Daft Things You Do When Not Engaging Brain

[Canary42]

I just made myself a coffee in a cafetière.

After letting it brew I put a little milk in a mug and then filled it up from the kettle

Let's hear a few more just for laughs.

[Arksided]

Keep it to yourselves this is a bit hush, hush... without engaging ones brain I actually went on Twitter.

... and I opened an account... oh the shame of it.

[1ozzy]

Have you no shame Arky?

ps; Did the same myself once, only so I could vent my disgust toward a racist Aussie politician, never been back.

[Arksided]

I was young naive and foolish... learned my lesson quickly though.

[zebo]

Oh, Barmaid, I've done that with the wrong day, I got half way to work before it dawned on me why the A666 was so quiet!
I went to work in two odd shoes, I had bought two pairs in the same style, black and very dark blue, it was the dark winter mornings, you know the rest.
I drive in my bare feet, one morning I got to the petrol station, dropped my shoes onto the forecourt and started to get out. I then realised that my bag, with purse and cards, was at home, jumped back in the car and drove home, realising as I got out that my shoes were still on the forecourt of the Shell. They were in the shop when I returned, a very puzzled lad behind the till thought I was mad.

[1ozzy]

I was old naive and foolish, still haven't learn't ;-/

[Arksided]

Ozzy, Like minded people such as yourself makes my future look a little brighter... :-/ I'll still be the same scooting about on a Hover-chair.

[Buenchico]

I've posted on AB on Easter Saturday to remind people that all of the big supermarkets would be closed on the following day. Then, on Easter Sunday, I've found myself driving down the A14 to get to Asda. Silly!

I've previously mentioned here my ability to lose things (or, at least, to mislay them). They include my own car (when I've called in at the local Co-op on my way home from somewhere and then walked home, leaving me wondering why my car's not on the drive on the following day), vehicles I've been delivering (when I've come out of a supermarket, on my way home, and realised that I've completely forgotten whether I'm looking for a Jag, a Transit, a Mini or a Luton van) and a train (which I parked on Platform 1 at Ipswich station when a branch line was closed but was mysteriously at the depot at Norwich when the line reopened because I'd given the wrong information to a train driver earlier on).