Silly little things.

Not a day goes by I don't lament the lack of ctrl+F in meatspace situations (ex: can't ctrl+F to find friend in dark, crowded movie theater, must resort to loud whisper and ruin the 300 trailer for everybody).

nothing is broken by a miracle but i have a giant big cut over my little toe which i weirdly didn't notice AT ALL till the middle of the night in bed when i suddenly wondered why my foot was hurting so much and WET??

I have also stomped around the house going "dammit why can't I find my glasses!". While I am wearing them. :|

when i took the tube i used to get my work keys out to get through the turnstiles at the end and stand there stupidly with them in my hand wondering what to do, and try to get into my flat by waving my oystercard at it.

"at a key moment in the discussion my desk tipped over..."

Oh poor you, Mark, but the mental image made me LOL.

I am so glad I don't have an oystercard for this precise reason!

What I try to do is stick my ATM card into the turnstiles of the tube. Um, NO. I do not wish to buy this railway.

See also: mobile phone (had to retrieve it as was on the phone to exciting new romantic prospect at the time - let's gloss over why I was chatting to her while having a pee) and Paul Simon tape (which still worked - as did the phone, admittedly only for about 10 minutes).

Haw, I've done this on the Glasgow Underground. What amazed me was that my card went right through the reader thing and popped out the top undamaged. And it still worked in cash machines too! I sort of assumed the mechanism inside the turnstile was all bendy for paper tickets to whizz through, but apparently not that bendy, or else bank cards are indestructible.

Actually, I've done loads of the things on this thread (toilet roll down loo, etc). I R moron.

Also, once when we were almost at our housing estate, Mister Monkey said "what are you doing driving in here? We moved, remember?" and for a split second I believed him.