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Idiot Alert

July 30, 2007


I had to have the garage door repaired. The repairman told us that one of our problems was that we did not have a “large” enough motor on the opener. I thought for a minute, and said that we had the largest one made at that time–a 1/2 horsepower. He shook his head and said, “Lady, you need a 1/4 horsepower.” I responded that 1/2 was larger than 1/4. He said, “NO, it’s not. Four is larger than two.” We haven’t used that repair service since.


I live in a semi rural area. We recently had a new neighbor call the local township administrative office to request the removal of the deer crossing sign on our road. The reason: “Too many deer are being hit by cars out here! I don’t think this is a good place for them to be crossing anymore.”


My daughter went to a local Taco Bell and ordered a taco. She asked the person behind the counter for “minimal lettuce.” He said he was sorry, but they only had iceberg. He was a Chef? Yep.


I was at the airport, checking in at the gate when an airport employee asked, “Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge.” To which I replied, “If it was without my knowledge, how would I know?” He smiled knowingly and nodded, “That’s why we ask.”


The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it’s safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged coworker of mine. She asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals blind people when the light is red. Appalled, she responded, “What on earth are blind people doing driving?!”


At a good-bye luncheon for an old and dear co-worker. She was leaving the company due to “downsizing.” Our manager commented cheerfully, “This is fun, we should do this more often.” Not another word was spoken. We all just looked at each other with that deer-in-the-headlights stare.


I work with an individual who plugged her power strip back into itself and for the sake of her own life, couldn’t understand why her system would not turn on.


When my husband and I arrived at an automobile dealership to pick up our car, we were told the keys had been locked in it. We went to the service department and found a mechanic working feverishly to unlock the drivers side door. As I watched from the passenger side, I instinctively tried the door handle and discovered that it was unlocked. “Hey,” I announced to the technician, “its open!”  His reply, “I know – I already got that side.”

Editor’s Note:  I’m pretty sure these folks have all been fired from their above-listed jobs and now work for Social Services or Family Court…

5 Comments leave one →
  1. July 30, 2007 9:19 am


    This is the best part:

    “Editor’s Note: I’m pretty sure these folks have all been fired from their above-listed jobs and now work for Social Services or Family Court…”

    Because it is so true…..

  2. July 30, 2007 11:04 am

    What a great collection of observations! It reminded me of some of the people I have come across and how you just start to sigh and shrug your shoulders and think, “oh well…”. But you sure gave us a laugh today!

  3. July 30, 2007 11:19 am

    They all work for social services now – if it wasn’t true, it would be funny.

  4. July 30, 2007 3:25 pm

    I think we have the customer care from the air port at our social services office… To think of it, I know we do…. *sigh*

  5. July 31, 2007 10:39 am

    LOL – That was a fun read! Thanks for the humor fix today!

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