The I Love Lucy special
May 1, 2009 | Filed under: Stuff
Ever have one of those days where you continually do things that make even you shake yourself at yourself? No? That’s just me? Yeah, figured.
Yesterday morning I accidentally left the house without brushing my hair. After a few errands and a few odd looks, I caught sight of myself in my rearview mirror and screamed.
Later at the store I slid my library card through the credit card thingie to pay. Repeatedly. Until the check-out guy very gently told the crazy lady that they don’t accept library cards yet.
In the afternoon, I was halfway down the driveway to pick up the kids from school when I heard a thunk. Something had fallen off one of the seats. Hard to tell what since my car looks like a bomb went off in it. I didn’t worry about it. Two seconds later my cell phone started to vibrate. From somewhere beneath me. Crap. Guess I just figured out what fell. So I stopped the car in the middle of my street. No biggee since it’s a dead end. I pulled the parking brake and began the gymnastics required to get beneath the seats for the elusive phone. Couldn’t find it. Swearing, I get OUT of the car and tried to bend back in . . . and heard my name tentatively called.
It was my very sweet neighbor Roger, clearly wondering WTF I was doing. With my knees in the street, head and shoulders beneath my seats, I was either having a seizure or looking for my brain.
Sigh.
I would now like to hear the embarrassing things you’ve pulled off lately. Thank you.
Posted by Jill @ 1:00 am | Make a Comment
Judy F says:
Poor Jill Hopefully things will get better and soon
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 3:08 amStacy ~ says:
Hey, I’ve been having a good week *g* A few weeks ago I went to work with my shirt buttoned all wrong. I’ve left the gas station w/o closing the little door where the tank is located. I’ve left full coffee cups on the top of my car when I’m putting stuff in the backseat and then forget about them
Yeah, I’m crazy like that.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 3:15 amNicole Reising says:
LOL Jill! You always crack me up. And make me feel not so very alone in doing silly things.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 4:33 amAndey says:
I’ve spilled coffee on myself three times this week. Twice because the coffee cup was in my purse and I forgot about it.
I really, really hate wearing coffee.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 5:33 amMelinda says:
I got stuck in the revolving door at work this week. It was not pretty.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 6:08 amLiza says:
I had just been to Starbucks and drove off with my coffee on top of my car.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 6:15 amJackie C says:
I haven’t done anything goofy recently. You just know what that means.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 6:28 amOne that I’m family famous for is cooling the case of Pepsi on the back deck to get it ready for a party. It was more than chilly out there, I forgot the Pepsi and it froze, exploded out of the cans, it took the finish off the deck. Dear Sweet Hubby had applied the finish about 3 months before Pepsi. He was less than excited with my brain power. Fortunately, he liked other parts of me.
Shannon says:
Don’t feel bad Jill, I do embarrassing things ALL the time. Most of them involve me tripping or running into things. I’m a little clumsy!! My mom used to call me an “accident waiting to happen.” I’m pretty sure she meant it in a loving way. Haha.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 6:32 amJen F. says:
At work, I always use the same coffee cup and the next morning I just wash it out and then use it. Well, one morning I had picked up the cup and was going to go get coffee and I was chatting with my co-workers and juggling my cup around and overturned the cup, not realizing it was half full of day old coffee on my slacks. I had to run home and change. Very embarassing.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 7:08 amAlso, just last weekend, my hubby smashed his finger during some demolition (adding egress windows in the basement) and I had to take him to the ER and I was really flustered. I dropped him off at the door, parked the car and ran back. When I walked in I was looking for him and didn’t see him, there were tons of nurses and staff standing around me and I said I was looking for him and said his name. I then saw a guy sitting in a wheel chair about 5 feet in front of me raise his hand and say, “I’m right here.” I guess I was looking for someone standing and my brain didn’t register. Good grief! BTW, he’s all patched up now and healing fine.
sls-rainey says:
I’m still laughing to much to type. I have been leaving work early and painting this week. The places that paint has ended up, are a multitude. Including on my poor dog. She is speckled white, I didn’t realize she was laying under the saw horses and I was using a roller. This morning after I got to work I found some in my hair.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 7:56 amAmanda says:
Don’t worry, I’ve tried using my Sam’s card/qdoba card to pay for things, but the most recent thing I’ve done? Probably standing right behind the truck and turning around and running smack into the trailer hitch. All the trucks in my family have trailer hitches, needless to say the men in my family thought it was the funniest thing.
So, no worries!
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 8:29 amKeri Ford says:
Well, yesterday I got new phones for me and hubs. Cell phone clerk was programing our email accounts into them. He fiddled and fiddled with them for like 20 minutes and couldn’t get it to work. All the while I’m trying to keep my 2 year from tearing the store apart. Clerk calls over another sales clerk for assistance and that’s when it hits me. I gave him the wrong password.
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Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 8:57 amVictoria says:
I run into everything at work. In front of customers. They laugh at me a lot. And sometimes stuff just wont connect in my brain. There was this lady who was cashing a check and it was in her name and another. When she filled out the application she put on it “friend” so when she goes to cash it, I’m like, “is your husband here too” cuz the two names on the check had the same last name. She’s like, “no, my ex-husband is” and I just couldn’t get the two to connect and had a really confused look on my face. She laughed at me and was like “thanks, I needed that. I’m having a bad day” So at least my stupidity can cheer people up!
