And the berk at work award goes to….

I’ve just managed to photocopy 200 blank pages…!! How?? – Well I didn’t put the article I wanted copying in before I pressed the “go button”… What’s worse is I didn’t realise until after I’d just waited 10 minutes for them all to finish copying!

What I need is someone like naughty Rachel to come and give me a kick… Hehehe!

Oh dear! Holly , I dont know what else to say

I wouldn’t worry Jemma, that’s far more polite than any comments made by my fully supportive team of colleagues!

I knew there was a reason why I never normally do photocopying… And there I was thinking it was just because I was far too important – hehehehe! (that’s a JOKE by the way!)

You were just trying that man tactic of getting out of work werent you? Do something badly so you are not asked again!

Darn it…! You’ve spotted my tactics! Hehehe! Luckily no one here in the office has…yet!

I think it’s in Four Weddings and a Funeral where the stupid, upper class bloke says the one advantage of being viwed as really stupid by your peers means you can get away with saying really stupid things to hide the truth… Hmmm; how true!

Oh thats one of my favourite films!
You could imagine JRT in Hugh Grant's role there couldnt you?

ps- Am sorry I am guilty of saying the 'M' word

Hey - this has all gone a bit random!!

I did say sorry

you are going to hurt me now arent you?

It's OK - I don't have a stuffed heron about my person!!!

Thats a relief

Can't think of any Harrietisms just now so i can't get this back on track

Not exactly a Harriet-ism but I thought it was funny if not a bit embarassing. One of the lawyers at work had e-mailed me and I replied, saying we could play the spoon of desiny when he comes back after his long weekend off as he's a fellow Green winger (crazy office I know). He came up to me in the photocopying room when he came back and asked me what I meant, was it 'spooning?'. I told him no and that I thought he was a Green Wing fan. He seemed to fall in then but when I asked him what it was, he said in a quiet voice,"Is it something s*xual?" (Don't know if I can say the word cos of all the young Wingers).
I didn't know whether to laugh or blush, but I think he was more embarassed.

Not sure that this classifies as a Harrietism - more a mad tight b****ism!

I've just been using a childs bucket to scoop water out of the paddling pool, put it in a watering can and water my garden.

Well I'm on a water meter so water's money isn't it.

But I just caught my neighbours 12 year old looking out of the window as if she thought I was totally nuts??

Just last night, I walked into my (dark) room,
screamed and ran out because I thought someone was in there...
Turns out, I'd left my cupboard door with a mirror on it open, and I'd just ran screaming from my reflection!! Oops
Have also walked into several lampposts and apolised, and fallen for the "gullible is written on the ceiling" joke. Oh, the shame!

OK, here’s one; not Harriet but definitely deserves a commendation for futility…

On Saturday I picked up my boyfriend’s old mobile phone which is exactly the same as mine and carried it around with me not even noticing that it a) had no battery in it, b) had no sim card in it c) was therefore switched off! I was out with my dogs and I suddenly remembered I had to text a friend and I went to get it out and thought it was strange that it wasn’t on… Consequently I tried switching it on and nothing happened. I got back home in right old flap because I thought my mobile phone was broken. My boyfriend picked it up, said “are you sure it’s not my old one you’ve got here?” to which I replied “of course not! Do you really think I’m that thick?” to which he replied after taking the back off the phone and noticing there was no battery or sim card “I’ll leave you to decide that for yourself”

I think we all know the answer…

Oh I love it! It's not as good as the photcopying of blanks but it is close

Keep em coming Holly...

Hehehehe!

I would just like to point out that these things do actually happen to me and it’s not in fact true that I’m just making them up to keep my own thread afloat… honest!

I really am this stupid so be worried… be really worried for me!

Hols, you make me feels normal!

Does anyone else feel like they've lost their mind?

This morning I tried to leave the house 3 times, first I forgot my bag, then i forgot my sandwiches, then i returned to hunt for my sunglasses (without success) and then I was half an hour down the road before I realised I'd left my work case at home.

And this was a relatively good morning for me - when I have the kids I regularly have to go back 5 or more times. My neighbours think I'm nuts because I have left the front door standing open 5 times in 6 months and they keep having to shut it for me!

Hehehehe! Oh VoteArs sounds like we're two of a kind. Lucky you've got such accommodating neighbours. I dread to think what would happen if I left the door open at my house - my neighbours are scary people!!

Luckily I've moved and my new neighbours are nice - my old neighbours called the police when we had a bonfire on Halloween for my daughters 1st birthday party!

They were scary - we used to call them the Flanders cos they'd be out mowing the lawn twice a week while ours looked like a jungle!

Here's another one - I just got my son undressed for his bath and rather than putting him in the bath I put the clothes in instead

Ooops

Not really a Harriet-ism. More of a general idiotic moment.
I was out shopping with my friend and my dad came to collect us. He wanted to ring his brother but could only remember the number of his other brother who lived next door.
I helpfully suggested that all he had to do was add one to the number of the neighbour. When I saw they were both staring at me I realised I had said something really stupid and thinking I knew what the problem was I then said...
Oh yeh, obviously, his house number is even as well, so you would have to add two instead of one.
Doh.

VERY harriet-ism:
Once when I was about six or seven I woke up in the middle of the night. I switched on my light and looked at my clock. I confused the little hand and the big hand and insted of reading it as twenty to midnight, I read it as eight o'clock. In a flat panic I started getting dressed, putting on my school uniform and brushing my teeth. I wondered why no-one else was up and went into my parent's room to get my mum to make my packed lunch. She looked at me wierd and said "Nancy, what are you doing? Its the middle of the night!" She showed me her digital clock which read 23.40. DOH!

It reminded me of the time harriet came in at nine pm instead of nine am!

Years ago, when my kids were small, I once attended a very important conference - opened my bag - and a dummy fell out (blush).

I woke up at 11pm the other night and thought it was 6am, I'd only had half an hours sleep and was very very confused.

I wore a top back to front once and went more than half the day untill I noticed it.

I mistook profiterolls for chocolate potatos at a party, I thought they were some cheap cuisine or something and was like 'eeesh, who bought them?'