I feel like dropping something fun for everyone.When did you screw everything up, but no one ever found out it was you?
What’s your biggest screw up in the kitchen?
What is something terrible you did as a kid and that still no one knows you did to this day?
Have you ever gotten yourself lost while walking, driving, or riding your bike? Lost enough that you were completely out of your element and had to call for help? Did you refuse to tell anyone and try and forcibly make your way back?
What's something that you thought you had worked really hard at, but ended up failing at? A test? A huge exam? A midterm? A game?
Have you ever gotten completely out of bed, dressed, prepared, and run out the door because you thought it was a certain day of the week, time of day, or month and found out you did it all for nothing because you got the date or time wrong?
When did you screw everything up, but no one ever found out it was you?
I once had a 50 lb bag of sugar that I was lugging through the store I was working at and when I went to lift it he whole bag just ripped apart and there was sugar absolutely everywhere. However, none of it had managed to get on me. I was so embarrassed by my inability to lift this bag properly that I walked away as though I had never seen it until the manager was trying to figure out why one of our bags of sugar had virtually exploded in place.
What’s your biggest screw up in the kitchen?
I could make a laugh and say I've burnt water. I have done so, it's quite intense, but I have done a lot of screw ups in the ktichen that I don't think I can pin it all on just once.
I've cooked chicken until it was so dry that it was almost like sand in your mouth.
I once was trying to make breakfast for my husband while he slept, but my smoke detector is rather sensitive, so while I was cooking bacon I set it off. That did not turn out to be a romantic wake up call.
It just turned into being rather hilarious that I had made so much smoke with the bacon and utterly failed in making a soft and delicate morning wake up. What is something terrible you did as a kid and that still no one knows you did to this day?
When I was about 4 or 5, I can very strongly remember a situation in which my little sister had gotten me in a heap of trouble. She claimed I had taken something that I had very much not touched. For this, I was actually punished as she had convinced my parents that I had to have taken it from her. She was THREE. She was the baby, so she obviously was the right one because she had huge crocodile tears. Well, I got punished and put in time out for a whole thirty minutes after I got a spanking for making my sister cry and calling her a name because I was just so upset about being framed.
Welp, when I got out of time out I marched my cranky butt over to her in the kitchen where my parents couldn't see us at all. I pretended to play with her and suddenly when she stood and faced the cabinets I took my opportunity to smack her face on the cabinet by pushing her. She screamed horribly and started crying and I called out to my parents that "Oh no! Bugg fell!!" And, because she was three, she had no knowledge of the better.
I hurt her and got away with it. I feel bad about it, I think it's funny because I was 5 and did something so intense, but to this day my family has no idea.
I was a very spiteful little child when someone accused me of something I had not done. I still to this day get upset if people put words in my mouth, make me out to be a liar when I'm not, and accuse me of doing something I have certainly not done. Honesty has always been important to me, but I will never go out of my way to purposefully hurt someone even if they do me wrong. I might think mean things, but I won't act on them like I used to do.Have you ever gotten yourself lost while walking, driving, or riding your bike? Lost enough that you were completely out of your element and had to call for help? Did you refuse to tell anyone and try and forcibly make your way back?
I got lost when I was little in the Pink Palace Museum. I was about 7. I was in the world war 1 or something medical exibits where they had wax figures performing really gruesome treatments like leaching. xD
My second worst moment getting lost was on a recent drive home from work. I made one wrong turn after another. I ended up being a full 30 minutes home late on a 10 minute drive home.
What's something that you thought you had worked really hard at, but ended up failing at? A test? A huge exam? A midterm? A game?
Math exams in highschool and through college. However, there was one particular geometry test that I had studied for, practised at, and felt super confident while taking the exam. Unfortunately I got 90% of the test wrong, and to this day I still have no idea how I did that.
Have you ever gotten completely out of bed, dressed, prepared, and run out the door because you thought it was a certain day of the week, time of day, or month and found out you did it all for nothing because you got the date or time wrong?
I once did this! It was so sad, because I had woken myself up a lot to get to the place I needed to go to, but I didn't need to be there... for another week. I was just so stressed about being late that I had panicked myself into completely forgetting the day it was.
Feel free to ask your own questions!
When did you screw everything up, but no one ever found out it was you?
I used to do basic programming/upkeep of a basic server rack (the kind you'd pay x$ per month to host minecraft/CS:GO/Rust servers on), and I ended up accidentally cut/paste'ing away a section of a folder I wasn't supposed to, causing it to roll back about a week. It wouldn't have been so bad if it wasn't the same week we decided to change and tidy up everything. Ho'hum! I was able to re-do the lost work myself, and it was a hobby sort of thing, so I didn't get sent to super-FBI-prison for ruining veed-e-o-game things.
What’s your biggest screw up in the kitchen?
Grease fire. Never again.
