” moment of the week happened on Wed. I went to the ATM to deposit my paycheck and drove off leaving my debit card in the machine. Went straight over to the grocery store, piled a bunch of groceries in my cart, got to the check-out…whoops, no debit card. I rushed out to the car, got my checkbook, paid for the groceries and headed straight back to the bank (across the road).<br>
Alas, my card had been sucked back in and destroyed by the machine. So now I’m waiting for a new one to be sent in the mail. The bank employee was very nice and did not treat me like an idiot. I guess I wasn’t the first one who left her card in the machine!</p>
<p>PackMOM…my college D recently realized she left hers in the machine too and so it was gone and she just got a new one. It happens. Luckily the machine eats it so subsequent people do not take it.</p>
<p>I sat at home the whole day, staring at my computer screen like a complete and utter moron. Damned strikes. Damned looney politicians.
UGH!!!</p>
<p>Well, it wasn’t today, but a couple of weeks ago my DH was away for the week. Among other things, this means that I keep the house locked up much tighter than usual - all window locks locked, all doors deadbolted & locked, all screen doors locked too. So one morning after the Kindergartner gets on the bus, I head out to do some errands - but FAIL to notice that said K has been monkeying with the very old-fashioned turnbuckle lock on the front door (which theoretically he knows not to touch, because it doesn’t really work and we have no key to it but . . .) and thus the knob doesn’t turn. La la la, I lock the door behind me (with the working lock) and go on my merry way. </p>
<p>When I come back, with bags of groceries, etc., arms full, everything balanced JUST SO and the keys in my hand so that I can just unlock and push the door open and set everything down - right. I am completely locked out EVEN THOUGH I have my keys. That, of course, is when I remember that all the other door locks (we have three outside doors) are inaccessible, thanks to all the locked storm/screens. Windows on ground floor? Locked. I suck it up and decide to slit the screen on the back door so I can unlock it, because I’m so flustered/braindead that I fail to remember what anyone reading this is remembering right now: Yes, the deadbolt is on that door so my key won’t open it either. </p>
<p>So it turns into Lucy & Ethel time. I go across the street, enlist the help of another friend who works from home, and the two of us nick an extension ladder from another neighbor’s yard. She holds the bottom while I climb up onto the porch roof, where I can reach the Kindergartener’s bedroom window (which, because we have it designated as a fire exit, has a lock that’s jimmiable)(if that’s a word). Jimmy the lock, open the window, take apart the window-gate (easy to do, again, because it’s one of our exits), climb in, and unlock the front door! </p>
<p>As far as I know, nobody witnessed my housebreaking. At least, nothing’s turned up on YouTube yet. And my neighbor’s too good a friend to tell <em>too</em> many people. And we did put the extension ladder back. :)</p>
<p>Anyway, the Kindergartner is giving the front doorknob-lock a wide berth these days. And I’ve gotten much better at checking it, too.</p>
<p>Looking for glasses on your head and pencils behind your ear…</p>
<p>When my kids were little, I was watching my son ride his bike around the parking lot of our condo complex. Suddenly I panicked because I didn’t remember where my 18 month old daughter was. I hadn’t been paying attention to her, and now I didn’t see her. I stared asking, “Where’s D? Where’s D?” The friends I was chatting with looked at me as if I was loony. Finally one of them said, “On your lap.” </p>
<p>Duh… early-onset Alzheimers for sure.</p>
<p>When I was in high school, my mom and I had a pattern in the winter: When we were leaving the house, I would hit the button to open the garage door as I entered the garage from the house. Well one day it was cold so I decided not to open the door and let mom do it after we got in the car. But I forgot to tell her that. She got in the car, turned it on, and backed… right into the closed garage door. Dad laughed so hard he forgot to be mad. But we had to replace the lower 2 door panels.</p>
<p>I spent about 30 seconds looking for the toothpaste that was in my left hand…</p>
<p>WashDad: You made me laugh, and I can’t top that.</p>
<p>Oh, maybe I can. I apologized to a class for misplacing a set of their papers. Went to grade them over the weekend and couldn’t find them in the folder they’re meant to be in. Panic. Chagrin.</p>
<p>Class reminded me that I said they could revise and haven’t handed them back in yet. So I didn’t lose anything, except my mind.</p>
<p>Well, I am teaching six courses. Nope, not a good excuse.</p>
<p>I made a pumpkin pie yesterday. I over-filled the pie pan with the pumpkin mixture. I forgot - as I usually do - that my oven is on a slant…</p>
<p>Don’t you just love the smell of burning pumpkin in the morning??</p>
<p>getting gas filled at a pump in NJ, so I’m sitting at the wheel, (since you cannot pump your own) tapping impatiently with my credit card, while the gas is filling, and TA DA my credit card slips into the space between glass and door. So, its gone. I’m embarassed. As I only have 1. And no cash. OMG. How stupid.
So I guess that curvy people are not that smart
The attendant tells me this happens at least once a week at the pump.
Fortunately, my college-going son had thrown his debit card in my purse, since he did not want to deal with 2 cards. So I did the bad thing.</p>