Tough Lessons taught in the School of Hard Knocks

[SeaCat]

Some more lessons. (Don't ask how I learned them.)

Tipping a cow pisses it off.

Always check the fence to see if it's electric.

Always check what's in an opened bottle before drinking from it.

Cats do not have a sense of humor. They do however understand revenge.

Never think her parents will forget.

Never dive with someone suffering from the shits.

Never ask a cop how much he's had to drink.

If you hurt her, she will hurt you twice as much.

There is no such thing as a fair fight. Thinking this will only get you hurt.

Getting shot hurts no matter what the movies show.

Death is forever.

Seeing it doesn't make it real.

Saying "I love you" doesn't mean shit unless you mean it.

You can't quantify love, nor can you limit it.

Beauty is not in the eye of the beholder, it is in the mind of the person who feels beautiful.

Hatred is a wasted emotion.

Unless you care to be judged, don't sit in judgement of others.

Hard nipples rarely mean that she is excited.

Never wear tight short when driving for long distances.

Make sure the boys are out of the way before climbing into the saddle.

Never sunburn the genitals. It hurts and makes for embarrasing questions.

Cat

 

[SweetWitch]

Some more lessons. (Don't ask how I learned them.)

Tipping a cow pisses it off.

Always check the fence to see if it's electric.

Always check what's in an opened bottle before drinking from it.

Cats do not have a sense of humor. They do however understand revenge.

Never think her parents will forget.

Never dive with someone suffering from the shits.

Never ask a cop how much he's had to drink.

If you hurt her, she will hurt you twice as much.

There is no such thing as a fair fight. Thinking this will only get you hurt.

Getting shot hurts no matter what the movies show.

Death is forever.

Seeing it doesn't make it real.

Saying "I love you" doesn't mean shit unless you mean it.

You can't quantify love, nor can you limit it.

Beauty is not in the eye of the beholder, it is in the mind of the person who feels beautiful.

Hatred is a wasted emotion.

Unless you care to be judged, don't sit in judgement of others.

Hard nipples rarely mean that she is excited.

Never wear tight short when driving for long distances.

Make sure the boys are out of the way before climbing into the saddle.

Never sunburn the genitals. It hurts and makes for embarrasing questions.

Cat

My great uncle--half of a husband/wife truck driving team who worked for Carnation--once told me the secret to life: Never piss out the open door of a semi tractor doing 80 on the freeway.

When he told me that, my aunt went into fits of laughter so violent I was afraid to ask how he learned that lesson.

 

[AllardChardon]

Something like pissing into the wind, I would say, Sweet Witch. LOL

Thanks Cat for those priceless words of wisdom... the "never dive with a person suffering the shits" gave me some weird visuals.... LOL

So far, no tough lessons, but the day is young...

 

[SweetWitch]

Something like pissing into the wind, I would say, Sweet Witch. LOL

Thanks Cat for those priceless words of wisdom... the "never dive with a person suffering the shits" gave me some weird visuals.... LOL

So far, no tough lessons, but the day is young...

Today's lesson: Never tell your supervisor you'll get to it when you damned ready. I had to appease her by using my tax number to get her whole sale silk flowers for her niece's wedding. I wonder what the consequences of that will be.

 

[AllardChardon]

Yes, I have been there. A quick, snappy retort to the wrong person at the wrong time, can have that tough lesson result to it.

I don't mind telling off other adults that deserve it unless they are in a position of authority, but snapping at my kids does bother me. I could have found a NICER way to say that same thing, but did I? NO! I fear I am pecking my youngest (almost 19) out of the nest, consciously or unconsciously, I don't know.

 

[oggbashan]

Always vomit on the lee side of a ship.

Stand downwind of dangerous animals.

Check your own safety equipment personally. Don't get anyone else to do it for you.

Do not cut towards yourself.

Use a tester on all apparently disconnected wiring.

Thinking that you are still sober inside a warm room can be rolling drunk as soon as you go outside.

Don't get engaged to two women simultaneously. Life will get difficult.

Any work needing doing on an older house (pre 1939) will take longer, cost more and reveal more work to be done than your most pessimistic guess. If the house is pre-1700 quadruple all builders' estimates!

Og

 

[bisolom]

You are not as smart as you think you are...neither is anyone else.

Noone can be trusted with your money...not even you.

If things are going well...WAKE UP.

If you think people are out to get you...you're right.

Money CAN buy happiness and the grass IS greener on the other side of the fence.

You'll find out who your friends are when you need a loan.

It's NOT worth it.

It doesn't really matter.


