#5. 1980. Buddy of mine and I are painting condo garages. Yellow. Gust of wind comes and blows the tarp the 5 gallon bucket of paint is sitting on. Spills all over the newly sealed parking lot. Sop up as much as we can with the stuff that we have. Still a mess. No hoses or water source available nearby to wash it off. Head to Fleet Farm and buy every can of black spray paint they have. Problem solved.
I had a similar experience as #9. I scooped a spoonfuls of Smuckers jelly and spread it on toast for my little girl. There in the jelly was a conveyor belt rivet. When I called smuckers, they were so helpful, Not. Offered a coupon for another Jelly
#2. I just got a new container of computer screws because evidently I threw out too many when I was cleaning my office. I'm actually nervous that the lid isn't going to be secure and that's going to happen in my office.
I'll admit, #2 was the only one where I actually winced because I've done it before.
#1 reminds me... we had just bought a house (we'd been in an RV), just got the keys, pulled in to the drive way and the first thing I did was open the garage door. The door (it was an older wooden door that was segments hinged together, it was heavy) went up, rolled back and fell on the floor.... the whole-heavy thing was down on the ground. This was the FIRST DAMN THING WE TOUCHED SINCE WE WERE GIVEN THE KEYS! Bummer.... It was heavy... we fixed it later but what a start! Probably wasn't a Monday but it should have been...
When I was a kid, my folks would get home delivery from a Philly based bakery, bread and pastries.(no name, they're still in business.) One day, my Mom found a large bug baked into the heel of a loaf of bread. So we switched to their competitor. There was a roofing nail in a blueberry pie. After that, we bought bread from the supermarket and pastries from neighborhood places. Better all around. Stay safe
#1 - I've had to repair/replace the garage door on every house I've ever lived in. Always due to the woman of the household.
ReplyDelete#10 Why bulls should not high jump. And yes, I realize that is not what actually occured.
ReplyDelete#2 was a heartfelt tragedy
ReplyDelete#5. 1980. Buddy of mine and I are painting condo garages. Yellow. Gust of wind comes and blows the tarp the 5 gallon bucket of paint is sitting on. Spills all over the newly sealed parking lot. Sop up as much as we can with the stuff that we have. Still a mess. No hoses or water source available nearby to wash it off. Head to Fleet Farm and buy every can of black spray paint they have. Problem solved.
ReplyDeleteGreat story!
Delete10- just married?
ReplyDelete3. FOOSHx3. It'll make a great triage note.
ReplyDeleteI had a similar experience as #9. I scooped a spoonfuls of Smuckers jelly and spread it on toast for my little girl. There in the jelly was a conveyor belt rivet.
ReplyDeleteWhen I called smuckers, they were so helpful, Not. Offered a coupon for another Jelly
#2 happened to me, I swept them in to a dustpan a tossed em!
ReplyDelete#9: well, talk about screw you!!!!
ReplyDelete#10 That's not a Monday. I've had lots of Mondays, and that's not a Monday.
ReplyDelete#3. Well, there's your problem. All three were signaling a right turn, incorrectly, I might add, which created a drastic over turning tendency.
ReplyDeleteTo avoid this, only one should signal a turn.
#2. I just got a new container of computer screws because evidently I threw out too many when I was cleaning my office. I'm actually nervous that the lid isn't going to be secure and that's going to happen in my office.
ReplyDeleteI'll admit, #2 was the only one where I actually winced because I've done it before.
#1 reminds me... we had just bought a house (we'd been in an RV), just got the keys, pulled in to the drive way and the first thing I did was open the garage door. The door (it was an older wooden door that was segments hinged together, it was heavy) went up, rolled back and fell on the floor.... the whole-heavy thing was down on the ground. This was the FIRST DAMN THING WE TOUCHED SINCE WE WERE GIVEN THE KEYS!
ReplyDeleteBummer.... It was heavy... we fixed it later but what a start!
Probably wasn't a Monday but it should have been...
When I was a kid, my folks would get home delivery from a Philly based bakery, bread and pastries.(no name, they're still in business.) One day, my Mom found a large bug baked into the heel of a loaf of bread. So we switched to their competitor. There was a roofing nail in a blueberry pie. After that, we bought bread from the supermarket and pastries from neighborhood places. Better all around.
ReplyDeleteStay safe
Wish I'd seen #10 before I jumped over that fence.
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