For example, today i nearly set my house on fire after forgetting a pan on the stove.
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Caught my shoelaces in my bike chain trying to avoid a shitty driver who almost ran me off the road (I did successfully not get hit by this idiot and eventually got him to realize how bad he was fucking up, yay).
Tired of this bullshit and am probably going to convert my bike from chain and derailleur to belt and hub like I have on my Priority Folder.
Yesterday I didn’t sleep, it was hot and couldn’t sleep.
Got up at 4am, went to work, ran errands. Then as I was driving I put the car in reverse in the freeway instead of 6th gear. What the fuck. Grinding noise.
Turns out the car no longer goes in reverse. I believe I bent the teeth in the synchro gears. Fuuuu, need to pull the transmission and take it all apart. I don’t even have concrete or anything yet. I have lived here 6 months on raw land. I guess for the next few years I need to push the car if I get stuck lol
I plan to have an automotive workshop when we build the garage, but that might be a few years away.
Does 1st still work? Reverse isn’t usually synchro’d, it’s just an idler for 1st to reverse the rotation of the output shaft.
If 1st still works, then your probably just chewed all the teeth off the idler, or shattered the gear.
Anyway. I’m impressed you managed to force it into reverse at highway speeds, that takes some serious strength (props to your shifter and linkages too), and your transmission is full of metal shavings at this point, so if you are going to drive without fixing it for a while, at least flush the fluid out.
Have fun using the Flintstone drive for reversing.
1st works fine. I didn’t force it, just shifted like normal, and knew something was wrong when there was a grinding noise. Hopefully we don’t have to push it. I once owned a stick shift car that the starter didn’t work, we had to push start it each time lol at least until I change the starter.
Yeah. You probably just blew up that reverse idler then. Not sure if that is easier or harder to fix TBH. Disassembling the whole transmission isn’t something I would do, but I could see myself dropping in a junkyard transmission, and doing my clutch and rear main seal at the same time since you’re going to have everything off and drained anyway.
Sad thing is the car only haas about 60,000 miles and the clutch bearing died about a month ago. Wasted $2,000 to have a new clutch installed because I’m on raw land and i have not built my garage yet.
Once I build my garage I plan to have a concrete pad poured so I can add a car lift. Might be a few years until I can work on this car and it’s our only car at the moment and I live in the middle of nowhere.
But good news I did buy a pickup truck on Tuesday, they are mailing the keys, title, bill of sale. So hopefully by next week we have another vehicle to drive around here. Sadly the owner died, but that’s how I got a great price on it.
I too, killed the last owner of my car to get a good deal.
This is a bad fuck up :/ I’m sorry that happened to you, I’ve almost done it myself.
It’s been quite the downer lol running errands and parking in ways I can get out ha. My wife keeps saying at least the car didnt leave us stranded, and we can still go out. We live in the middle of nowhere.
Well, gotta take the small wins. It could have been worse.
Forgot a lunch box for weeks at work, and then they threw it out while I was sick, so now I have to buy a new lunch box.
That’s quite rude. I’m lucky at my work they just throw the food out and wash the Tupperware.
I made sure I told them, too, that I would’ve cleaned it and taken it home had I not been sick since the day before they posted the ultimatum and gave me 3 working days until they threw it out.
It was a nice glass container too.
I am the one at my workplace who throws moldy lunchboxes away. Though in pur fridge it is mostly unopened yoghurts that somebody brings and forgets about. So disappointing how much food is wasted
Had a colleague who went on leave and had probably $50 of lunch in the work fridge.
New admin assistant says we have one work day to get our stuff out so she can clean out the fridge, and his stuff was all tossed.
If they’d given more notice, we probably would’ve had time to get our stuff out then ask whose food that was, and realise it was old mate’s.
That’s just anarchy, wtf.
