Tag: moron

Delivery

The last time I bought something form guitar center’s website they gave me a delivery date, told me the package was out for delivery, and then didn’t deliver it. They did this two or three days in a row. When it finally arrived they had failed to pack the power cable and when I complained they asked why I needed it… it was a guitar amplifier… was I supposed to use it without power?

I had forgotten about all of that when, this weekend, I ordered a pedal from guitar center’s website. Today is the delivery day. It has been showing as out for delivery since 9:36am. The estimated delivery time says it should arrive between 11:30am and 2:30pm. It is now 2:47 and it has not been delivered yet.

Yeah, I should have known better. I’m never getting that (relatively) cheap little digital reverb pedal, am I. I’m an idiot. Just call me sucker.

ADDENDUM: I got an email notification saying the package was delivered. I guess all it took was me complaining about it on the internet. Heh, as if.

Ow, That Really Hurt!

I am just a useless excuse for a living creature. I swear. I just give up.

I’m on my lunch break. I took a bite of food and somehow bit my tongue hard enough to draw blood. Damn it, Robert! It hurts like a mutha. I have two little cuts on the tip of my tongue where two of my teeth sunk in, and in between those two spots is a great big black bruise looking thing.

You suck, Robert. You just suck. Ouch!

Absent Minded Doofus

Once every three days or so I go to my father’s to help him out with a little issue. Nothing major, and I am not going to share details. Suffice to say that the visits require me to bring scissors. You don’t need to know why, but they do.

I am going over to his place on the way home from work today. It’s been on the books all week. I’ve known about it for days and days.

When I left the house this morning I forgot to bring scissors.

You absent minded doofus.

Moron.

There is a drug store right near his place. I will stop and get a pair. That’s not the point though. The point is that I am an idiot.

Q.E.D.

I am an Idiot and I Want to Kick My Own Ass

I am in the office today. Last night I prepared completely. I packed up my laptop and charger, I packed up my Air Pods Max (which I forgot on one of these recent trips in). I filled up a water bottle. I made my lunch. Lunch was PB&J, a little bag of grapes, and a couple of granola bars. Delicious. I left the lunch bag in the fridge, but had everything else waiting for me on my desk.

You can see where this is going, right?

I am at my desk at work.

My lunch bag is still in the fridge.

Seriously… if I could contort myself in such a way as to do it, I would literally kick my own ass.

Idiot.

Looking like a Snickers bar for lunch for me today.

I Suck at Security

I totally just fell for a phishing scheme. Soneofabitch.

A friend I haven’t spoken to in a while sent me a youtube link on Facebook Messenger. I clicked it. It asked me to sign into Facebook. I’ve had a rough day and I wasn’t paying attention to what was going on and I signed in.

Idiot.

My password has been changed, and that was a pain too as I tried to use my password manager plugin to generate a super password and it failed… twice.

It’s all set now but……..

Dumbass.

I am an Idiot

Sometimes my own stupid just floors me.

Twice in the last four days I have written on this little bloggerino that in order to see the sun rise you have to face West.

West.

What a friggin’ idiot!  I’m like, f*ck you, puppet!  Only in this case I’m the puppet!

East, you idiot.  The sun rises in the East.

Damn, what a jerk!

Screw Up

We went to Fort Ticonderoga today. I took the usual mountain of pictures. I had my D90 set to auto (no flash) while we were outside. When we went into the buildings I switched to shutter priority to keep the shake blur to a minimum. When I went outside again, I forgot to switch back.

Son-of-a…

I should go back to point and shoot. I’m not smart enough for anything more complex.

I’m a Dolt

I’m back at work after a three day weekend. It was only three days. Just one measly day longer than usual.

Why then could I not get my act together this morning? Why did everything take so long? Why did I leave home without my wallet?

Either I am seriously dumb or there is something wrong with me. My 10th anniversary at this company is next week. I’ve never once in all that time forgotten my wallet. Today is the first time I’ve done that. I pulled some quarters out of the toll-booth-coin-cup in the car. Looks like it’s a snickers bar for lunch for me. Yippee.

Still a Nitwit

I had to go to a training today. It ran for two hours, from 10:00 until noon. I sat in the back of the room to spare anyone having to sit behind me. When the meeting was over I packed up my stuff and headed to the exit (the training did not take place in the same building as my desk).

I got all the way to the exit before I realized I had forgotten my glasses.

What
The
Hell?