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Tell us your definitive "I really should not do this" moment. (sopuli.xyz)

submitted 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago) by qyron@sopuli.xyz to c/asklemmy@lemmy.ml

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Ever had one those moments in life when you know, beyond any shadow of a doubt, you are making a very, very bad decision, with a great chance for instant regret and a miserable, probably long lasting, outcome and notheless followed that path?

Yeah, that one. Care to share with us?

I'll start. I dated a person, after we had already dated for a very short time, during which I was cheated on and eventually was left for a fourth person.

Yeah, not my brightest moment. And yes, I was cheated on again and again was left for another person.

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[–] theangryseal@lemmy.world 12 points 1 year ago (2 children)

Ooooh.

I was working on a weedeater (strimmer, if you’re a redcoat) when a very sadistic friend of mine noticed a puddle of gasoline on the ground and threw a lit match at the puddle.

The fire immediately raced over to me and into the fuel tank.

My instinct was to blow the fire out. That’s right, a fire, fueled by gasoline, in a plastic tank. I burned my entire face.

That erased the birthday candle instinct from my mind and I have been more careful since then when confronted with fire.

[–] moistclump@lemmy.world 4 points 1 year ago (1 children)

What ended up happening?? Any permanent damage??

[–] theangryseal@lemmy.world 6 points 1 year ago

No, thank goodness. I had a big nasty blister on my chin, a few on my cheeks, no eyelashes or brows, and I had to get a haircut.

My neighbor had some burn cream that she rushed over and put on me. She said it would have been way worse without it. I’ve always just taken her work for it and been thankful.

[–] Blake@feddit.uk 3 points 1 year ago

Damn! Hope that friend is now an ex-friend, what a crazy dangerous thing to do! Hope you recovered okay from the burns <3