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nietchze 43M
195 posts
8/13/2005 6:02 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Work related

So I probably shouldn't tell you where I work, but suffice to say we all wear orange. And I don't play for the Cincinnati Bengals. So I get this guy come up to me and he says:

" Hi. I have a stupid question."

"No such thing sir. what can I help you with?" I reply.

" I bought some replacement windows yesterday, we're putting them in today and I just need to know which side the latch goes on, inside or outside?" he asks.

It took a few questions on my part to realize that he was indeed asking me whether or not the window lock should go on the inside or outside of his house. Swear to god. I told him inside in a very stunned fashion. Later I realized I should have told him they go on the outside and then got his address.
I hate to condescending and elitist but I can't help but wonder how someone makes it to adulthood being this dumb. Shouldn't he have starved to death from forgetting to eat? Or died from poisoning after ingesting his own feces, just to see what it tastes like? I dunno, some peoples kids......


ih8usrnames 40M

8/13/2005 7:29 pm

Strange how some people have no regard at all for security.

I wouldn't say that his question was necessarily asked out of stupidity.

Funny though


MissAnnThrope 56F
11488 posts
8/14/2005 4:24 am

This goes to prove, it's true. There are no stupid questions. Only really, REALLY stupid people who are stealing air the rest of us could be breathing.

So son, orange uniforms? When did they start giving home improvement advice in prison?


justsayhi2005 51F

8/14/2005 5:30 pm

oh. my. god.

sounds like me, everyday at work I ask..how did this person
live to be 75 yrs old? lol


pseudohippie 50F

8/14/2005 8:37 pm

How did all of you comment and none of you point out the fact he KNEW it was a stupid question before he asked it?

My friend and I used to stand at the corner of 4th and Lombard in Center City Philadelphia and ask people who walked by, "how do we get to 4th and Lombard?" Everyone seriously helped us (mostly erroneously), and not a single one realized we were pulling their legs. We never let on.

Until they were long gone, and then we'd die laughing.

Childish, I know.


MissAnnThrope 56F
11488 posts
8/15/2005 8:38 pm

Pseudo, in HS after school, we'd hang out out in town in Flemington, as that was where the school was. We would give tourists looking for Turntable Village directions down Rte. 12 to Frenchtown. And on days we got to New Hope, well, we'd send people looking for Lambertville down 202 to Doylestown. Ah, memories.


pseudohippie 50F

8/16/2005 9:42 am

Odd...I've been going to those places my entire life, Miss Ann. Thank God I never had to ask you directions! lol


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