Oops: Thread for sharing stupid things you did

Order 50 lbs of starter/grower feed from Tractor Supply to go with the Sweet PDZ for in-store pick up. Text the wife to tell her to pick it up later. She texts back that she has 50 lbs of starter/grower feed in the trunk of her car. I ask why she didn't tell me this last night. She texts back, why didn't I tell her that I was going to buy some. Yeah, I lost this argument and still don't understand how.
 
Y'all are all so sweet!

45+ years ago me and my buddy hatched a plan to steal a large and expensive Caterpillar High Capacity Bulldozer Track Loader. I'm pretty sure the Gross vehicle weight was in the 20 or 30 thousand lbs.

So we steal it off the jobsite and take it off road through the woods, ripping a hole through the whatever got in our way in hopes of hitting a back road so that we could continue to the area that we had arranged for a buyer to fence the behemoth of an Earth Mover.

I suspect today that same equipment would run in the hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Anyway, we get to a ridge and damn if there isn't a drop off 30 or 40 feet below us. Being 2 stupid teenagers we attempt to manuever the earth mover off the cliff and damn if we didn't flip the sumbitch over.

The Lord was looking after us and we escaped, shaken but not broken and left the Caterpillar upside down in a huge ravine.

The owner recovered the machine, we knew this because the jobsite was near our homes and for weeks my buddy and I were scared to death that we might get caught.

We never did get caught. I ended up working one summer for this company as a laborer and tried my dangest to give the owner as much of my time as possible, knowing that I damaged a huge investment of his.

Stupidest thing I ever did.
 
Hopefully not too long-winded of a story. I have an embarrassingly long arsenal of stories of stupid things I've done. Enjoy!

I was an American Air Force brat and at age 11, we lived off-base in a German village, Thaleischweiler-Fröschen. I loved walking through the village; I felt totally safe and adventurous.I was also a latchkey kid so that meant spending a lot of time on my own and oftentimes, I could be found walking through the village and finding things to do (like impromptu soccer games with the kids in the village or in this case, simply going on a walk.)

A river runs through part of Thaleischweiler and on one such outing, I went to cross a bridge that crosses that river. I was carrying a pack of trading cards of some sort. At that time, trading
cards were pretty popular, and while I don't remember what kind of trading cards they were, I remember valuing them highly. Well, being a klutz, I dropped the pack of cards and it fell down into a crack in the bridge. I could see the pack of cards but could not fit my hands into the crack to grab them. I wasn't about to leave the pack of cards and it looked like I could reach my arm around the left side and down underneath to access that part of the bridge. Well, I laid down on my belly and that's exactly what I attempted to do. I did manage to reach the pack of cards, but quickly realized that my arm was stuck.

I didn't understand why. I tried to get my arm loose and started to panic when it wasn't coming free. It didn't take long for a small crowd of Germans to assemble around me, a sense of urgency clear in worried and concerned voices. I learned German in school but because I was in such a panic, I wasn't doing a good job of getting past the language barrier to communicate with them. Still, some things transcend those sorts of barriers and they tried to help. They couldn't get my arm loose either.

I guess someone in the crowd recognized me from seeing me near my home and they ran all the way to my home and fetched my Dad. (Luckily, he'd just gotten home from work.) He was able to figure out that the way I'd oriented my arm reaching in had made it flat and able to fit in, but I'd rotated my arm which made it taller and no longer able to get out. Needless to say, he got my arm out and I went home looking mighty sheepish but also very appreciative of the wonderful people that helped me that day.
 
This one happened recently actually,
So, we were having french toast for breakfast (my favorite), and I went to get the powdered sugar out of the pantry. I grabbed a small container of some white powdery stuff that I assumed was powdered sugar. And, being the sugar craving creature that I am, I opened it, stuck my finger in and licked it. I can still taste it! It was not the delicious sugar I was expecting, but baking powder instead! It was horrible! I'm glad I didn't dump it all over the french toast though.
 
This is the perfect thread for what I did today!

I went to Walmart to get the screws I needed to work in my coop. I go in, grab the screws, pay at a self check out, get my receipt and walked alllll the way to the back of the parking lot before I realized I didn’t grab the bag.

So I had to speed walk all the way back in, find the register I was at, and the screws were already gone.

Luckily the lady at customer service took pity on me and let me grab another thing of screws to replace the ones I’d left.
 

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