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Your moment of infamy

slobake

slobake

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Aug 6, 2011
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#1
Mine? I once crashed the phone sytem and voice mail a large well known company that specializes in online reviews of hi-tech products. I am reluctant to say the name but I think you know who I am talking about. They were not happy. :confused: It took two days to get them back up and working. And a week or two to get them back up to normal.
Back then we copied programs to a floppy drive. Their drive went out and the backup was corrupted.
I had to turn off the system in the middle of the night to replace the drive and the whole thing crashed. Had to re-program a huge phone sytem from scratch. I had help but I still didn't get much sleep that weekend.
Do you have a story?
 
#2
We went to a schwanky dinner party. The hostess is known for her exquisite desserts. Some of the most wonderful pastries and cakes you will ever eat.

She brought out a tray of handmade eclairs. I grabbed one and ate it. It was indeed a little bite of heaven. I grabbed another. As I put it in my mouth, she asked for everyone's attention and made the comment......"now I only made enough eclairs so each of us could have one each". Every person directed their eyes to me as I stood there with the eclair in my mouth. We still talk about it to this day.

-Mike
 
#6
I remember one of those moments when I put my mouth in gear before I engaged my brain. We were waiting in line to see a play when a friend walked up with a short skirt on. She was wearing stockings that made her legs looked pink. This is also a women with an ongoing struggle with her weight. For some reason the color of her legs reminded me of pork chops. ...... Oh yes I did .....Not thinking I said "You look so cute, your legs look just like pork chops." To her credit she just stared and didn't say a word. I noticed everything got real quiet around me. She was a friend for many years and never bought it up.
My wife hasn't forgotten though. She still teases me about it.
 
#7
slobake said:
I remember one of those moments when I put my mouth in gear before I engaged my brain. We were waiting in line to see a play when a friend walked up with a short skirt on. She was wearing stockings that made her legs looked pink. This is also a women with an ongoing struggle with her weight. For some reason the color of her legs reminded me of pork chops. ...... Oh yes I did .....Not thinking I said "You look so cute, your legs look just like pork chops." To her credit she just stared and didn't say a word. I noticed everything got real quiet around me. She was a friend for many years and never bought it up.
My wife hasn't forgotten though. She still teases me about it.
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Wow. I feel Your pain. Honestly. :help:
 
#8
One time I fell asleep drunk on a scaffold on a construction site across the street from where I lived (at the time) because I was pissed off at my roommate and went to go drink somewhere away from him. Later he came looking for me and when he woke me up, I swung my fist at him which catapulted me off the edge of the scaffold I was sitting on and onto my face on the concrete below. He had to drag me into the house and deposit me on the floor of my room. I actually drove around and did my usual stuff with a broken arm for the next two days because I wanted to wait until Monday to go get it tended to. Weekends are precious. LOL

If I'd died when I hit the slab that Friday night, my last words would have been, "Mother****** I'm gonna KILL..." *splat*
 
#9
Bloodhammer said:
One time I fell asleep drunk on a scaffold on a construction site across the street from where I lived (at the time) because I was pissed off at my roommate and went to go drink somewhere away from him. Later he came looking for me and when he woke me up, I swung my fist at him which catapulted me off the edge of the scaffold I was sitting on and onto my face on the concrete below. He had to drag me into the house and deposit me on the floor of my room. I actually drove around and did my usual stuff with a broken arm for the next two days because I wanted to wait until Monday to go get it tended to. Weekends are precious. LOL

If I'd died when I hit the slab that Friday night, my last words would have been, "Mother****** I'm gonna KILL..." *splat*
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Man, you're like so metal it hurts. :p
 
#12
There was this blonde ditz, flirting up all us guys at a party. She was irritatingly cute. She got around to me, annoying, near obnoxious. I grabber her by the wrist, emptied a near full beer on her head.

Even the MC5 blasting on the stereo seemed to fade to nothing. Her boyfriend did nothing.

I was the party pariah...and out of beer.

I visited the keg...the metal chicks came up to me and said; "Aaron! That was so cool!"

I stay even.
 
#13
P. Aaron said:
There was this blonde ditz, flirting up all us guys at a party. She was irritatingly cute. She got around to me, annoying, near obnoxious. I grabber her by the wrist, emptied a near full beer on her head.

Even the MC5 blasting on the stereo seemed to fade to nothing. Her boyfriend did nothing.

I was the party pariah...and out of beer.

I visited the keg...the metal chicks came up to me and said; "Aaron! That was so cool!"

I stay even.
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Lol, wut? :D
 

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