What is something terrible you did as a kid and that still no one knows you did to this day?
Nice try, mom!
Have you ever gotten yourself lost while walking, driving, or riding your bike? Lost enough that you were completely out of your element and had to call for help? Did you refuse to tell anyone and try and forcibly make your way back?
I have a lot of issues when it comes to being by myself and on the road, but I really wanted to go out for breakfast so I did it anyway. I didn't even get fifteen minutes away before I was lost and hyperventilating.
My lovely friend managed to GET IT FOR ME THOUGH OH MY GOD THEY WERE SUCH A HERO!
What's something that you thought you had worked really hard at, but ended up failing at? A test? A huge exam? A midterm? A game?
Life, next question!
Have you ever gotten completely out of bed, dressed, prepared, and run out the door because you thought it was a certain day of the week, time of day, or month and found out you did it all for nothing because you got the date or time wrong?
ONCE, and I remember it to this day! I woke up really worried that I was late for class, but everyone in my house was asleep, so I woke THEM up, and was subsequently bought a calendar.
I used to do basic programming/upkeep of a basic server rack (the kind you'd pay x$ per month to host minecraft/CS:GO/Rust servers on), and I ended up accidentally cut/paste'ing away a section of a folder I wasn't supposed to, causing it to roll back about a week. It wouldn't have been so bad if it wasn't the same week we decided to change and tidy up everything. Ho'hum! I was able to re-do the lost work myself, and it was a hobby sort of thing, so I didn't get sent to super-FBI-prison for ruining veed-e-o-game things.
What’s your biggest screw up in the kitchen?
Grease fire. Never again.
What is something terrible you did as a kid and that still no one knows you did to this day?
Nice try, mom!
Have you ever gotten yourself lost while walking, driving, or riding your bike? Lost enough that you were completely out of your element and had to call for help? Did you refuse to tell anyone and try and forcibly make your way back?
I have a lot of issues when it comes to being by myself and on the road, but I really wanted to go out for breakfast so I did it anyway. I didn't even get fifteen minutes away before I was lost and hyperventilating.
My lovely friend managed to GET IT FOR ME THOUGH OH MY GOD THEY WERE SUCH A HERO!What's something that you thought you had worked really hard at, but ended up failing at? A test? A huge exam? A midterm? A game?
Life, next question!
Have you ever gotten completely out of bed, dressed, prepared, and run out the door because you thought it was a certain day of the week, time of day, or month and found out you did it all for nothing because you got the date or time wrong?
ONCE, and I remember it to this day! I woke up really worried that I was late for class, but everyone in my house was asleep, so I woke THEM up, and was subsequently bought a calendar.
PrettySir wrote:
I once was trying to make breakfast for my husband while he slept, but my smoke detector is rather sensitive, so while I was cooking bacon I set it off.
I sincerely hope it wasn't the kind of smoke detector that also immediately switches on the sprinklers!
Radio wrote:
Nice try, mom!
Literally made me laugh out loud.
When did you screw everything up, but no one ever found out it was you?
Unfortunately, I have this infuriating need to confess things all the time. It's like a gag reflex. Please never hire me to spy on anyone. What I generally do is try to fix things before people find out, and then I still confess anyway. My boss used to think I was nuts. "Okay, you fixed it. Why are you still telling me?"
What’s your biggest screw up in the kitchen?
There was this one time I was really into Lords Mobile. It's one of those castle-building games where you basically just go and burn other people's castles. I was chatting with my guildmates and we were going on and on about burning an enemy guild, to the point when I actually smelled something burning. I thought I was just going through some kind of intense battle high, and then I remembered my banana fritters! I rushed to the kitchen, but by then, they were just black, banana-shaped scorchmarks on the pan. Boy, was it hard to clean that pan. It still has vague banana outlines on it. My guildmates thought it was hilarious.
What is something terrible you did as a kid and that still no one knows you did to this day?
Technically a teen instead of a kid,
when I stole a trophy from my high school.
Very few people know about this, and I'm actually weirdly proud about keeping it a secret, since I always have this irresistible urge to confess things. (Comes out of being raised both Born Again Christian and traditional Catholic, go figure.) I have never stolen anything else in my life. Not even a pen from work. But I feel at peace with this one.
In high school, I was part of our school paper, but I was that mousy, quiet girl that no one really noticed. In contrast, our features editor--let's call her "Courtney"--was bubbly and sociable, just the perfect kind of popular girl that could get anyone to agree to an interview. She was nice and talented in many, many ways, but what she couldn't do was actually, you know, write.
So we have this inter-school competition where high school seniors competed on the division level, then regional, all the way up to national. Like a sports tournament, but for budding journalists. When I was in 6th grade, I won third place in feature writing on the national level, and all I wanted before going off to college, was to get there again and win first.
