Confess to your worst ever mistake....

[Merlin]

OK, this is a confessional thread.

Here is where you can finally confess to your worst screw-up, the boobiest boo-boo you ever did, the snaffiest SNAFU that ever happened to you. Confess all and ye shall be forgiven, after a few members have maybe ripped you to pieces for it.

Here's mine... JuvUK will like this one I reckon....

It was 1981 and I had not long passed my test. My first car was a 1978 Fiat 126, the little one with the rear engine. Mine was in an almost fluorescent green colour and a mate made a big key for the boot out of a short length of scaffolding pole. I called it Kermit the Frog, even though the car was Italian.

The gearbox broke one day as it kept jumping out of gear and making grinding noises. Eventually it went bang and all drive was lost. I knew that the gearbox was toast and started to phone around breaker's yards trying to locate a replacement.

For a few weeks I found nothing, then a yard said that they had a Fiat 500 in. I went to have a look and sure enough the gearbox looked the same. A couple of hours of work later I was heading home in my Dad's car with the gearbox.

I caught the bus to work for the following week and at the weekend proceeded to change the gearboxes over under the carport at the side of the house. By lunchtime on Sunday it was all re-assembled and ready for testing. The car started first turn of the key, I pushed the clutch in and selected first gear. I released the handbrake and lifted the clutch and the car shot BACKWARDS :wooha:!! It hit one of the supports of the carport and bent the leg badly. I sat there in total disbelief.....:nuts:

My Dad came out and went apesh1t (not good, when your Dad is a former Army drill sergeant). I explained what had happened and my Dad didn't believe me (well, I was 19 at the time). We pushed the car forwards and this time my Dad tried it. Sure enough. it went backwards when you put it in first and went forwards when you put it in reverse!!

I just couldn't figure it out, so I rang the local Fiat dealer and asked to speak to a mechanic. Once I explained what I had done he said "It goes backwards, doesn't it?" I replied "Yes" and he explained that Fiat had changed the layshaft rotation from the 500 to the 126 and that the transplant would never work properly.oh:

I lost interest in that car at that point and sold it for £50 as I had had enough and couldn't afford to have a dealer fix it.

Well, that's my story, what's yours?

 

[Justin]

whilst i would love to contribute to this thread, i can't put the worst thing i've done on the site as it would lead to a ban, nor can i put the next worst or even the one after that and so on and so on, i will have a think about it and see if i can remember a tame enough tale.......... watch this space!

 

[Harrison]

I'm afraid I have to take the same line as JuvUK.

 

[Templar]

Cowards...

 

[UberFreak]

Not my worst ever, but one I consider my worst mistake related to all things C=

11 years ago, the owner of place I worked at showed up one day with a C= 1084 monitor.
He said he has a friend that works at a warehouse that stores electrical equipment belonging to the education system (schools etc), its old equipment that waits for destruction.
After lots of pestering, I was "granted" a visit & a take-all-u-like invitation.

He let me in there at night, it was a HUGE hangar full to the ceiling with Amigas & monitors. Apparently, I've missed all C64s by a few days, they've all been destroyed!

Anyway, there were hundreds of units there, took me a few minutes to regain my composure.
Now, u have to understand, at that point in time I was still living at my parent's house, in a very small room, and had a small car.
I knew my parents wouldnt let me get so much stuff into the house, so that was my main concern.
I "only" took: 2xA500, 1xA500+, 4xA600, 8x1084 and a few boxes full of mice, PSUs & misc cables (those were the only models there).

I spent most of the night calling friends who'd let me store some stuff at their house & driving to them with it.
I felt bad all night for leaving so much stuff there & decided to call the next day, to see if I can get some more.
It was too late, they were all gone

IF this would've happened today, I would've left that hangar clean & shiny, not a screw left on the floor!

There's not a day that goes by without me thinking about this at least once...

Oh, also, 20 years ago I GAVE away a collection of about 50 Nintendo Game&Watch.

 

[scrappysphinx]

Well i have 2, so you guys can take your pick.

My First

While at a family party a family member asked me if i would take a photo of them with there new born daughter. Now me having had a little to drink (and i would never do this normally) asked them,"what for its an ugly baby anyway".
I felt so bad in the morning and had to visit and apologise with presents.

My second

While working at PCService Call (PCWorld call centre) i had an elderly lady ring in with a faulty laptop.
She said the laptop worked fine but didn't seem to charge.
I asked here if she'd checked the fuse in the plug and thatit was plugged in properly and switched on, which she confirmed.
Now with most laptop chargers you can hear a very faint buzzing if you listen to it.
So i asked her to have a quick listen to the charger for the buzzing.
All i heard was a scream and then the line fell silent.
I waited for a minute, still nothing.
I cut the call and dialled her number back and no answer.
I asked my team leader what to do and he said to give it a few minutes and try calling her again.
So after five minutes i tried her again but the line was engaged.
Turns out she was calling back in to complain about me for electrocuting her with her charger!

 

[Zetr0]

to be fair I have made a few mistakes, although I do my very best to learn from them, as such they cease to mistakes but infact vital learning experiences..

Like.. Wii modding....

Dont do it... Wii's Suck, and are about as stable as a leaf in a typhoon!

yes... so my learning experience has infact made me a better person... I hated Wii before modding....

and more so now after it...

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but on a more juicier side -

when I was 19 I got off with my girlfriends younger sister.... at my girlfriends party...

(yes... I am a bad man... well boy at the time... I know SdG i can feel you eyes burning in my back and soul!!!)

I have learn a lot since then.... like keeping quite while in a closet...... its all good untill you are caught.... and a few other things....

