LMAO you have to appreciate their dedication to the rock and absolutely under no circumstances moving that thing!
Friday OT #1 - Dumb Da Dumb Dumb Dumb
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I had friends visiting and we came back from a short ride in the Mustang convertible with some of their kids. I backed it carefully into the garage and we were all distracted talking etc so I didn't realize it was in neutral, not in gear.
A few minutes later the very very gradual slope of the garage floor did it's gravitational thing and it started out the door at a snail's pace. The drive slopes a pretty decent gradient so it picked up speed while I'm running after it trying to pull it to a stop like some idiot in a YouTube video. It crossed the road and proceeded across the neighbor's yard coming to rest in her flower bed. The only damage was a few broken bottles on one of those rebar bottle trees and some tracks in her yard.
But super-embarrassed MDean had to go knock on her door to let her know what happened.
Could have been costly, but luckily only cost me my pride.
Rode the BRR (Bike Ride to Rippey) many moons ago. For those that don't know it is a bike ride in early February from Perry to Rippey and back. After the ride I loaded my bike on the roof rack and spent Sunday with Mrs. Velo who was living in central Iowa. Early Monday morning I left at oh dark thirty to trek back to Minnesota. It was nasty slick so I was white knuckling it the whole way and I decided I would go directly to work rather than home first since it was taking so long. About an hour from work my boss called to tell me they were doing some work in the parking lot so I should park in the parking ramp. When I finally got to the Twin Cities I was relieved and finally relaxed. I turned to pull in the parking garage and I saw the parking attendant's eyes get big and his mouth drop open. I reached for the brakes but too late. The bike I had forgotten about slammed into the concrete overhead of the parking garage. I had often worried about how sturdy the bike rack was. Not anymore. It was still attached to the vehicle's roof rack but it peeled the roof open a bit. Of course it was just over a grand to get fixed because we had a thousand dollar deductible; not enough over the thousand to file a claim.
I don't think I have ever felt so stupid in my entire life.
I don't think I have ever felt so stupid in my entire life.
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ahhhh. What I call the stupid tax. I am a top payer.
I am sorry about your dogs, but happy they seem to be covering.
I am sorry about your dogs, but happy they seem to be covering.
My wife did something similar to her ex. Although, before she loaned the money, I think she made him sign a contract or something, so she got most of her money back.
I had the grand idea to start a side hustle in 2018 doing woodworking. Did a couple shows and other vendors educated me on the need for formal business documents like a Tax ID and an LLC. Because I'm an idiot, I thought I could do it all myself. Set up an LLC with the state, got my Tax ID from the feds, super easy! I set the company up as a partnership with my wife because OF COURSE it was going to get so huge we'd both need to commit time to it.
March 2019 I'm doing my 2018 taxes following the process for a Partnership, I have to pay taxes on my $90 of profit. No biggie. I add them to my personal filing and pay the bill. Fast forward one year and I'm doing my 2019 taxes and realize "Oh S***!" I was supposed to SEND the IRS the Partnership form file, not just use it to figure out my tax liability.
I immediately call a CPA to get this all sorted out. Sure enough, my taxes for 2018 were not filed properly according to IRS rules. CPA wants $1000 to fix my 2018 filing and do my 2019 filing. Because I'm in panic mode, I take it. They do a fine job fixing 2018 and make sure 2019 is right, as well. They tell me I may never hear anything from the IRS since I noticed the error on 2018 taxes and fixed it right away.
Fast forward to January 2021 (two years after realizing my mistake). We have since closed the business since we couldn't do craft shows during COVID. I get a letter from the IRS that says "Hey buddy, you filed your 2018 taxes like a year late. You owe us $5000." I freak out, call my CPA. He advises there is a one-time get-out-of-jail-free card with the IRS for this very purpose. Just call and they'll forgive it! Except, you can't get the IRS on the phone. I try and try and try with no luck.
