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[Qinella]

This is a place for everyone to get that trifling bother off your chest. You know, the one you've been afraid to express publicly due to fear of comparisons to African children. Nothing is too petty. If it hurts, however so slightly, we are here for you, sisters and brothers.

I'll go first.

When I was growing up, we did not have a potato peeler in the house. I was raised to believe that such instruments did not in fact exist at all, so when I moved out and did my own shopping, my eyes did not recognize them in the aisles of stores. It was not until I moved to Korea and one had been left behind in my apartment that I came to realize the joy of assisted peeling. Thitherto, I had spent my entire life peeling potatoes with a small knife. Horrible, I know.

Who is the next brave soul to bare their wounds for communal licking?

Q.

[huffdaddy]

I have a can of tuna sitting in my kitchen with the pull tab broken off.

[jajdude]

Damn man, that is funny. A knife works fine, but I guess the peeler is even better.

Here's mine:

It took me a while to realize that only "Buy the Way" and then, only some 'Buy the Way' stores sell Hoegaarden.

A few exceptions may exist, but I am unaware.

Otherwise it's the regular OB etc.. crap local stuff.

Sad I was indeed, but also pleased to have this little pocket of knowledge.

Ah, bittersweet, thus wisdom can be.

[captain kirk]

I was tense and in a hurry to get somewhere in the morning. Tugged too hard while tying my laces and SNAP. I get even more tense! The end was frayed and the eyelet hole too small. Even with tweezers I couldn't encourage the frayed end (once I tied a knot to make the broken lace once again a whole) through the hole.

I considered using a knife point to 'drill' the hole larger but, after climbing to a mountaintop (in my mind) to gain an overview of the dilemma, simply refused to fight that little hole anymore. And skipped it going on to the next, which was of adequate diameter to allow the frayed lace end to pass.

Whew!

[huffdaddy]

[Qinella]

[OiGirl]

I had finally gotten both the fluorescent bulbs to light (problem with the starters, I think, not the bulbs...) but now one has gone out and the other is flickering. I don't have a stepladder or chair to stand on and had to go up to the roof to get this nasty old one the landlord keeps up there. Thank goodness I hadn't yet taken it back up there!

[jajdude]

Ah, 'tis a beautiful thread, long may it run.

I had holes in my socks, and they always appeared at the ankles. Being the lazy slob I am I wore them anyway for distances not to be bragging about.

So earlier this day I found a seller who was a kind-hearted old bird, she gave me socks a'plenty for a nice price. I feel glad that the next few months will have me nicely socked.

[cbclark4]

I have to wear glasses to read now.

cbc

[rockstarsmooth]

i have been back in korea for 7 weeks and i just got furniture yesterday. until saturday, i would use my bed pillows and the stairs to my loft to make a chair. i had nothing but a bed, in the loft and thus not available as a couch. now i have a table, 2 (!) chairs, and a yo. my life has gotten immeasureably better.
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right now i'm listening to: wolfmother - woman (mstrkrft remix)

[Woland]

The wheels on my office chair won't roll right.

[chasingdreams]

My kitchen units are crooked and not a day goes by when it doesn't annoy me.

[flotsam]

I'm surprised he can tie his shoes...ooops, sorry Q.

For me, the other day I bought a bottle of wine from my local grocer(woo-hoo, NYC) with a friend and realized upon returning to my apt that it was corked--the cork had already almost burst out of the wrapping at the top of the bottle. I debated on whether or not I should try to return it for a few minutes, thinking it would be more trouble than it was worth to explain to my Chinese grocer what was wrong with the wine and get a new bottle, but my friend said: "Hey, if it was sour milk, you'd take its ass back, right? Well?" And then sat her ass down on the sofa with the paper.

But she was right, so I put on my coat and went downstairs and around the block to the grocer where I had bought the wine aggressively rehearsing the appropriate lines from Fawlty Towers("It's corked. The wine has reacted to the cork.") for motivation. And I was motivated.

And then I turned the corner right into the store and was stopped short by the unyielding door.

The lights were out. A sign was up.

It read: Closed early for Halloween.

I could hear cackling, ghoulish, Chinese laughter echoing down Broadway, bouncing off the Riverside Church's towering, empty, unlit steeple and the highrises washed out against the slate city skyline until it shattered against the banging of the 1 Train exiting the tunnel onto the EL at 123rd.

I felt cold. And sober. And went home.

Alone.

[captain kirk]

Yeah, Flotsam, I can tie my shoes.

I can also report you to the mods for calling posters 'stupid', and 'jackass' within the last two days. In both cases you began name-calling. The mods are looking you over right now.

[Ya-ta Boy]

Last week the bulb burned out in one of my rooms. I do have a chair, so getting the cover off and changing the bulb was no problem. Now I can't get the darn cover back on. It's sitting over in the corner. It will remain there as long as I live in this apartment.

I finally got the pickle relish jar open last summer, but now I have two (2!) salsa jars that refuse to open. I'm reduced to eating my Belgian-made tortilla chips without salsa.