Confessions

TheOtherVillainess said:
When I was in HS, I accidentally set off the fire alarm in the old wing of the school.

I had a class in that wing (Computer Aided Drafting) and the fire alarm near my class had a plastic cover over it. I wondered what would happen if I opened it and as soon as I did, it started shrieking and there were flashing lights. :scared: I completely freaked out and RAN out down the hallway a nd hid in the girls' bathroom on the second floor near my 2nd period biology class. I stayed in there for what seemed like forever and when I went back to class, there were a couple of teachers dragging a kid down the hall. He was protesting that he didn't set off the fire alarm and they didn't believe him.

I never told anybody (until now) that I was the one that did it. :blush:

TOV

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Here's a real embarrassing one I'll confess to.

At my old job, I had a drawer where I kept personal items such as feminine supplies, makeup, a hairbrush, bandaids, etc. One day I needed some feminine supplies so I opened the drawer to pull some out just as the director was coming to my desk. I quickly stuck them in an interoffice envelope and tended to whatever he needed. I went to lunch, completely forgetting about the interoffice envelope full of tampons. :p Of course as luck would have it, the mail guy came around and just that moment and delivered the tampons to my boss (whose name was last written on the envelope), a single guy with a Peter Pan complex....hardly the kind of person you'd want to send tampons to. He came out of the office all perplexed and said he got a weird thing in his interoffice mail, could I come look at it? At this point it all came together and although I about died, I acted as though I had no clue why or how it came to be he was sent an interoffice envelope full of tampons. To this day, he still has no clue. :lmao:
 
Bob Slydell said:
Bob's not my real name :blush: :blush:

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Is nothing sacred any more on the DIS??? :confused3

Next you'll confess that those aren't your sons in your sig -- they're the paper photos from the picture frames from the Dollar Store. :sad2:
 
I confess that I'm a bad Christmas-time mother.

I don't let my kids help decorate the Christmas tree because I'm afraid they'll break one of my ornaments. I also have been known to hang their homemade ones towards the back. :guilty:

They laugh about it now, but I always cringe when they tell someone about it. Especially an adult. :blush:
 

One time we were looking at a house, and sat on the porch swing, under the back deck, and it broke! Never told the realtor, and high tailed it out before it was noticed!
 
Am_I_There_Yet said:
I confess that I'm a bad Christmas-time mother.

I don't let my kids help decorate the Christmas tree because I'm afraid they'll break one of my ornaments. I also have been known to hang their homemade ones towards the back. :guilty:

They laugh about it now, but I always cringe when they tell someone about it. Especially an adult. :blush:


Do the same thing! :blush:

I guess we can cringe together. :blush:
 
Pam said:
Next you'll confess that those aren't your sons in your sig -- they're the paper photos from the picture frames from the Dollar Store. :sad2:

:rolleyes1 :rolleyes1 All these years and nobody caught on to me. :blush: :blush:
 
To make the OP feel better about flirting...I hear ya, and I've been there. I'm there right now!

I am happily married, but I'm in a play right now with the cuuuuuutest guy! And he is so funny, I totally have a crush on him. But, he's gay, so obviously he is no threat to my husband! :rotfl:

That is why I don't feel guilty about it. He's kinda just my eye candy and nothing else. But since we were all confessing I just thought I'd throw that in.
 
A few steak knives and shrimp forks from restaurants may have found their way into my socks a time or two :rolleyes1
 
apirateslifeforme said:
I have another one. My mother calls me constantly with EVERY problem under the sun. Can I come over, the computer isn't working properly; can I come over, the TV is set to "spanish;" can I come over and do another version of her resume and cover letter...

I want to tell her to stand on her own two feet and learn how to do it herself! Especially the resume/cover letter thing. She's got a mentor at the town job center - why isn't SHE helping? I live 20 minutes away!

I'm a terrible daughter. I love my mother but I want her to be more independent.

I think you have just described my mother-in-law! We've gotten the same phone calls! "The TV is set to Spanish" LOL! :rotfl:
 
Cantw8 said:
A few steak knives and shrimp forks from restaurants may have found their way into my socks a time or two :rolleyes1


I hope we weren't at the same restaurant, DH also has a few :rolleyes1

I had to imagine people eating steak with butter knives because we were there. :teeth:
 
MUFFYCAT said:
I hope we weren't at the same restaurant, DH also has a few :rolleyes1

I had to imagine people eating steak with butter knives because we were there. :teeth:


all they would have to do is ask and I'd loan them one :teeth:
 
Cantw8 said:
all they would have to do is ask and I'd loan them one :teeth:


But they may try to swipe it from us! :rotfl:

Better stick to the butter knives :teeth:
 
I have done a grand total of 3.5 hours of actual work this week. The rest of the time I've been on the internet, either on the DIS or keeping up on the Baseball Winter Meetings happenings. But this isn’t out of the ordinary. During a typical work week, I put in MAYBE 8 hours total. The rest of the time I just make myself look busy.

And I hope you are all sitting down for this one… I am from Wisconsin, and I don't like cheese!
 
I "lost" my daughters harmonica that my mom got her for her birthday one year. I couldn't take it anymore and it was driving me :crazy: .

I also "lost" many of the McDonald's toys that she's accumulated over the years for the simple fact that she never played with them and they would just collect dust!
 
I confess that I should be working right now, but I can't help reading the Dis boards. :blush:
 
When I was 20 years old, I had a fresh tattoo and the artist told me to put hemorrhoid cream on it every few hours to help it heal faster. I did not want to be seen at work with a tube of hemorrhoid cream, so I put some in a little tupperware jar and brought it to work with me.

My boss, who lived to make me suffer, saw me putting the cream on my tattoo, and asked me if I thought it would help her new ear piercing heal faster. I still laugh when I think about her rubbing it all over her face and saying, "Oooooh, this makes my skin feel SO soft!"

I never did tell her what was in the jar.
 
WI_DisneyFan said:
And I hope you are all sitting down for this one… I am from Wisconsin, and I don't like cheese!

For shame!!! Just kidding. Next you're going to say you don't like brats either!

(I'm about 1/2 an hour north of you. My DH's brother and his family actually live in Falls!)
 
I really wasn't involved with anyone. I just didn't want to go out with you!

I've stolen toliet paper out of bathroom stalls.


There was a time when I wanted to have lots of children. (Just kidding! I just wanted to see if you were paying attention! LOL!) :banana:
 
WI_DisneyFan said:
And I hope you are all sitting down for this one… I am from Wisconsin, and I don't like cheese!
I'm from Utah and I've never skiied! :rotfl:
 


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