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 9:13 amCelena says:
Walked into a patio screen door, rolled my hair up in the truck window…and I keep trying to open doors with my key remote for the truck. I really wish that worked when my arms are full of stuff lol.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 9:24 amD says:
Sounds like a typical day to me. My family just roll their eyes and say “there she goes again”. I’m their source of entertainment(pathetic).
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 9:24 amDonna M says:
Nothing to bad lately but I’ve certainly done my share of “blunders” in the past. Most recently I managed to bang my arm on the doorknob of a door just slightly open!!!!!
Hurt like…heck!! 
My arm is still sore in that spot. I run into furniture, trip over slight cracks in the sidewalk when I am out walking, drop things, etc., etc., etc.!!! 
I used to tell my mom that I was behind the door when they passed out “grace”, I have none!! 
Everyone, have a great weekend. It is raining here & Jill is probably going to have some snow over the weekend. Sorry Jill. I know it is May.
What can I say! 
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 11:59 amKristina says:
OMG! D, you have the same family as me! Well, Jill here’s one of my embarrassing moments…So picture it it’s Thursday at about 1 AM (Well I guess Friday morning) my hubby just got home from work. We were talking about what we had to do tomorrow who would need our SUV and when. (We share a vehicle.)Friday morning I had to run some errands, then my husband remebered to tell me he took off the side steps to the SUV at work so be careful. (I’m short, and those help alot more than he thought they would) Okay, so I was leaving and he yelled out the door for me to remember. Right as he yelled that I tripped and hit my shin, trying to find that step….Yeah I forgot. And again, when I got out. Let’s just say it’s a good thing that they were older jeans, the hole and blood looked good in them.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 12:07 pmAllie says:
I’ve had a few days like that. It’s like I get on a roll and just can’t stop doing ridiculous things. I try to avoid the doctor’s office whenever possible because no matter what, I manage to embarrass myself there. I am very easily startled, and if I am not warned ahead of time that someone is going to reach out to me suddenly or touch me–even to take my blood pressure–I will yelp and jump about a foot. Trust me, no matter how tolerant or experienced your nurse or doctor is, they are not ready for that.
Apparently I am easy to remember, though, because they all move very slowly around me now. 
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 12:16 pmBrandy says:
Jill, I’m not laughing at you, but with you. My pants starting vibrating this afternoon and I couldn’t remember that I had my cell phone in my pocket and it was on vibrate. *G*
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 1:40 pmD. Brothers says:
I guess the worst I have done is backing my car into a closed garage door — twice. You would think I had learned my lesson the first time. This resulted into a new garage door and repairs to the car.
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 4:02 pmStephanee says:
Same as Stacy#2. I just left the gas station yesterday w/o closing the little door where the tank is located or screwing on the cap. I have never done that in almost thirty years of driving!
Posted on May 1st, 2009 at 9:18 pmtrish c says:
I’m perfect!
Posted on May 2nd, 2009 at 8:25 amtrish c says:
not! lol
Posted on May 2nd, 2009 at 8:25 amMarty says:
Still get red-faced over this one: I’d come home from work, changed into workout gear and hit the gym. I’m about 1/3 of the way through my weight machine work (and, by the way, why is it women don’t have any upper body strength?? I struggle every time I up the weights by just a few pounds, and the last rep of 12 is brutal. Just asking). Anyway, all of a sudden I have a craving for a Zero’s half tuna sub. A strong craving, like I HAVE to have one or someone’s going to die craving. So, I finish my workout, hop into the car and drive to the nearest Zero’s which is on Colley Avenue. Colley Avenue has about a 4 block area of boutiques, nice restaurants with outdoor dining, and smack in the middle of this is a Zero’s/Dairy Queen. Only in the South! Also, Colley has only parallel parking (and by the way, I suck at parallel parking which I know is stereotypical as a woman, but if you can’t do it, you can’t do it). So I spot an empty space, in front of one of the aforementioned trendy restaurants, and the parallel parking god is with me, because I manage to get the car in there with only a little bit of back and forth. There are a few diners out on the patio, but not too many. I run in to Zero’s, get my sub after about a 15 minute wait, and head back to the car. By this time the restaurant patio has filled up. I get into the car, buckle up, turn on the ignition, put it into gear, check my mirror for oncoming traffic, and BACK INTO THE CAR BEHIND ME. Crunch. Look over, and sure enough, everyone on the patio sees me. Muy embarrassing. So, I get out of the car, take a look and it appears that all of the damage is to my car, because I hit his license plate, not his bumper. But, it’s twilight, I can’t see enough to make sure I didn’t cause his car any damage, so I look at the folks on the patio and ask them if they know where the driver is. Someone says they think they saw him walk into the inside dining room, but they can’t remember what he looks like. Great. I’m standing there in my USC T-shirt that has a small hole in the shoulder over the Gamecock logo, old track pants and I’m still a little sweaty. So I get to go into the restaurant and find this guy and confess that I hit his car. Perfect. After a real chucklefest of a quarter hour when I can’t find the guy anywhere, I borrow a piece of paper and pen from the headwaiter and write the guy a note with my phone number and stick it on his windshield. Manage to get out of the parking spot this time with no problem (and thanks soooo much to the joker on the patio who clapped for me!) and I head home.
Posted on May 3rd, 2009 at 8:04 am