The best part of being alive is that the strangest things can happen when you least expect them. But even when things get bad, you can always take comfort in knowing you can look back and laugh at yourself.
1. He can always pretend he’s listening to the radio.
2. Let’s hope the school didn’t hire their own students to make this sign.
3. Everything has its limits.
4. You shouldn’t give away your bakery’s secrets so easily…
5. It’s like an endless cycle.
6. To be fair, what better material is there to keep the scissors inside?
7. “This is why you should always hide a spare key…”
8. Headphones break off all the time…but so perfectly?
9. At this point, you’re just throwing money at it.
10. “I almost had a heart attack this morning…”
11. The job is well done, indeed.
12. The common doorbell…the mechanic’s one weakness!
13. If we can put a man on the moon, we can teach snowmen how to drive.
14. This puppy is leaving its schooling days behind.
15. You always hear about people eating wax fruit by accident but never think it could be you.
Do you have any photos of times you or someone you knew was less than lucky? Let us know!
Neighbor Wouldn’t Turn Off His Bright Floodlights at Night, I Deftly Managed the Situation and Maintained Harmony
When my neighbor wouldn’t turn off his bright floodlights at night, my husband and I needed a clever solution to keep the peace.
When the Thompsons moved in next door, they seemed friendly. My wife, Gia, and Susan, the neighbor, quickly bonded while chatting over unpacked boxes. We thought we finally had some neighbors our age to socialize with. Mark, the husband, was often away for work, while Susan stayed home and had a long list of phobias, including fear of the dark, thunderstorms, snakes, clowns, and spiders.
As time passed, Susan’s fear of the dark created an issue that affected Gia and me. Their floodlights, installed soon after they moved in, were excessively bright, like those outside prisons. Gia joked that they could probably be seen from space.
Despite our attempts to address the issue, Susan insisted she needed the lights on for safety when Mark was away. We tried thick curtains and rearranging our bedroom, but nothing helped. After a week of sleepless nights, I approached Susan, asking her to turn off the floodlights after midnight, as they shined directly into our bedroom. She explained her need for safety and refused my suggestion to install a timer.
After several attempts to reason with her and Mark, who felt similarly protective of Susan, we continued to lose sleep. Frustrated, I considered drastic measures, like unscrewing the bulbs or using a pellet gun, but Gia reminded me to stay calm. Instead, she suggested a harmless plan while she and Susan went out for nails.
The next day, I climbed a ladder and slightly unscrewed each bulb to disrupt the connection. That night, when Susan turned on the lights, they flickered and went out. Gia and I finally enjoyed peaceful sleep. Surprisingly, days turned into weeks, and the lights stayed off.
However, one day, I saw Mark fixing the bulbs again. The floodlights blazed back to life that night, and I knew I had to repeat my trick. This cycle continued for months—every time Mark tightened the bulbs, I loosened them.
Then one Saturday, as I trimmed the hedges, Mark approached me. He mentioned his floodlights kept going out, and I managed to keep a straight face while agreeing it might be due to vibrations from the street. I suggested he could leave them off, and he seemed to consider it. After that conversation, Gia and I enjoyed our peaceful, dark evenings once again.
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