I'm slightly bored, therefore, I invite you to relate any foolish things you've done. The more embarrassing the better.

For example, I once became panic-stricken at being trapped in one of those old red telephone boxes. No amount of pushing would budge the door, and it was a scary predicament. Eventually it dawned on me that it was because it wasn't the door I was trying to open, but one of the walls.

Do you have a story of stupidity to share?

I've had 40 years of them, Gilly.

Well just pick one of the good uns & spill!

20 odd views & nobody's admitting doing anything stupid?

TBH I've been wracking my brains, but it doesn't seem to be working very well today

I could go on for years on this thread

Here are two for starters, very similar, from my childhood;

- I thought it'd be 'cool' to stick my finger in a lamp where the lightbulb goes and pretend I'd been electrocuted. Unfortunately the lamp was connected to the mains and switched on so I was electrocuted.

- I thought it'd be 'cool' to pretend a car ciggie lighter was all heated up, stick it into the flesh on my hand and pretend I didn't feel a thing. And I didn't feel a thing - for a few seconds, then the burning pain hit me as I realised I had heated it up. When I took it away my skin was dribbling away...

These are 'just' warm ups for the main acts...and yes I have never had much grip on 'practical' reality

*still thinking*

That reminds me of when my brother burned himself on the cooker, and when asked why he'd placed the whole palm of his hand on the hot-plate, his explanation was, "To see if it was hot".

I once decided to save ££££s by DIY boot repair.
I used a whole tube of superglue to stick a a flapping sole back on to a boot. Then I put the boot on, and walked up and down the stairs a few times thus creating a perfect, everlasting bond.
Unfortunately the perfect and everlasting bond turned out to be between my foot... my sock... the boot..........

Making polite conversation with a fairly high powered group of social work services groups execs waiting for stragglers to arrive for a meeting the chat turned to boats and shipping for some reason. My family have been lightkeepers, deep sea trawlermen, merchant and royal navy, fishery protection etc so I chipped in that I came from a long line of seamen.

There was an awkward silence for a second and then .........

Troof.

One of my friends once smeared cooking oil all over her living room floor, because she'd asked a mutual friend for tips on seeing off woodworm, and he'd said Cuprinol, but had a bad speech defect.

Gilly wrote:

Feather - reminds me of the time in my first job after university when we were waiting for a new boss to arrive. Some guy came in one day and started changing things with a real attitude. When we went out for drinks one night I told him he should be careful because the new boss when he turned up probably wouldn't like all his arrogant meddling...

oops

I once thought I was doing a new manager a favour, when I rung to tip her the wink that our area manager had just left my shop & was heading for hers.

Coz she was new, I knew he wouldn't be doing much rooting in the stats & stuff, but I must not have made myself clear, saying something like, "Les is on his way - he'll be checking everything's tidy & your point of sale's current", because when he arrived, she said, "Oh, you must be Les, you've come to clean the shop", and passed him a tin of polish & a duster. I nearly died of laughter.

did a dive into a swimming pool and when i surfaced a load of people were pointing and clapping - so i did a bow and twirl thinking it had been a good dive or summat - looked down and i had lost the top of my cossie

showing a group of people round the office and walked into a wall

catapulting birthday cake onto my face through bad placement of hands on the tray the cake was on

Drinking creosote because it smelled so nice and would obviously taste good.

Many years ago now...I was working for a charity and had cause to introduce our service to the good people of the BBC, who happened to be based in the same borough.

Anyway, there was I, floating about on the veranda of the BBC building, when I commented on how nice the "new extension/reception area" was.

I was then informed it had in fact recently been rebuilt following quite a severe terrorist bombing.

I was all...

At my mums, got bad stomach ache so she pointed to a drawer & told me to get the kaolin & morphine. Took a great swig out of a bottle before I realised it was calamine lotion.

I don't know where to start

As a lad I was a tad confused about left-wing Guerrillas killing people in Africa. Who the hell gave gorillas guns and how the hell do they know they play down the wing.

It took a while for the penny to drop.