My Most Stupid Moment

I sat alone, surrounded by heroes. Stig Bjornebye, Robbie Fowler, Patrik Berger… action photos plastered on my bedroom wall. The light above my bed went out.

Being the resourceful kid I was, I headed downstairs in search of a replacement.

On my return to my teenage sanctum I set about replacing the bulb. I took the old one out and tried to place the new one in.

It wouldn’t fit.

Not to be deterred I twisted it, turned it, stared at the bulb and peered into the light fixture. I couldn’t figure it out.

One thing stuck in my mind, “There must be something causing an obstruction in the light fixture.”

There had to be, sure I had tried everything else.

Without a second thought, I jammed my two fingers into where the light bulb should go.

Immediately, I was sent soaring across the room. Lights out, for me and the house.

A couple of minutes later, light and life having returned, I lay on my bed assessing my idiocy and my Dad appeared at the door.

“You ok?”, he asked.

“Yep, all good.” I lied.

Obviously, this was a pretty stupid moment, is it my most stupid though? Only time will tell!