Dumb things you have done

[MonoTekETeA]

Alright here is my story, happened a few months ago.

So I recently got rid of my awesome little Dodge Omni. The darn thing was small, compact, amazing performance in a small package, but just hasn't aged well due to previous owners.

Now take me, I earned my drivers license over a year ago. Young, irresponsible in a way, I enjoyed going out when it snowed, and would pull the E-brake in empty parking lots. My parents would know about me doing this, since I would let them know that I was going out to do it. Oodles of fun spinning out, though people would say I had no control over the situation, I believed I had more control over this situation then I would being drunk and driving, but that is besides the point.

Over time, I would just start power sliding though corners, testing out my abilities/luck every so often, one really cool time was when it was raining, I came flying down my semi empty, late at night, workplace parking lot and power slid a full 180 degrees, perfect for parking. Meanwhile, after I got out of my car, my coworkers were going crazy on me, saying I was damn lucky I didn't hit the truck a parking space away. "Meh" I thought to myself, it wasn't bad at all.

So the real story begins now. It was the night of Christmas Eve. Driving to my friend's house, there is a real funky turn, one that no one ever really bothers to obey the center lines for when you can just cut across the idiotic 80 degree access to a road only 30 degrees off of the one you are driving. So here I come down the hill coming up to this turn, it is raining. I say to my self, "Shoot, you know, I never tried to take this turn in the rain, tried it slowly in the snow before but never in the rain...being the rain and not the snow, I need a bit more speed before how ever..." so I don't tap the break so much, cut my speed down to 30 mph and pull the e-break.

Whooosh! Me and my lil Omni come flailing around the corner, "ooops my tail end is swinging a bit too much. Oh SHOOT! Head lights! Coming at me! Alright straighten...aw shit." My front wheel drive car starts to fish tail. "Alright, STOP!" I slow my car to a halt, and find out the car in the other lane did so too. "But wait, why am I looking into their headlights, straight on...oh shoot, I am in the wrong lane...better get over to my lane, and keep moving, person has to think I am friggin crazy!" So I pull out of the left hand side of the road and over into the US correct right side of the road and start to pull away. I look over at the other car, just to see if I can get a look at their reaction. It is a cop.

"HOLY SHIT!" My head is yelling to my self. "Alright Dan is just 4 blocks away, just drive away slowly and carefully...shoot he is turning around..." So the cop starts to tail me as I slowly come around to my friend's house. Meanwhile I am frantically ripping down a shower radio I use as a radio for my car, seeing as it doesn't have one, and since it is nearly inevitable he will pull me over, I don't want to get hit up for a sight impairment. "Alright, this is Dan's block...almost there..." Cop flicks on his lights. My heart skips a beat. "Gosh darn it, here we go!"

I park my car in front of my friends house, turn of the the engine, turn on the internal lights, start to roll down my window, and open up my glove compartment to rummage though my documents for my insurance and registration. (*As a side note* : other then being down in Virginia and being pulled over for speeding when I wasn't and the cop agreed with me after a bit of a talk, this was the first time I have ever really been pulled over for something I did wrong.) This was all done in a few swift motions as I was just trying to calculate my stupidity. The officer comes to my door and asks for my License, Insurance and Registration. I give him a very exhausted "yes yea," while still digging. I hand over my License right away, since that is always in my wallet, but still am digging for the other two."You know why you lost control of your car right?" He asks. I nod. "It is because you were coming around that corner too fast." I just reply with a "yea.." Another 10 seconds pass. "I think this is my insurance..." I hand him over a blue piece of paper. "No, this is your registration." "Oh, ok, thanks...do you know what my insurance card would look like?" "No it is different for everyone..." He waits for another 7 seconds or so and then then tells me to keep looking and goes back to look at my record.

After another 30 seconds of looking, I can't find it. He returns to the car, and hands me my license and registration, tells me to drive safe next time, and to have all my paperwork. He then returns to his car and drives off. I just sit there for about 4 minutes, letting the rain hit me in my face as I sat there, pondered all that had happened, and what I just got away with.

Sorry for the long story, but it is the only one I really have or can think of, and figured I would make it a good one.
-Jeremy

[Falcom Director of Fanservice]

That was a fucking nice cop.

Although he was technically breaking the law by not pulling you over immediately.

[Ascended Mermaid]

Wow. That's terrifying!

I just remember taking the wheel one night, down a quiet backroad since my sister was there to instruct me. Some asshole comes behind me at about 60, and for fuck's sake I wasn't experienced enough to slow down in front of him. Infact, I couldn't pull off the road, since hicktown roads are shit. So I'm driving like a hound, and I take one hell of a turn down to the local bar and inn's parking lot. I almost took out their mailbox, almost crash into a car, I skid at the last second to park... and I felt the car jump just a little as I hit the walkway of the inn. I get out for a smoke, my sister goes to tell the story of her panic to our friends, and I never drove again.

I know I tell this story everytime someone mentions a car, but shit... I dunno, driving just never seemed all that worth it to me.

[Gamemusicfreak]

Great story monoteketea! I am glad you made it out ok!