Three weeks pass, I get second letter from the IRS. "Hey buddy, you didn't pay us the $5000. Now you owe that plus $250 in additional fees. And if you don't pay us in 30 days, we're putting a lien on your property." By the grace of God, I luck out and get through the phone lines on a random Tuesday. In under 2 minutes, the $5000+fees is forgiven and wiped away. So, I ended up paying a CPA $2000 to fix a $90 error.
TLDR; Hire a CPA and don't f*** with the IRS.
March 2019 I'm doing my 2018 taxes following the process for a Partnership, I have to pay taxes on my $90 of profit. No biggie. I add them to my personal filing and pay the bill. Fast forward one year and I'm doing my 2019 taxes and realize "Oh S***!" I was supposed to SEND the IRS the Partnership form file, not just use it to figure out my tax liability.
I immediately call a CPA to get this all sorted out. Sure enough, my taxes for 2018 were not filed properly according to IRS rules. CPA wants $1000 to fix my 2018 filing and do my 2019 filing. Because I'm in panic mode, I take it. They do a fine job fixing 2018 and make sure 2019 is right, as well. They tell me I may never hear anything from the IRS since I noticed the error on 2018 taxes and fixed it right away.
Fast forward to January 2021 (two years after realizing my mistake). We have since closed the business since we couldn't do craft shows during COVID. I get a letter from the IRS that says "Hey buddy, you filed your 2018 taxes like a year late. You owe us $5000." I freak out, call my CPA. He advises there is a one-time get-out-of-jail-free card with the IRS for this very purpose. Just call and they'll forgive it! Except, you can't get the IRS on the phone. I try and try and try with no luck.
Three weeks pass, I get second letter from the IRS. "Hey buddy, you didn't pay us the $5000. Now you owe that plus $250 in additional fees. And if you don't pay us in 30 days, we're putting a lien on your property." By the grace of God, I luck out and get through the phone lines on a random Tuesday. In under 2 minutes, the $5000+fees is forgiven and wiped away. So, I ended up paying a CPA $2000 to fix a $90 error.
TLDR; Hire a CPA and don't f*** with the IRS.
Reminds me of my favorite story about my dad.
Met some friends on a gravel road to go out partying. Tried a three point turn and got my back wheels off the road and couldn't get back up. Decided to back into the ditch and try to drive out. Got high centered and, in my infinite teenage wisdom, just took the cooler out the trunk and away we went.
Got home late and left a note for my dad about where the car was. Woke up late the next morning and the car was back in the driveway, and my dad just wrote "done" on the note. Never said one word to me about it. Just accepted that I was going to **** up, and let me know that he understood that.
I to am an Petras fan, your to dumb too recognize there ability too grow QBs. Petras four Heisman!
Just a few weeks ago we were having family and friends over for a Saturday of football, smoked wings, adult beverages and fun. On my last run to the store, along with some final food supplies, I picked up three bottles that, while not crazy expensive, weren't necessarily cheap, for us at least... a Patron, a nice single malt, and a big boy of Ketel One. Got home, opened the driver's side back door, and <SMASH>. I'd loaded both bags holding the booze in last, and on the drive home apparently they'd nudged up against the door and tumbled out when I opened it. A $150 puddle of hooch on the garage floor.
Just a few weeks ago we were having family and friends over for a Saturday of football, smoked wings, adult beverages and fun. On my last run to the store, along with some final food supplies, I picked up three bottles that, while not crazy expensive, weren't necessarily cheap, for us at least... a Patron, a nice single malt, and a big boy of Ketel One. Got home, opened the driver's side back door, and <SMASH>. I'd loaded both bags holding the booze in last, and on the drive home apparently they'd nudged up against the door and tumbled out when I opened it. A $150 puddle of hooch on the garage floor.
My Dad told me about how back in the '50s they used to take their cars out and jump the railroad tracks on a gravel road. It was one of those crossings where the road was significantly lower so there was a big abrupt ramp up to the tracks on either side. They would hit it as fast as they could to see how far they could fly. His buddy got a new (to him) car that had this big straight 8 engine in it. He told everyone he was going to jump farther than anyone had over those tracks. He got up a good head of steam and hit that ramp. What they all forgot was that the straight 8 was a beast of an engine that was a lot heavier than any of the other engines they had jumped with. So he hit that ramp and got airborne but that heavy engine made the nose of the car drop. So instead of coming down on the wheels he came down nose first and was plowing down the gravel road on his bumper for an uncomfortably long time. They thought for sure the bumper was going to catch on something and he would end up upside down. Luckily the rear end finally settled down with a whump and he got the car stopped. They were all shaking after that and that was the last of the track jumping for a while.