I printed 200 labels at work all with a typo on it, so I had to print 200 more. Good thing the only thing that cost me was my time lol
Very minor, but I very recently changed deoderant after not being able to find the one I usually use. I just got to a clinic for a medication infusion and it has completely worn off, being replaced by the smell of stress sweat from traffic, and now this poor nurse has to smell me while I get my medicine, so I am mortified.
the nurse probably has access to body wipes you could use; alternatively, you could see if they have some antimicrobial soap like hibiclens, washing armpits with those (like in a bathroom) works like a lasting deodorant I’ve heard
If it helps, I’m pretty sure stress sweat is far from the worst thing that nurse routinely smells. By a long shot.
I had sex with a girl way out of my league. Usually I fuck down.
Wait, how is that a fuck up?
Play on words. They’re saying that fucking someone lower on the 0-10 hotness scale is fucking DOWN, so fucking someone hotter is fucking UP (I don’t really use that scale lol, just easiest way to describe it)
Ohh, now it’s too obvious, thank you!
See, this is why I shouldn’t be browsing Lemmy when I’m high as balls.
Accidentally put a hot pan on the couch (don’t ask) and it BURNED A HOLE in the couch
Consider this me asking
I saw online a cool idea for “pinwheel burgers” and wanted to make them for my kids.
- assembled them after work, had the younger one select and apply the spices
- discovered most of the veggies were dead, and I never bought Cole slaw or cucumbers
- put them on the grill but when I went to flip them discovered I’d run out of propane
- restarted with a new tank but went inside because of the heat and humidity
- came out to flip the burgers and discovered a raging fire, and burgers like hockey pucks.
Luckily I had sufficient backup but after anticipating a new variation of burger and a new variation of Cole slaw, we had dinner two hours late, plain burgers, no veggies
Bought 2 bananas and 2 apples for work, but forgot to take the receipt. That small 2$ mistake, was apparently enough to make our “smart and automated” accounting system brick itself. Woups.
Just scribble “fuck you it’s two dollars” on a napkin and scan that in.
Recently? The worst was accidentally drinking coffee too late in the evening a few days ago, which, sadly, was more than enough to mess up my well-being for several days at this point in my life.
Wrapped my 4yo in a big towel on the way back from the hotel pool and shortly after challenged him to a race to our room. He immediately tripped on the towel and hit his head because his arms were under the towel. Fortunately just got a bump and some rug burn on his forehead
Was worried for a sec that you were going to say you got back to your hotel only to realize it wasn’t your 4yo. Would have been potentially traumatizing for everyone involved that noticed before you quietly returned the kid hoping no one else did notice and that your own kid didn’t drown in the meantime.
I did nothing to improve my situation
I bent over the sink to clean the drain and threw my back out three hours before I had to leave on a business trip.
Had to cancel the entire thing and spend the next day on my back.
I can commiserate… One time I fucked up my back by picking up a loaf of bread. I had just worked an extremely heavy shift at work. Slinging +200 pound pieces of gear overhead, lots of bending and crawling around, etc… I was gross after work. Climbed into my car, toweled off with some baby wipes, and headed to the grocery store on my way home. I just needed milk and bread.
So I make a beeline to the dairy section and grab the milk first, then swing by the bread aisle on my way to the registers. I bend over to grab the bread from the bottom shelf… And I feel a twinge in my lower back. Just a small little tug. I stand back up, and start heading to the registers. As I continue, the twinge gets worse and worse. I didn’t even make it to the registers. I quickly found myself wishing I had grabbed a cart, because I needed a walker to stay upright. I had to abandon the milk and bread in the middle of the store, and slowly hobble back out to my car.
That was on a Friday evening, and naturally my doctor didn’t have any appointments available until Monday. So I suffered all weekend. Monday finally rolls around, and the doc basically goes “oh lol yeah that just happens sometimes. Have you tried taking any ibuprofen?” Uhh excuse me. What the fuck do you mean that just happens? Can we make it not happen?
He says it is extremely common for industrial athletes to injure themselves after work. During work, they’re careful enough to not injure themselves. They’re warmed up, they do team lifts, they’re careful to use proper lifting form, etc… Then they get into their car, drive home, cool down during the drive, and then get injured by something stupid and small (like picking up a loaf of bread, or bending over the sink) because their cold joints basically go “nah I already worked enough today. I’m just gonna rip instead of stretching.”
