How your curiosity got you into trouble?

[Pensive]

Do you have a story which you will like to share with us, about how your curiosity got you into hot water? :D

[miss tenderness]

yes yes!

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I remmeber once I attended my sister's company big party. about the end of the celebration, I sat this table with many women I did not know who they are.I can easily intoduce myself and get into conversation with others(which I hope that I did n't have this quality on this exact situation)anyway, I asked this lady,who appear to be not of that high educational standard, we were chatting about what brought us here. I was curious to know the reason behind this lady's coming, so I turned to her: what about you??
she had a weird look: oh, I'm the one running this company!
Gosh.......................:blush:
oh, I'm so sorry( I thought her assistant ,who was very active that night ,is the manager).
you dunno how I hated myself that night,whrere were ma mind!
despite my personal embaressment,my sister was about to kill me for that! I know I should have n't told her, but I couldn't help it>>>it was so funny,embaressing and I swear next time I'll ask about people's positions befor asking them directly!

[Virgil]

That is a great story, Miss T. :lol: I'm sure I have lots but nothing is coming to mind. When I think of one I will post it.

[EAP]

Do you have a story which you would like to share with us, about how your curiosity got you into hot water?



:p

[kathycf]

Just exactly how far can one lean back in one's folding metal chair without it tipping over? Inquiring minds want to know, or at least mine did when I was about 9 years old. Guess what? After your feet leave the floor you can balance for about 10 seconds before hurtling to the floor behind you, subsequently knocking over row after row of chairs (well, at least 5 rows) in a domino effect. My teacher made me pick up each one...:bawling: :p

[Pensive]

Just exactly how far can one lean back in one's folding metal chair without it tipping over? Inquiring minds want to know, or at least mine did when I was about 9 years old. Guess what? After your feet leave the floor you can balance for about 10 seconds before hurtling to the floor behind you, subsequently knocking over row after row of chairs (well, at least 5 rows) in a domino effect. My teacher made me pick up each one...
Ahh, but you should be thankful that there were chairs behind you otherwise you would have hit the floor.


Do you have a story which you would like to share with us, about how your curiosity got you into hot water? :p
Lots of them, lots of them. :p

[kathycf]

Ahh, but you should be thankful that there were chairs behind you otherwise you would have hit the floor.



Actually I hit the chairs, which hurt too. Plus the horrid clanging of chairs crashing to the floor...*shudders* :lol:

[Madhuri]

I dont even remember this incident, I was very small then, and my relatives tell me what I did. :D

My Nana Ji (maternal grandfather), had this habit of eating paan, it is made of beatle leaf using tobacco and other ingredients. Once, I was at their place and he kept the paan on the top of the refrigerator (or maybe an almirah, I am not sure, but it was out of my reach). That day I just had to have it, :nod: and I climbed on a stool and sneaked out one piece...he he he...and hid under the stairs and ate it. :p Well you see tobacco had a strange effect on me, and made me go up the stairs to the terrace, all the while I felt dizzy and about to faint, and I vomited and passed out.

It was only when my Nana Ji wanted to have his paan, did he find out that it was missing, and everyone knew who took it (I always did such acts), so there was a search for me and I was found unconscious on the terrace.

This is still talked about in family gatherings, and everyone has a good laugh. :rolleyes:

[kathycf]

Lots of them, lots of them. :p

C'mom Pensive, do tell. ;)

[Pensive]

I dont even remember this incident, I was very small then, and my relatives tell me what I did. :D

My Nana Ji (maternal grandfather), had this habit of eating paan, it is made of beatle leaf using tobacco and other ingredients. Once, I was at their place and he kept the paan on the top of the refrigerator (or maybe an almirah, I am not sure, but it was out of my reach). That day I just had to have it, :nod: and I climbed on a stool and sneaked out one piece...he he he...and hid under the stairs and ate it. :p Well you see tobacco had a strange effect on me, and made me go up the stairs to the terrace, all the while I felt dizzy and about to faint, and I vomited and passed out.

It was only when my Nana Ji wanted to have his paan, did he find out that it was missing, and everyone knew who took it (I always did such acts), so there was a search for me and I was found unconscious on the terrace.

This is still talked about in family gatherings, and everyone has a good laugh. :rolleyes:
Heh, very same thing happened to my father once, even mor horrible. Dada Abu (paternal grandfather) was there, and he used to eat Paan too. One day, my father saw Paan ka choona and thought that it was Dahi and ate it. Now, you can imagine the result. He felt his tongue on fire after that.


C'mom Pensive, do tell. ;)
To embarrassing, too embarrassing to tell. :redface: :redface:

Anyway, here is one:

I wasn't nine or ten yet..when I started having fascination for "keyboard keys." Whenever my brother would browse internet or talked to my Uncle or so, I tried my best to press the keys. Once, I saw my brother going out while he left the computer turned on. For me, the perfect chance to mess up with computer keys had come. I opened the chat window, without realizing who it was. And then I started to write all "swearing" I knew....and it turned out to be my brother's very good friend to whom I was writing "****" and stuff, and all swearing in English that I knew. :redface:

And so, of course my brother did find out. It was sooo embarrassing :( but quite an adventure too. :p

[Nightshade]

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