 

[SkydivinGirl]

I know SdG i can feel you eyes burning in my back and soul!!!)

Hey buddy, I'm watching you... :nono: LOL!

One night I was at home writing a program. I was really into it and making great headway. A friend of mine called me and said she was doing some sort of crafts and had accidentally glued a board to her hand! She asked if I would run to the store and get her something to loosen the bond. I told her I was really into this program and didn't want to lose my momentum (Essentially, I said no). :nuts:

She told me later she went to the store with a towel wrapped around her hand and the board. I felt horrible and realized it was a very stupid and not friend-like thing to do. I learned from that though and now I'll drop anything to help out a friend.

I've think about stupid things I've done quite often and they still make me feel bad. I guess that's the price of having a conscience. :huh:

And no, that was not my worst ever mistake.

Heather

 

[RedDaemonFox]

I was half asleep in math class, and the girl beside me, smokin hot and nice, leaned oover and asked me what was going on. I turned to her, still half asleep and said, "what was that?" and she repeated it, and I caught the worst breath ever. I wrinkled my nose and she saud, "you ok there Jonathon?" And I turned and said, "Your breath reeks". Got a hard slap across the face for that one.

Now, ironically, I sit beside yet another pretty girl in college and sometimes her breath smells awful, but now I drink coffee so I'm alert enough to not say it and p!ss her off.

 

[Merlin]

Why do I get the feeling that I am missing out on a few juicy 'Wingman' stories here (SdG, Harrison and JuvUK, I'm looking at you...)?

I suspect that there are a few 'taking a bullet for the team', 'beer goggle surgery' or stag night/hen night stories that couldn't get published here...shame...

 

[Justin]

maybe you need to open a brand new over 21's Amibay!

 

[Merlin]

/Merlin considers creating a secret confessional booth area for the site....:shhh:

 

[Justin]

wow! how many gigs storage would the confessional have? i could be in there for quite some time.....

 

[Harrison]

I've thought of one from a fairly early age that I'm able to post.

When I was about 6 I had a nice big blue space hopper for Christmas. One day in January I thought it would be great fun to bounce down the staircase on it. I know... How dangerous does that sound!, and it was never going to end well.

At the bottom of the stairs was the front doors with a 2 part full length glass panel next to it. And it was the glass side panel that was in line with the stairs. In front of this glass window panel was an Austrian chess table that my parents had purchased whilst on holiday in Austria and carried all the way back home years before, taking it in their suitcases in bits to get through customs.

So I proceeded to bounce down the staircase. Lost control. Went flying down the last few steps straight into the chess table. The chess table smashed into the bottom part of the glass panels, breaking the table and the window, and also cutting my knee and elbow open and giving me a black eye.

As you can imagine my father was not impressed.

 

[SkydivinGirl]

I suspect that there are a few 'taking a bullet for the team', 'beer goggle surgery' or stag night/hen night stories that couldn't get published here...shame...

Undomesticated Equines could not drag anything more from me.

Heather

 

[Harrison]

Was that a Stargate quote I spotted their SDG?

 

[r0jaws]

Well my story is one I have taken responsibility for for the last 9 years.
My wife and I got married in Scotland in Lossiemouth on the north coast. All our closest friends and family arrived a week before the event and it was decided that because of that, we would have my Stag do 2 days before the wedding.
The evening started well with all my family and friends, including my mates from the RAF all getting on brilliantly. The beer was flowing like wine and I was utterly plastered by approximately 9pm.
My last coherent thought was about having a kebab before going into Joanna's, Elgin's only Nightclub.
I woke up the next morning wrapped around the toilet at my home, covered in blood and sick. I had a beautiful black eye, a massively swollen lip, which was split open, and a big old cut and bruise on my forehead. My injuries had been the source of the blood I was covered in.

Apparently, I had started a fight with a boxer and a doorman and surprisingly came off much the worse for it. I spent the entire day, and our wedding practice in front of the vicar with packs of frozen peas firmly held over my face to reduce the swelling. My jaws hurt so much I couldn't talk, and could only just force down the Ibuprofen to help with the pain and swelling.

All my wedding photos feature only one side of my face and my good lady wife was livid with me. (strangely enough).

For years I lived with the shame of being a gnats c0ck from ruining the biggest day of our lives, but it is now part of the rich tapestry that is our lives.

I ended up paying hundreds of pounds the following year to have all our photo's retaken professionally, and I even paid for an extra holiday for my wife as a way of apology for my thoughtlessness and immaturity.

However, It fell to my brother in law to tell me, last year, that the fight I got involved in wasn't actually my fault at all!
I had carried the burden for this for the last 9 years and it was, infact, my brother who had got involved in an argument with some chap over nothing at all. Even though I was heartily sh1tfaced, I had attempted to apologise to the bloke, calm the situation down and get my brother out of harms way.
Unfortunately this bloke took exception to my interference and smacked me in the back of the head as I turned and was leading my brother away. My injuries were sustained when I went face first down 2 steps and into a table.

I learnt a salient lesson from all that transpired that evening.







I will never ever make the mistake of having dried chillis on a kebab ever again, fresh or pickled from now on. They were awful and nearly ruined the night I can tell you.

 

[Harrison]

I quite agree. They have to be fresh juicy big green chillies, like they use at a really nice Kebab place in Chichester I go to. Mmm...

 

[Kin Hell]

I wouldn't even know where to start....

Kin

 

[Merlin]

I wouldn't even know where to start....

Kin

/Merlin suggests "Once upon a time..." to Kinnie....