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Post by phil on Dec 23, 2010 23:38:59 GMT
when everything is called a "whats it called" ;D
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Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2010 20:43:56 GMT
when you decide that waiting another day to cook Christmas dinner is not an option, so you end up having Christmas dinner on Christmas eve (it was very nice by the way )
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Post by Mouse on Jan 19, 2011 23:27:40 GMT
When you are so confuddled that you say 'two fingers to society' and demonstrate by sticking up one finger instead... When you head off to the loo for a pee and realise you're not sure how long you've been sitting there. Not a problem at home of course, but doesn't look good at work. Almost daily - get in lift and push button to close doors but forget to select floor. Stand there dreaming until doors open for someone else to enter and I realise I've done it again.
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Post by mizmog on Jan 19, 2011 23:34:21 GMT
LOL Mouse I have never done that in a lift but only because i avoid them other wise i am sure i would !!! As for sitting on the loo... classic move, have done that one way too many times LOL
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Post by Mouse on Jan 19, 2011 23:38:21 GMT
I meant to add that I book annual leave ,completely forget about it and turn up for work as usual. This has happened four times now and is getting embarrassing!
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Post by Mouse on Jan 26, 2011 19:20:05 GMT
When you go shopping for a really important birthday card and cannot readily remember who it is for. On Tuesday went to the shops at lunchtime as I knew I had to buy a card and that it was important I got the card in the next day or two.
I was browsing but couldn't place who who the card was for. Then I decided it must be for my sister's birthday on Feb 10 and there was no rush afterall so gave up.
Yesterday evening my brother and his wife knocked on the door - just dropping a birthday card in for my husband's birthday. Ah! mystery solved!
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Post by twix on Jan 28, 2011 21:02:55 GMT
Driving home, round the roundabout, take the exit, down the ramp, along the slip road, join the motorway, all good. Suddenly the brain clicks in, slip road, 4 lanes of traffic, looks like I'm on the motorway. Why am I on the motorway? Leave motorway at next junction, go home. How come my brain can cope with all manner of complicated stuff involved with driving.a car, and yet take a good 5 minutes to even notice I've gone the wrong way.....
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Post by kakema on Jan 29, 2011 6:00:13 GMT
That'll be the hypnosis ;D
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Post by twix on Jan 29, 2011 11:08:04 GMT
I do find driving quite good for that, (when not stuck in traffic!) I have a long journey to work but its good thinking and brain sorting time. Come to think of it I do now know why I went the wrong way, took a different route to usual to get food, ended up on auto pilot to my old house!
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Post by boo on Jan 30, 2011 12:32:26 GMT
when you say to you passengers (daughter and friend) that you may be taking the scenic route cos you have lost you bearings again.......and DD asks why on earth do you always say that, when clearly you never had any bearings EVER to start with, so it is impossible to keep losing them!
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Post by sherry on Jan 31, 2011 22:54:24 GMT
I have lost count how many times I have had a prisoner in the back of the van, forgot and driven past the custody block. Quite a few times I have driven half way home in a Police van too (good old autopilot). Once I went to a primary school, locked a load of kids in the back of the van caused they asked, forgot they were in there and drove off with them, luckily they all began screaming.
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Post by andy12345 on Feb 1, 2011 12:36:53 GMT
Oh sherry, those are the funniest thing I've read.
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Post by mavster on Feb 1, 2011 17:02:57 GMT
I was driving hgv class I for sainsburys when I first left the army and it caused me untold amounts of grief Like turning up at wrong stores because they had similar names and I hadn't read the paperwork properly or forgeting to couple up the trailer and driving off just to hear a big crash as the trailer hit the floor
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Post by christvswarhol on Feb 1, 2011 18:41:37 GMT
Hahahha this is hilarious......i over cook everything, and periodically forget. I also like to plan to cook one meal then change it half way through so nothing is ready at the same time!!! I also walked around with knickers tucked in my pants, from the day before that i hadn't taken out I noticed on the way home from being out all day, they were hanging out the back!!!
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Post by phil on Feb 2, 2011 20:29:38 GMT
....When you're mind is so focused on recycling and washing refuse ect that you keep forgetting to put the normal wheelie bin out ..... When you wake up and just feel stoned yet you ain't had no ganja lol just feeling mellow and away with you're thoughts ;D
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Post by phil on Feb 3, 2011 0:38:07 GMT
You're Heart is bigger than you're brain!
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2011 15:38:18 GMT
seeing plaque on your teeth and wanting to get rid of it NOW so using the point of some scissors to scrape it off...
not a very good idea idea in retrospect. i guess i'm more impulsive than i thought.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2011 19:08:19 GMT
Its your turn to brew up at work. Somebody gives you their own tea-bag to make their cuppa with. You get to the kitchen and can't find it, so use one from the cupboard instead. Hours later you sneeze and need to blow your nose. You go to pull a tissue out of your sleeve (my mother taught me to keep them there) and out comes a teabag.
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Post by Mouse on Feb 3, 2011 19:53:59 GMT
When you start making a cake in the morning - nip outside for a break - step back indoors several hours later having been totally absorbed by all sorts of gardening jobs... and it comes as a total surprise to find you had been making a cake.
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Post by mobilephone on Feb 3, 2011 21:02:45 GMT
Deciding to absolutely do something one minute (e.g. write an essay) and then about 3 hours later you realise you only got as far as opening Microsoft Word and if you were really focused, writing the title!
