Gah. I'm a receptionist. My entire day revolves answering this god-forsaken telephone.
...I also get thirsty at times and keep a glass of water on my desk at all times.
Long story short, I just drowned my second phone in the two years I've been here.
It wouldn't be so bad if this were an isolated incident... but it's not.
Post your stories here (and make me feel better)!
I'm clumsy too, today i walked into a clothes rack when i went shopping, last night i banged my knee off the desk i now have a hole in my knee, i rolled into the wall when i was asleep last night.... enough said.... I'll probably do something clumsy tonight too...
How ironic. I was shopping the other day and in this particular store you have to fight the crowds at the registers to get to the exit even if you aren't buying anything. I decided to step over the rope blocking a register lane not in use instead of going through all the people. I was on the phone, not paying attention, my foot caught the rope and I went down. My hand flew up and tipped a dolly just enough so that my ribs came down on the corner of the platform, then after I was sprawled out on the ground the dolly fell on top of me making all sorts of noise. I stood up, brushed myself off and walked out the door without looking back.Originally posted by ~Lover~:
I'm clumsy too, today i walked into a clothes rack when i went shopping,...
My klutz stories are never ending!!! To make long stories short: I walked into a babygate and broke/severly damaged my toe. I accidently punched my friend in the jaw and have never heard the end of it. One time hiking, I got my shoe laces on one boot caught on the other boot and tumbled head first and got such a big bruise on my head I couldn't brush my hair for a week. One time, I was trying to dance and manged to end up stepping on my own foot with heels. Painful. Last story, I had just finished about 35 pages of notes, and promptly spilled juice on them and could barely make them out to recopy them. I don't go a day without super clumsyness. Hope this makes you feel better
I'm not clumsy. I'm very agile, and I bob and weave through places without getting a bruise or disturbing a thing. Except for that time I fell down my basement stairs. My t-shirt snagged on the railing, and was almost ripped off of me. I also had a bruise on my hip the size of a softball.
I remember the time my mum had a MASSIVE blue, black and purple bruise on her thigh.... that was my dads fault, he hit her with a golfball... he also did it to my brothers girlfriend... Never go golfing with my dad
hell yeah! tripped over three chairs stepped on the cats tail, and spilled coffe all on my comp just to respond to this!!!!!
I dont know the englisch word so i describe the device = Its used to heat water. It only activates himself when hot water is needed....its a kind of "flow-through-heating-system" ... its mountet at the heigh of my should at the bathroom and it has a little opening on the front side where you can see the flames burning when you have a warm shower...
well one day me and my girlfriend *ähm*....well i slipped in the shower and i stretched out my elbow (in hope that i dont hit the opening but the front panel) to avoid to fall down...well...my elbow feeled quite a long time really....ouch....
and im used to bump in quite a lot of things...even in a road sign as i walked with my handy on my ear...
Are you a big clumsy oaf?
Um. No. Unfortunately I'm painfully aware of my surroundings, to the point where I know exactly how far I am from any given thing - I maintain a relative spatial map of where I am in my mind at all times. I never hurt myself or accidently bump into anything. I do this withuot thinking about it. It's like having a gyroscopic navigation computer in my head that won't turn off.
Nor do I get lost easily either.
My wife on the other hand...
...do you mean a "water heater"?Originally Posted by corky13
I'm verbally inept. I guess that counts as clumbsy?
Y'know when somebody says at work "How are you doing?" for the trillionth time, I usually don't know how to respond because it's like for the trillionth time!!!....what am I suppose to say to the same person over and over again?
"I'm do'n wonderful...just great...uh thanks."....inside I'm boiling with rage due to repetition of chinese verbal water torture!
Because I don't wanna think about how I'm do'n....because I wanna do better.
I think too much....I just don't talk too much.
It could be worse. I could respond and say "I got a tumor and have 3 weeks to live."
Im not really a clumsy person, but we all have our moments.
Last time I was "Clumsy," was at a party. I was gestering with a cup in hand and I ended up gestering just a tad too much and it ended all over me, and this girl.
Thank god she laughed about it ...
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I was out shopping last week
Tryed one one pants.
Bam, two buttons ripped of, no i`m not fat, but I just ripped them off.
seconds pants, same story
I clean carpets for a summerjob or whatever that`s called, there was this low hanging lamp, 10 times you walk past it knowing it`s there, 11th time, bang ! bug bump on my head and the lamp broken, haha.
i`m a sad story
I'm alright I guess. I do sports, no gold medal athlete but I'm agile enough. So I guess yeah, I'm not a big clumsy oaf...just a clumsy oaf.
There are 3 sides to every story. Yours, mine and THE TRUTH.
I'm 5'5", check in at 220 plus or minus, can't see past 5 feet or closer than 10", wear size 13 shoes and can no longer see in the dark or in bright sunlight...
Define "BIG clumsy oaf" please...
EDIT: I forgot to mention the 170+ visible scars...
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I'm clumsy on all fronts. I'm 6' 4 and I've hit my head on just about everything that can be hit. When I talk I usually jumble the beginning of my statements with the end and I come off as being a complete idiot. Not that that isn't too far from the truth...
A sense of humor is priceless and necessary.
I guess that putting my wacom pen in a jar of brush cleaning fluid could be considered clumsy.
I'm generally not that clumsy, but I just started working a new job as a cashier, and the first day I had some trouble. As it turns out, when the money drawer opens, it's perfectly level with my package. So naturally I managed to get popped in the cack about 5 times before I learned to avoid it. Less than pleasant experience.
yeh im pretty clumsy....mostly when doing something i have never done before..i guess the nerves get to me and i screw up and do clumsy things. hahahahaha way too many stories
lets just say i bump into stuff, knock things over sometimes, or generally give too much space between myself and other things....
Once, in 10th grade, I was barely jogging in PE class, and I just fell to the ground. I didn't trip over anything. My mind wasn't even wandering.
I just ...fell.
Well, it's been the same ever since. 13 or so years later, and I'm still that gay.
Ah...a nice variation on the old sitcom gag where you hold a glass of water/beer/wine in the same hand your watch is on and someone comes up and asks you for the time.Originally Posted by JARhead
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I'm not so much clumpsy as much as careless.. my wife describes me as :accident-prone" but I think what actually happens is that my mind is busy somewhere else and forgets to look after my body.
I'm 6'2" ~200lbs and a former college athlete so you'd think I know what I'm doing yet in the past three years I've managed to bruise my ribs, get five facial injuries requiring stitches and break my nose twice. As a kid I split my head open more times than I care to remember, (once by trying a no-hands swing, once by dropping a guitar on my head, once by playing dead and landing straight on the corner of the bed metal legs)..
The moment that I remember most though is when I was around 17. My dad's house is a split level and there is an archway going down from the kitchen into a hallway which is about 2 steps lower than the kitchen. I needed something so I ran from the kitchen into the hallway and leaped over the steps into the hallway but I miscalculated and jumped too high, my head crashed on the threshold of the archway, my lower body continued their forward motion... ended up suspended horizontally for a moment before crashing down onto the steps. I picture this like the cartoon character riding a horse that gets whacked by a high branch
That's gotta make you feel better
whenever i make tea or cereal I have a good chance of doing something wierd. I only tend to find out hours later when i discover milk bottle in the cup cupdoard, or cereal box in the fridge.
I claim to be thinking about more important things, and I'm sticking to that story.
I have fallen over numerous things also, when my mind decides to wander during normal daily locomotion.
maybe i should see a physician.......
only when I'm drunk
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