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     Oldog |
Every one has at least one decent story to tell, after re reading one of my favorite baddwebb storries. I wondered If this one might be worth telling Near the end of my stints in marriage and corporate America I had a unique experience I had the rare privilege of being out working with one of the few female coworkers in the department I used to work for. Its late autumn in central FL the weather was still nice. As Johnna and I were leaving the plant site she mentioned a restaurant that she wanted to eat at on the cause way between Coco beach and Rockledge. The eatery was well known local place by the water. On the way out we passed A young couple that were on their way in. I need to describe these young folks to you, as they were the picture of health. Both the husband and wife had golden blond hair, tanned skin, big sky blue eyes. Barbie and Ken, well Barbie is pushing a stroller with two toddler age boys, (I assume by their dress) One of which is up holding the rail taking in the world around him Wide Open (this one is the biker!), His brother crashed out in the back thumb in the mouth. This picture would stir the heart of any one. It did mine, I should explain I am a white haired white bearded middle aged goat, at the time clad in jeans, dirty work clothes and my ever present riding jacket & HD hat, you know “scruffy”. So with a wide ear to ear grin watching the 2 boys as I pass I say something like “those two are a nice pair” my eyes fixed on the 2 boys in the stroller as I pass through the door. I catch up with Johnna in the lot we were about half way across. When Ken sticks his head through the door “Hey buddy what did you say to my wife?” I am oblivious to him Johnna asks me “Is that guy calling you?” “whaa,?” I mumble, So I walk back to about 10 feet from the door He asks me again what did I say to his wife? So as I repeat it dawns on me mid sentence what I said and meant was not what was received. In truth I never finished the sentence My hand was over my mouth with the realization of how what I had said had been interpreted “Oh My God I am…” I never get it all out Ken is on his way back in laughing quite loudly. My companion is now chuckling “you always say things like that?” “Yeah ……….. but”…………………. In hind site I guess that was part of my stupidity time for that day Bryants’ Third Law: It is important to remember that Every one suffers about 15 minutes of stupidity each day. It occurs randomly and ,may or may not happen all at once. At times it may be brought on by an activity or the present company. It is not gender or ethnic exclusive. As a member of society the best that you can hope for is that you don’t have any of your “stupid time” When … 1. Behind the wheel 2. In the presence of your significant other 3. While working, or doing any thing potentially hazardous. 4. When a lapse in to stupidity will cause injury to any one else And that no matter how irritated YOU get no one has stupidity all the time. All the best the Ol'Dog  | ||
| Bruce_bueller |
5. You could find yourself on a particular buell related web site and rush to try to answer a question... leaving out the formalities... and being dead wrong.  | ||
| Rotzaruck |
Good tale Oldog! I think when you did that research and came up with that 15 minutes, I was the high one that you threw out so as not to warp your average. If I could only get it down to just 15 minutes........ Rotzaruck! | ||
| Rotzaruck |
What's REALLY stupid is opening you iPad to where you left it on BadWeB. Make a corny post and then spend the next hour trying to figure out where it went. Wondering why the topics page shows you as the last poster, but when you look it's not there! Finally, when it's just too late to delete it, you find your post on a thread that is almost 7 years old. GEEEEEZ!! |
