Looking for my phone… while holding the damn thing in my hand.
Yep. On multiple occasions I’ve said down the phone to someone that I’ve lost my phone.
21st century version of running around looking for glasses…that you have on top of your head.
Looking for my phone… while holding the damn thing in my hand.
Home, night, lights turned off, trying to locate my phone before going to bed WHILE using the phones flashlight.
For some reason, I wanted to try the new Dutchman burger that people were talking about online, and right as I took the first bit, I instantly remembered that the buns are replaced with onions and my body doesn’t like that much onion all at once.
Woke up.
Why is that dumb?
I think they’re saying that they regularly ask themselves that.
I could be wrong though
Fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head.
Went downstairs and had a cup
And looking up, I noticed I was late
[heavy breathing]
Did the same mistake three times
I feel this. I made the same big mistake 3x in the romance department. Can’t even think about it without wanting to hide under the covers.
I’m a programmer, so this is pretty much a constant thing haha. Sometimes you write the smartest shit imaginable, and sometimes you waste 4 hours on something extremely simple.
“mental block” is real
I was having a good weekend until you reminded me of the hibernate behavior I need to continue troubleshooting Monday 😔
I’ve had many other jobs and few experiences in them have been as humbling as programming. My favorite is trying everything to fix an issue then realizing the problem is that you’re pointing at the wrong database or running the wrong branch.
Failed just about all my school tests except the ones I cheated on.
Added an extra shelf to my shoe rack today. After measuring, cutting, drilling, even made little notches below the shelf, barely putting the shelf in because of hinges in the way, halfway packing up my tools and call it a successful day and… doors won’t close because of the hinges on the doors hitting the shelf. Moved it 5mm lower after drilling another set of holes.
My job involves opening boxes, getting serial numbers from the contents, and resealing the boxes. I have repeatedly done the last two steps in the opposite order.
I believe that is called ADHD.
I find it hard to tell if it’s adhd with this amount of information.
Singing song with best of my ability for someone I hate.
No, it’s just showing off
Every day I wake up and go to work and realize just how stupid of an idea that was.
Every day I wake up
and go to workand realize just how stupid of an idea that was.fixed that for me
About half the things I said in an interview for a new job.
Everything that I’ve ever done
Me irl
I was laid off this year. I’m a 25 year veteran programmer, and not to brag in the sea of tech folks we have here, but I am rather proud of my skills I have picked up over the years.
My first interview this year, they set up an online development environment and had me solve a fairly simple array sort problem, and I completely choked. Something about being watched and judged while I worked broke my brain.
I managed to ace my next interview, but they didn’t bother with the programming exercise at all.
This is probably a stupid question, but what’s the difference between being dumb and being stupid? Is stupid just a ranking of dumb, or is dumb a quantifiable measurement and stupid is not?
Please advise.
the way I do it is dumb is stupid without harm.
Stupid is dumb with harm.
An example…
Dumb is dropping your drill bit 3 times in a row, having to climb back down the ladder each time to get it.
Stupid is dropping the entire drill on your friends unprotected head.
I like this definition and will steal it as well as claim it as my idea for perpetuity, until someone checks me - because I am stupid.
Or, instead, I’ll just misremember it when quoting it in conversation - because am dumb.
Ladies and gentlemen, the real good vs evil metric. We’ve finally found it. It wasn’t good vs evil, but dumb vs stupid.
Generally interchangeable.
While trying to mount a speaker:
Where’s my drill bit?
Where’s the mount?
Where’s my pencil?
Where’s my level?
Where’s the mount?
WHERE ARE THE SCISSORS?
I JUST HAD MY FUCKING DRILL BIT!
GOD DAMNIT, JUST LET ME MOUNT THIS THING, WHERE IS MY PENCIL?
Every time I try to do anything. I’m probably undiagnosed ADHD, tbh.
