I'm an idiot.

With me it is my knuckles always when taking a tray out of the bottom oven.

And my stomach, or more worryingly my hair, when welding under a vehicle.

Stood in the middle of a bonfire singing God Save The Queen, rather drunk, for rather too long for my Swiss Army boots once, correspondingly put a leg through a door we had thrown on a fire whilst using it as a BMX ramp.

I think I may well end my days in a fire.

That or drowning.

:)
 
i believe in fixies":klhyvorl said:
Plonker!

When I did a similar thing upon picking up a metal handled frying pan from the oven with no oven glove (I am following the ways of al and am also an idiot) I found the best thing to sooth it was Sudocreme. Amazing stuff, made it better quicker than mummy's kisses.

I now have an aloe vera plant in the kitchen and several more dotted round the house, they are also brilliant for idiot moments, break off a leaf, spread sappy goo from inside the leaf all over affected area and feel the pain ebb away...

Funny coincidence that!

The way I burnt my hand was...

I was in the mood for a fried egg on toast with ketchup nibble. Went to kitchen, put pan on stove then realised (as I am a man type person) that I needed a quick widdle.

So when returning to the kitchen some time had gone by, about one minute fifty two ish. Sooooo, as I am a man type person, I had completely forgotten whether or not I had turned the hob on.
Sooooooo, me be said man thingy, I put my hand on the base of the frying pan to check if I had.

I had!! :roll:

Did I say I was an Idiot?

al.
 
some years ago a mate at work put the palm of his hand on the VERY hot exhaust of a generator ........... after some weeks when it had healed up he showed us his hand .......... and burned in perfect reverse were the words CAUTION HOT !! ....... oh how we all laughed :lol:
 
As apprentices we would sit in rows welding, it was rather fun whilst your neighbour was working away to heat up his pliers with your torch. Due to the thickness of the gloves it would take several seconds before it dawned on them that they were holding a red hot pair of pliers, normally when scrutinising their latest pigeon shit creation :lol:
 
al":2ksn8er3 said:
i believe in fixies":2ksn8er3 said:
Plonker!

When I did a similar thing upon picking up a metal handled frying pan from the oven with no oven glove (I am following the ways of al and am also an idiot) I found the best thing to sooth it was Sudocreme. Amazing stuff, made it better quicker than mummy's kisses.

I now have an aloe vera plant in the kitchen and several more dotted round the house, they are also brilliant for idiot moments, break off a leaf, spread sappy goo from inside the leaf all over affected area and feel the pain ebb away...

Funny coincidence that!

The way I burnt my hand was...

I was in the mood for a fried egg on toast with ketchup nibble. Went to kitchen, put pan on stove then realised (as I am a man type person) that I needed a quick widdle.

So when returning to the kitchen some time had gone by, about one minute fifty two ish. Sooooo, as I am a man type person, I had completely forgotten whether or not I had turned the hob on.
Sooooooo, me be said man thingy, I put my hand on the base of the frying pan to check if I had.

I had!! :roll:

Did I say I was an Idiot?

al.

Fantastic and very manly at the same time...had a friend come to a Coke and Cocktails party once who decided to check the blender against the palm of his hand for some reason....zup zup zup..yes...it works..yes...that's your blood...now wipe it off the kitchen units...and the party guests
:roll:
 
When I worked in a restaurant kitchen the in joke was to place the tongs in the red hot frier...for long enough that were a bit .....erm...hot..then remove them with another pair of tongs before telling the newbie to..."quick get the sausages out the frier".......got me the gits.....easyfry on hand on for a fortnight...... :lol: :lol: :lol:
 
Why do we (men) feel the need to place our hands on hot things to check them?

Surely, millions of years of evolution would have either programmed our tiny brains to avoid such things or we would have evolved very thick skin on our hands.

Although, thick skinned hands wouldn't aid our "quality alone time" much. :oops:

Hang on, I may have answered my own question!! That's me done for the day and It's not even 07.00 yet.

al. :D
 
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