I had something very similar happen last Spring. Woke up one morning to find we had no hot water. My wife and I are first time home owners and no absolutely nothing about hot water heaters. I call a local plumbing company and they send someone out later that day. He goes down to the water heater in the basement and within two minutes asks "Did they have you check anything or do any troubleshooting over the phone?" and is clearly a little annoyed. Turns out the pilot light had gone out and simply just needed to be re-lit. Still had to pay $120 for the visit even though the plumber was at my house for MAYBE 5 minutes. I don't pretend to be handy or know much about that kind of stuff, but that was a new low for me.
I was eating at a restaurant with my wife a few months ago when a lady came up to our table and started crying and saying “Robert, Robert, Robert!” I asked her if everything was okay and she said “you just look like my son that died 5 years ago in an accident.” She then talked to my wife and I about her son and how he died and it was really heartbreaking. It crossed a line though when she said “When I leave tonight, will you please say ‘Goodbye Mom’ to me?”
I was about to politely tell her no (because it was weird) and my wife jumped in and said “Of course he can!”
Anywho, the lady eats at her table by herself and we eat at our table. Ten minutes goes by and the woman gets up to leave. I get up, greet her, and say “goodbye mom” in the most genuine way I could. Again—-super weird!!!
Not two minutes later, a waiter brings a bill for $53 to us and says “that’s so nice of you to pay for your mother!” Needless to say, I was pissed and ran out of the restaurant into the parking lot. The lady saw me and tried to slam the door to her car but I got my hand and half my body in there first. I kept pulling on her arm to get her out of the car and finally ended up pulling her leg just like I’m pulling your leg now.
Have a Good Friday!
I was about to politely tell her no (because it was weird) and my wife jumped in and said “Of course he can!”
Anywho, the lady eats at her table by herself and we eat at our table. Ten minutes goes by and the woman gets up to leave. I get up, greet her, and say “goodbye mom” in the most genuine way I could. Again—-super weird!!!
Not two minutes later, a waiter brings a bill for $53 to us and says “that’s so nice of you to pay for your mother!” Needless to say, I was pissed and ran out of the restaurant into the parking lot. The lady saw me and tried to slam the door to her car but I got my hand and half my body in there first. I kept pulling on her arm to get her out of the car and finally ended up pulling her leg just like I’m pulling your leg now.
Have a Good Friday!
I was just sitting her thinking I could totally fill up this thread with all of the totally stupid **** I have done.
A buddy of mine told me this one but it was a $150 grocery bill and he about yanked my leg off telling it.
I always feel like I am getting screwed when I go to the vet for anything....but that is likely another topic.
It all worked out but I once paid our mortgage twice in one month and it took me a bit to figure out why we had no money.
Too many little dumb things to count.
I could never tell that story in person and keep a straight face.
It all worked out but I once paid our mortgage twice in one month and it took me a bit to figure out why we had no money.
Too many little dumb things to count.
I could never tell that story in person and keep a straight face.
Last year, October 20th. It was a warm day that day, I remember that. I was pulling into field by our house to finish corn for the year. My wife was there with lunch out on my truck tailgate and looking good. I was checking her out instead of what I was doing. I hit our car and the corn head did some serious damage. About 13k. We did beat OSU that Sat so the week ended great!
I'm fairly handy now, but it was not that way when we bought our first house. We had no hot water one morning. I saw that the pilot was out on the water heater, but couldn't get it to re-light. The water heater was right next to our washer/dryer.
Called the plumber. He came in and said "some of the lint from your dryer is blocking airflow to the pilot light and its causing it to burn out." He vacuumed out the lint and went on his way. 15 minutes; $175. Yay.
