Daft things you've done out of pride

The wife and I have just been reminiscing about our teenage years, and an interesting topic came up.

I was on about how when I turned 16, my dad gave me a choice. Pay £15 per week board and lodge and just carry on as normal, or pay nothing, and I get to still live at home, not contribute to the bills, but have to buy my own food.

So, figuring this is my opportunity to be loaded, I chose to pay nowt and buy my own food.

I remember my mate helping me do my shopping. There's me with a 55lb sack of spuds on my shoulder while my mate wheel a trolley load of 6p tins of beans. I fed my mate for helping me. We had jacket potato and beans. In fact, every day for two whole weeks, I lived off absolutely nothing but jacket potato and beans. Every day or so, my dad would make some casual throw away comment about how pale I was looking or how thin I seemed to be, and every tea time I would sit trying to look as though I didn't care while everyone else in the house ate well, and I had my jacket potato and beans. I made it a full 2 weeks before I cracked, and agreed to pay £15 per week board and lodge, at which point my dad paid me a fair price for the tatties and beans I still had left, and let me have 2 or 3 plates of their lovely stew straight away

So come on then, fess up, what daft things have you done in the name of pride?

 

Yes we've all done daft things we didnt want to own up about,

I'd finished my 16 weeks training and i had earned my wings, I was now a full Para, and i went to the clothing stores and got my cloth wings to sew on my shirt.

Ooooooh I was so proud, I look at myself being reflected from woolworths huge shop window "in Aldershot " and those Wings looked so good & i looked so tall "until i walked into the lamp post that "christ only knows how many other new Paras had done before me.
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I went on parade the next day complete with new wings and a black eye and while being inspected the "C.S.M" asked me if i'd damaged the lamp post?????????????

"He & his wife had seen the lot.
I offten walked past that lampost and thought what a pratt I was.

 

It's around 3am, and I can't sleep, so, I'll add my daftness!!

Early in married life, when "doing it yourself" was a necessity, not a trend, I decided to paint the outside of our first house (I'd a terrace house).

No ladder, so, how do I paint the high areas outside?

As a severe epileptic, using a ladder isn't safe anyway. To get round that, I climbed out of the first floor window, with a pot of paint, and paintbrush, and stood on the windowsill above a concrete front yard.

So as to appease wife, and try to keep safe, I had a rope attached to one ankle. The other end of the rope was tied around one leg of the spare bed, in the room.

I did spill some of the paint, but got the job done. Good ol' health and safety!! As was pointed out, if I'd slipped or had a seizure, the image of me dangling upside down by one ankle, gently swinging like a pendulum, was not one my wife wished to come across.

But I didn't, and the rope and security, were not tested!!