The school bussed out the entire staff of our paper to the first leg of the competition. When results came in, I was the only person who'd won anything. It was just another measly third place in feature writing, but the best the other kids won was fifth. Courtney wasn't even mentioned in the lists. So we qualified to compete on the next level, but only in features, the section I wrote for.
I waited and waited for my teacher to pull me out of class, and/or tell me when the next round of the competition would start.
A week passed. Two. Eventually, I asked her about it.
She looked confused. "Well, Courtney already went last week, but she didn't qualify for the next round."
My brain melted. I wanted to ask why she sent Courtney instead of me. Since I was the one who actually qualified? But I was numb. I couldn't say the words out loud, but she must have read it on my face. "Well," she said defensively, "Courtney is our features editor. I didn't think you'd want to go." Her exact words.
I slunk away like a beaten dog. She was my favorite teacher until that point, and I couldn't even look at her after that.
Anyway, my school got a dinky participation trophy for going through the first round of the competition. I stayed after the end of class, broke into the trophy case, and stuffed it into my backpack. I still have it to this day, like twelve years later. Still no regrets.
I know now that I should have been more proactive, more honest, and more open, but that was high school, man. I was a tortured teen who could barely speak. I couldn't even say the words "I should have gone instead of Courtney" because I thought it sounded too arrogant and entitled.
I can handle conflict much better now, but I like to remember this anecdote as one of my first lessons about the 'real world'. Plus, that trophy fills up such a sweet spot between the top of my cabinet and the ceiling!
Very few people know about this, and I'm actually weirdly proud about keeping it a secret, since I always have this irresistible urge to confess things. (Comes out of being raised both Born Again Christian and traditional Catholic, go figure.) I have never stolen anything else in my life. Not even a pen from work. But I feel at peace with this one.
In high school, I was part of our school paper, but I was that mousy, quiet girl that no one really noticed. In contrast, our features editor--let's call her "Courtney"--was bubbly and sociable, just the perfect kind of popular girl that could get anyone to agree to an interview. She was nice and talented in many, many ways, but what she couldn't do was actually, you know, write.
So we have this inter-school competition where high school seniors competed on the division level, then regional, all the way up to national. Like a sports tournament, but for budding journalists. When I was in 6th grade, I won third place in feature writing on the national level, and all I wanted before going off to college, was to get there again and win first.
The school bussed out the entire staff of our paper to the first leg of the competition. When results came in, I was the only person who'd won anything. It was just another measly third place in feature writing, but the best the other kids won was fifth. Courtney wasn't even mentioned in the lists. So we qualified to compete on the next level, but only in features, the section I wrote for.
I waited and waited for my teacher to pull me out of class, and/or tell me when the next round of the competition would start.
A week passed. Two. Eventually, I asked her about it.
She looked confused. "Well, Courtney already went last week, but she didn't qualify for the next round."
My brain melted. I wanted to ask why she sent Courtney instead of me. Since I was the one who actually qualified? But I was numb. I couldn't say the words out loud, but she must have read it on my face. "Well," she said defensively, "Courtney is our features editor. I didn't think you'd want to go." Her exact words.
I slunk away like a beaten dog. She was my favorite teacher until that point, and I couldn't even look at her after that.
Anyway, my school got a dinky participation trophy for going through the first round of the competition. I stayed after the end of class, broke into the trophy case, and stuffed it into my backpack. I still have it to this day, like twelve years later. Still no regrets.
I know now that I should have been more proactive, more honest, and more open, but that was high school, man.
I was a tortured teen who could barely speak. I couldn't even say the words "I should have gone instead of Courtney" because I thought it sounded too arrogant and entitled.I can handle conflict much better now, but I like to remember this anecdote as one of my first lessons about the 'real world'. Plus, that trophy fills up such a sweet spot between the top of my cabinet and the ceiling!
Have you ever gotten yourself lost while walking, driving, or riding your bike? Lost enough that you were completely out of your element and had to call for help? Did you refuse to tell anyone and try and forcibly make your way back?
As a kid, I always wandered off, so I ended up lost in all sorts of shopping malls, museums, and parks. I met a lot of friendly policemen and customer-service people that way!
What's something that you thought you had worked really hard at, but ended up failing at? A test? A huge exam? A midterm? A game?
Ugh, so painful. It was an oral exam in calculus. For ten minutes, I stood at the board pretty much muttering to myself like an insane person. The professor felt so sorry for me she started feeding me the answers.
Have you ever gotten completely out of bed, dressed, prepared, and run out the door because you thought it was a certain day of the week, time of day, or month and found out you did it all for nothing because you got the date or time wrong?
I once convinced my mom that it was one of my niece's birthdays and we had to go to my brother's stat. (He lives two hours away.) We arrived all flustered with our hastily-wrapped gifts, and when we got there… Oops, turns out her birthday is the next day.
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