We were in class one day and we (keep in mind that this person is 17 years old) were locating state capitals as a review. Her state was Washington. Her response? “Washington, D.C.”
Stupid Students
I am a high school student in the San Francisco Bay Area. I was a junior at the time of this incident. After the Spirit Rally (which is a big cheering competition between the four classes before Homecoming) my friends and I were arguing about “how to win next year.” Someone jokingly suggested getting “Class of 1998” tattoo on our foreheads. At that point, a painfully slow girl said to us “That’s very stupid. What are you going to do next year when you are the Class of 1997 (the seniors were the Class of 1997 at the time). We thought that she was joking but we soon saw that she honestly thought that each senior class was assigned the graduation year “1997”. We couldn’t explain to her how each class kept their graduation year. I don’t think she understands how it all works to this day.
Stupid CoWorkers
At a goodbye lunch for an old and dear co-worker who is leaving the company due to “rightsizing,” our manager spoke up and said, “This is fun. We should have lunch like this more often.” Not another word was spoken. We just looked at each other like deer staring into the headlights of an approaching truck.At a goodbye lunch for an old and dear co-worker who is leaving the company due to “rightsizing,” our manager spoke up and said, “This is fun. We should have lunch like this more often.” Not another word was spoken. We just looked at each other like deer staring into the headlights of an approaching truck.
Stupid Tech Support
While I was at college (back in the days of Archimedes computers), I often helped to teach new users the ropes while the teacher concentrated elsewhere. This one sweet girl was very new, and I didn’t mind that she had no concept of the mouse, the screen, and whatnot — she soon got good enough that I could leave her to do some task and help someone else. Pretty soon, however, she was tugging on my chair, and when I went to see what was going on, she said, “My bracelet is stuck in there.”
Eh?
It was wedged into the floppy disk slot. Why? Apparently, the bracelet was annoying her when she typed, so she took it off. She found a small slot on the computer with a happy little door on it and just went ahead and shoved it in. Tech support had to rescue it by taking the thing apart.