One time there was a lot of construction going on at an old school, which had an extremely large staircase in front. There was a parking lot between the stairs and the school building.
Around the construction area there were these huge tires laying around, so me and a few friends decided it would be cool to roll the tires down the stairs for fun. We did it over and over for a little while, and when we were ready for another round, a Police car pulled up to the top of the stairs.

I don't know what we were thinking, but all of us bolted down the stairs instead of waiting to see what the officer had in store for us, and we got away! I don't know if the policeman ever got out of his car, because we were running at top speed, and I didn't want to look back.
I can't believe how foolish I was when I was younger.

[FM-77AV]

Here's one stupid thing me and a friend did when we were kids. In my town, there was this precipice in the woods. And right below it was a small road for walking, and then right after that - a lake. Well, we found this HUGE rock up in the woods, I mean it was absolutely HUGE, probably weighed several hundred kilos. Anyway, we decided to roll this down the precipice, to see the destruction, and the big splash into the lake. So we did, and it almost took down a tree right away. It just hit the side of it, but man it got severely damaged. But here's the thing! As soon as we rolled it down the hill, we noticed a bunch of people walking along the road. Then the rock smashed into the ground, about two meters before them. We could feel the rather heavy vibrations in the ground. They yelled at us, with terrified voices "hey, are you trying to kill us?!?!" then it neatly rolled down into the water, with a disappointing splash.


We ran.

[Justin]

Nice one dude, I bet that relationship went well for you.

I did the key thing again this morning... I am terrible for that.

Don't do this if you own a macbook. Put a mini disk (Gamecube size) in the cd slot. Damn computer wont take them, and it got super stuck inside. I got it out, but only after some serious shaking.... wont do that again.

[Gamemusicfreak]

Many years ago we were skating in front of a Chinese restaurant, and there was a pepper plant sitting outside. Having nothing else better to do, we played the dare game and decided to eat one of the peppers. Big mistake! It was so hot, my mouth was on fire, I'll never forget it. This wasn't some jalapeno pepper, it was much worse. I have no idea what it was, but that was the last time I ever tried anything like that.
We had to run across the street to get some water.

[rocket]

Aug 30, 2008 19:04:46 GMT -5 Gamemusicfreak said:

Many years ago we were skating in front of a Chinese restaurant, and there was a pepper plant sitting outside. Having nothing else better to do, we played the dare game and decided to eat one of the peppers. Big mistake! It was so hot, my mouth was on fire, I'll never forget it. This wasn't some jalapeno pepper, it was much worse. I have no idea what it was, but that was the last time I ever tried anything like that.
We had to run across the street to get some water.

that reminds me of a dumb story. I remember when i was in the 4th grade. We use to have cafe lunches. the deal was on the 80s the provided drink was milk. I remember some one that brown bagged it brought in a jalapeno. The kids were taking turns dareing each other to eat the jalapeno. After a while they dared me. I cut a deal with 6-8 kids that if i ate the jalapeno they would give me their milk. in 2 bites i scarfed down the jalapeno and then promptly said i want my milk now. it took about 6 of those milks to finally nutralize the jalapeno. The funny part is the other kids had no idea that i was not in any pain from eating the silly thing and kept saying how brave i was and how i could handle pain. I figured i would just let them believe that one.

[Ascended Mermaid]

I remember way back when, I must've been about 5 or so. Dad grew jalapenos. I don't know what came over me, but I had the fantastic idea of seasoning my hot dog with one. Let's just say I didn't touch hot foods since then, until I turned 16.

[Yakra]

I actually like jalapenos! XD Very surprising actually, considering how as a kid I couldn't touch anything spicy. Now I can easily munch away on chillis!

All the random jalapeno picking and eating stories reminded me of how once me and my friends went off and ate some random plants. We were six or so years old back then and pretty stupid. Used to get incredibly inspired by stories from books and games and loved to enact them out. So after reading a fairytale about a guy who jumped over his neighbour's wall into his magical garden full of magical veggies, we decided to go find one (a magical garden that is!) of our own. The poor victimized garden ended up being this fancy front lawn of a house beyond the tiny stream that divided our streets. Er... we kind of pulled out every plant with a bulb thinking they were turnips and ate all sorts of plants that looked like lettuce until we we chased away by the security man. XD And brought home some for our moms too!

And then we got lectured for eating what might have been poisonous plants. X'D

[Nalacakes]

I really like jalapeno peppers too, actually, as well as spicy food of all sorts. ^^; I've always had kind of a high tolerance for them. My friends and family always seem to be surprised... I suppose I tend to be sort of meek in most other regards, so seeing me eat mouth-scorching curry-ish things must be kind of unusual?

Anyway, umm... I have lots of frightfully embarrassing memories from childhood. I tend to have a terribly good memory for things of that sort, unfortunately. <_<; But there's one that always immediately comes to mind, which happened when I was about eleven. I had attended a Christian primary school as a little kid, but had been...sort of blissfully unaware of that fact the whole time I was there. I liked to sing in the church choir, but they were just plain old songs to me. And though I read the bible, I kind of...read it like any old story. I don't think I quite realised that there were people for whom it was a sacred text. ^^;; To me, Jesus rising from the dead was no more important than Theseus slaying the minotaur, or Christopher Chant dying seven times. In short, I really didn't know much about Christianity as a religion at all...