I was out of commission for a solid two weeks, all because of that loaf of bread. That was about a decade ago, and my back still gives me issues occasionally.
If my doctor said it’s extremely common for industrial athletes to injure themselves after work when I pulled my back out getting a loaf of bread I might well have killed them even with my back out.
If you have a issue with your back that’s serious enough you can put it out getting a loaf of bread it’s not that you weren’t being careful enough, or didn’t stretch first. You probably injured it at work and just finished it off at the grocery store.
I was working at a office supply store. The inventory manager did an all hands they decided they were going to restructure the warehouse storage. We were moving a wall of filing cabinets in the back to a different wall. They weren’t incredibly heavy but they were very bulky and we were stacking them on top of each other. Essentially lifting a four-drawer filing cabinet and setting it across the room on top of another four-drawer filing cabinet. Like many times in my young life someone said “wow you’re really moving stuff above your class, I didn’t take you for being that strong” and that was all I needed to push myself way past the limit. I left there feeling great. I stoped by my old job to hang out with some friends went in the back to help him clean up, finished my back off just lightly sweeping, next thing I know I’m laying on the ground barely able to breathe. That was 33 years ago. I’ve been put out of commission by that same exact injury on my back probably a dozen times since then, once by sneezing while sitting. I learned about 15 years ago that if I fuck it up bad enough, the disc leaks and the fluid erodes nerves downstream which gives me radiating pain which puts me out of commission for a few days to a week.
Quick tip though, since COVID-19 it is possible to get a telehealth visit while your back is out. They’ll usually make you show them how you have to get up off the floor, and they’ll generally issue you something to at least alleviate enough of the pain to let you get up and down. They’re generally apprehensive to give you serious narcotics, but they’ll generally at least give you a reasonable muscle relaxer.
I was replacing the runner lights for our stairs and was having some resistance pulling, so I tried pulling the other way. It’s currently stuck and I’ll need to take off a section of molding to push it back through. At least I did the other side correctly
If it makes you feel better, most of my major fuck ups are cooking related. I was boiling down some dr. Pepper for jerky marinade and fell asleep. Didn’t wake up to alarms until my wife woke me up. Pretty embarrassing, and really makes you doubt your own ability to do things. Eventually you get over it and just get cagey about the very specific lead up steps, which is probably a good thing.
About, oh my a decade ago, I had what I call the toffpocalypse. I was drinking and decided to make toffee from sweetened condensed milk by boiling the cans in a pot. Well I inevitably fell asleep and woke up to the alarms in the entire apartment blaring. There was a thick smoke and the dog had pooped on the floor in fear. The cans had exploded when the water boiled away, denting the ceiling and the stove hood. I turned off the stove, opened the windows, and fanned the smoke until the alarms stopped. Luckily the building alarms had not gone off.
I had intended it to be a video gaming heavy weekend as my wife was away visiting a friend. Instead I had to use wet rags to clean toffee off of the ceiling as best as I could for all of Sunday. I did manage to mostly get it all clean. It was a good lesson to learn not to actively cook while not sober, the results could have been much worse, even fatal
I set some humming bird food to boil a while back. Got distracted in the other room and smelled smoke. Went back into the kitchen and couldn’t see the stove there was so much smoke. Then the smoke alarm went off. Very effective. Took hours to scrub the burn sugar out of the pot and days to get rid of the smoke smell in the house.
Pro tip, always set a timer when you walk away from something on the stove.
When I was living in a boarding-school like arrangement for people with disabilities once, they had really sensitive smoke detectors and if you tripped them needlessly, you were in for a hell of liability, because they immediately caused complete evacuation pocedures and an automated emergency call where not just a small contingent of firefighters were called. One night, one person forgot their pasta boiling on the stove and fell asleep on the couch in exhaustion - so deeply and long, that all the water boiled away and the noodles burned and tripped the alarm. That exhaustion cost them several thousands of Euros.
