Well, my recent bout of "stupid" wasn't dangerous to anything but my ego, but here you go:


One night last week, I was doing my normal garbage-night route and I happened upon a newer subdivision that I had never been through. As I'm cruising through the neighborhood, I see this huge metal cabinet out by the curb, surrounded by garbage bags. I pull over to check it out, and give it a little nudge to gauge the weight on it. I couldn't move that sucker at all. "Hot ****!" I'm thinking. I open the side door on my van and try to tilt this thing into it. I couldn't budge it, though. I scoot some of the garbage bags away so I could get a better position on it, and I see that it's bolted to the ground!

I hadn't noticed (it was dark!) that it was a USPS box, the type where they leave big items for pick-up in certain neighborhoods.