Anyway, when I was eleven I made friends with a girl who was Christian. And one day when I asked her something about priests, she said she was actually Protestant, not Catholic, and told me about the differences between Catholic and Protestant. They were words that I had heard before, but I had never really known their meanings, so they were basically new to me. And I knew that both of my parents had been raised in Christian families, so I was kind of curious about what branch of Christianity they had followed.

The trouble being that I was in a class full of kids who were coming toward their teenage years at the time, and had started slinging around any sex-related term they could get their hands on in an effort to be cool. I had sort of a sheltered upbringing, and didn't really understand most of them at all. And somehow the mess of new words in my head led to me...kind of confusing 'prostitute' and 'protestant'. Suffice to say asking 'Mum, were you raised Catholic or Prostitute?' is...not an especially pleasant memory to have of childhood. ^^;;; Especially when you were eleven years old, and far beyond the point where such slip-ups were still cute~ I sort of...really took my time growing up. And not in a good way. =X

[Red Hairdo]

I did many shit in the past, but I can't remember of anything interesting in particular.

But today I did something kinda dumb. I was walking to the college's laboratory with everybody from my class. Then I suddenly noticed the smell of smoke. I asked a guy at my side "Is there anyone smoking around here! F***, it's forbidden! (Inside buildings.)"
I said it kinda loudly and right after it I saw a friend in front of me with the cigarette, he took a quick look behind him.
Damn. =x I was really careless.

But nothing big though.


Oh! I know something dumb I also have done.
I think anyone has at least once in a lifetime mistaken sugar for salt. XD

[Ascended Mermaid]

Haha, that reminds me of ordering those oriental donuts in Texas. :X The lady working there made a mistake and put salt on the donuts instead of sugar. :X

I LOVE spicy foods, but eating them on the job would be hazardous. =\ Because I get sick, and hide away in a room someplace, leaving my fellow colleagues to do my job for me. That happened to me at Domino's... I missed about a week's worth of work, because on roughly 6 or 7 different days, I had spicy food, got sick, and had to hide away. That's me, downright careless.

Now I want something spicy. XD But it's the day before the big interview. I can't get sick again!

[Red Hairdo]

Spicy? Paprika. =) Get one that was actually made from its place of origin (Hungary) for top quality!

[Ascended Mermaid]

Hot wings, tabasco and spicy nacho chips all make me sick. But I love them!

[Justin]

Sept 4, 2008 16:18:08 GMT -5 Red Hairdo said:

Spicy? Paprika. =) Get one that was actually made from its place of origin (Hungary) for top quality!

Damn Straight its good!!! Esspecially when its used in kolbas

[Ascended Mermaid]

I say, all's good and fine when you're outdoors, as long as you're not blocking anyone while blowing your "wall of smoke". Unfortunately, many hooligans are immune to the "wall of smoke"... >_>

Luckily, I still have a hunting knife, wooden bat and a golf club... all for emergencies.

[Justin]

Sept 4, 2008 17:55:37 GMT -5 Wyrdwad said:

Red Hairdo: That's not dumb, it's awesome! If someone's smoking inside when they're not supposed to be, I ALWAYS loudly let them know. Smokers seem to think the whole world wants to smell that crap... but we don't! And some of us are allergic (i.e. me)! So if you embarrassed that guy... I say GOOD! Maybe he'll know not to light up indoors next time!

-Tom

I am fondly reminded of a South Park episode after reading this

I wont berate someone for smoking inside, but if its not aloud then I think the guy should be told nicely "dude, its no smoking in here". I find people bitching loudly on purpose more annoying than smoke, but that's just me. I grew up with my dad smoking inside, and my mom yelling... draw the contrasts from that one.

[Red Hairdo]

Wyrdwad: Yeah, well, I didn't want to say it that loudly because I'm friends with that guy. xD But it's true what you said and I actually agree with you. I have a very dear friend who is asthmatic, and he once told me he feels suffocated when he breathes smoke. So whenever someone smokes where they shouldn't I remember of him, and I get kind of angry with the smokers who simply don't remind themselves there are people who seriously suffer from the smoke out there.

Justinzero: Paprika is my favorite temper. There's a recipe where you effectively add sweet and spicy Paprika to any sort of meat (with very little help of milk). It's delicious, especially if you mix such meat with some sort of "pasta food" (spaghetti and the like). The smaller the pieces of meat, the better it gets along with the pasta.

[Justin]

The same could be said for the way someone laughs annoyingly, or revs his car too much at a crosswalk. There is an honorable, decent way to tell someone to stop doing something. If I was smoking somewhere it was ok to and some guy came up to me screaming/yelling, I would tell him to shove it. If the guy was civil, I would totally leave or put out my smoke. I fail to understand how people expect results and respect, when they act like kids.