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Post by Mouse on Feb 3, 2011 21:06:31 GMT
Losing track of time so badly 45 minutes have passed and you now only have 5 minutes to achieve the impossible. Fully expecting to turn up to work one day wearing just my dressing gown because I ran out of time.
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Post by christvswarhol on Feb 3, 2011 21:36:17 GMT
When you start making a cake in the morning - nip outside for a break - step back indoors several hours later having been totally absorbed by all sorts of gardening jobs... and it comes as a total surprise to find you had been making a cake. HAHAAAAA awesome......i used to call it my "leaving myself a surprise" ;p
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Post by christvswarhol on Feb 3, 2011 21:36:53 GMT
Deciding to absolutely do something one minute (e.g. write an essay) and then about 3 hours later you realise you only got as far as opening Microsoft Word and if you were really focused, writing the title! OMG how many times have i / and do i do this hahahhah
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Post by christvswarhol on Feb 3, 2011 21:39:12 GMT
You're Heart is bigger than you're brain! ;D so true..........
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Post by phil on Feb 4, 2011 2:39:40 GMT
Funny how it seems, always in time but never time for dreams, head over heels where top to toe ;D
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Post by Mouse on Feb 4, 2011 7:02:37 GMT
Deciding to absolutely do something one minute (e.g. write an essay) and then about 3 hours later you realise you only got as far as opening Microsoft Word and if you were really focused, writing the title! OMG how many times have i / and do i do this hahahhah You lucky, lucky things, oh to have had a PC and Word. When I was at uni I used to go through so much paper just trying to start an essay - the first para had to be totally correct, and if it wasn't, the page'd be ripped off and I'd start again. But of course this stage was only reached after a hideous amount of procrastination and the most finely honed avoidance tactics. These days I can bang the words down on the page and then review and sift and sort and order and form an almost orderly queue in my brain. I can save as many versions as I like and retrieve a good line of thought if need be. Those nuggest of pure genius (exaggerating v badly here) don't have to be lost for all time - unless the computer crashes irretrievably - and in the cold light of day you can see, that actually, those ideas were rubbish and it hasn't cost a tree or two to discover that.
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Post by ChaosLily on Feb 4, 2011 10:54:00 GMT
Those nuggest of pure genius (exaggerating v badly here) don't have to be lost for all time - unless the computer crashes irretrievably - and in the cold light of day you can see, that actually, those ideas were rubbish and it hasn't cost a tree or two to discover that. Or, more likely in my case, when they are lost for all time you have no recollection of them even existing in the first place so you don't miss them at all! (trust me - I had a computer die and I still don't know what I lost - plus I keep finding stuff on my current computer that I must have forgotten about the moment I hit 'save'!)
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Post by Mouse on Feb 4, 2011 19:59:24 GMT
Chaos Lily - you're right, you may have no recollection at all. That's when rediscoveries come as real revelation. There's also that sense of knowing you've had the solution or answer but will probably never retrieve it.
I liken my mind to one of those halls of mirrors - the sort you see in the old fashioned psycho-thriller /babble, weird films of the sixties - person trapped in room of many mirrors, all reflecting back and forth and hiding the exit to the room, can't find the exit and the search gets more and more frantic and exhausting. The trapped bod can see several hundred images of himself and it's all one horrible never-ending illusion.
Well I think of my thoughts as being in just that sort of room. The idea is in the middle of the room, I have for a milisecond or two a 360 degree perspective, absolute clarity in terms of that idea, I can see a problem or concept from literally all angles. (for a v short period of time I feel intelligent...)
Then, just as suddenly, that thought is gone from my mind, lost forever, slipped through that hidden gap in the mirrors. And it's me doing the mental screaming, because there's no way of knowing if that clarity or that idea will ever be retrieved or be repeated!
At least with a PC I feel I have a chance of getting something recorded before it all disappears. #
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Post by christvswarhol on Feb 4, 2011 20:04:35 GMT
Chaos Lily - you're right, you may have no recollection at all. That's when rediscoveries come as real revelation. There's also that sense of knowing you've had the solution or answer but will probably never retrieve it. I liken my mind to one of those halls of mirrors - the sort you see in the old fashioned psycho-thriller /babble, weird films of the sixties - person trapped in room of many mirrors, all reflecting back and forth and hiding the exit to the room, can't find the exit and the search gets more and more frantic and exhausting. The trapped bod can see several hundred images of himself and it's all one horrible never-ending illusion. Well I think of my thoughts as being in just that sort of room. The idea is in the middle of the room, I have for a milisecond or two a 360 degree perspective, absolute clarity in terms of that idea, I can see a problem or concept from literally all angles. (for a v short period of time I feel intelligent...) Then, just as suddenly, that thought is gone from my mind, lost forever, slipped through that hidden gap in the mirrors. And it's me doing the mental screaming, because there's no way of knowing if that clarity or that idea will ever be retrieved or be repeated! At least with a PC I feel I have a chance of getting something recorded before it all disappears. # I have always described feeling like i was in a small glass room, like i could view people living their lives, they'd kinda just walk by and i couldn't hear them and vice versa. Had to quote all your post......this is it exactly for me as well. It's a matter of recording what i have in my mind before it totally goes. Sometimes i am playing out what i am writing on piano in my mind, but by the time i get the recorder it can be gone. Same for anything else i am interested in.... Thanks for sharing
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2011 14:38:43 GMT
You know you have a good prospect of getting a job (having volunteering for the organisation) but are just as worried about the idea of getting there on time and making packed lunches every day as the thought of the job itself...
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