Peace

 

[SweetWitch]

Yes, I have been there. A quick, snappy retort to the wrong person at the wrong time, can have that tough lesson result to it.

I don't mind telling off other adults that deserve it unless they are in a position of authority, but snapping at my kids does bother me. I could have found a NICER way to say that same thing, but did I? NO! I fear I am pecking my youngest (almost 19) out of the nest, consciously or unconsciously, I don't know.

Or perhaps, he's pushing at you so that you'll push back. My little brother did that until my parents told him to get out and spread his wings. He was 21 at the time. At 19 he'd had an accident that shattered his body. After weeks in a coma, months in a wheelchair and 22 operations to put him back together, he was suddenly no longer completely dependent on them to do everything.

So, out he moved--into a house populated by several of his buddies. Dad called it the bachelor commune. The place was frequented by the local unattached females--or so everyone thought. One day, a man with a shotgun blasted his way into the house and tried to take out half the inhabitants. Seems one of the young women was actually married, and her husband had come to put an end to the affair she was having with one of the guys. My little brother managed to get the gun away from him, but narrowly missed taking a round to the head.

Brother moved back in with the parents that week and decided to stay on until he could build his own house. Seems that he had no desire to end up in the hospital again, or worse, in the morgue. My parents agreed.

Moral to the story? Never trust your best friend when he tells you that he had the situation under control. And when a man comes to the front door with a shotgun, exit out the back.

 

[midwestyankee]

Love is rarely convenient but always worth the effort to let it grow to its natural end.

 

[NoJo]

Love is rarely convenient but always worth the effort to let it grow to its natural end.

It's like raising kids -- BIG pain in the ass but worth it because there's so many good times. Then they go away and you're sad

 

[AllardChardon]

I love all the responses and good advice on how to avoid life's tough lessons.

Sweet Witch, the story of your brother tops all the stories I told so far. Geez, he was very fortunate, that time. Thank goodness for guardian angels.

 

[SweetWitch]

I love all the responses and good advice on how to avoid life's tough lessons.

Sweet Witch, the story of your brother tops all the stories I told so far. Geez, he was very fortunate, that time. Thank goodness for guardian angels.

He is blessed, that's for certain. We all feel very fortunate to still be able to hug him. But I never hug him, because he's my brother. It's much more fun to sock him in the arm.

 

[AllardChardon]

Under Unavoidable Hard Knocks:

My monitor crashed and I had to drive over an hour one way on the same day I do my grocery shopping to buy a new one, hence the silence. Geez

 

[SweetWitch]

Under Unavoidable Hard Knocks:

My monitor crashed and I had to drive over an hour one way on the same day I do my grocery shopping to buy a new one, hence the silence. Geez

Bummer. That has to just suck.

 

[AllardChardon]

Having any part of your computer crash is a real disaster for an addict. In my case, I resorted to a laptop, but I hate the fucking keyboard! I found myself NOT wanting to express myself due to the keys. On my desktop, I have one of those Microsoft ergonomically correct keyboards that reduce the chance of corpal tunnel syndrome. Lots of room and a nice padded front. Just my style.

I am very happy with LG products. Life is Good. We have a cell phone and a large flatscreen TV by them, so I opted for the LG monitor. When I got it installed and looked at my profile page on the other site, my picture had to go to photoshop to add a little smart blur and fade my wrinkles a bit. I am so vain, honestly. I had no idea the new monitors showed every little thing. Of course, I was using a Nikon digital camera that I got for Christmas, and well everything works better than my previous models. I find it entertaining to upgrade and get all those perks.

 

[john-the-author]

Back to thread. I can think of several hard knocks I gave myself that I could have very easily avoided, if I had been using my brain, instead of my inflated ego. My DUI that was changed to a Wet & Reckless springs to mind. I knew better and still I drove my car when I had too much to drink. The law had to teach me that lesson, with my permission, of course.

Anyone else want to share their lessons at the School of Hard Knocks? I wonder when I will graduate. LOL

Somehow, I like the idea of describing you as "Wet and Reckless."

Nice to see you again, Allard. I'm done with travelling for the time being, I do believe. I'll ping you at some point in the not overly distant future.

Hugs!

John

 

[john-the-author]

Use a tester on all apparently disconnected wiring.

Any work needing doing on an older house (pre 1939) will take longer, cost more and reveal more work to be done than your most pessimistic guess. If the house is pre-1700 quadruple all builders' estimates!

Og

These two ring a particular bell. I rewired my first house, a 1912 number built from old growth yellow pine. That took two years and involved many learning experiences.