I stormed off ineffectively

Oh and I forgot until earlier about the time I flounced off from my then partner (over something stupid), I got lost, and he had to come find me.

Then the time same partner's best-friend was being a complete dick to me in the car and I just got out of the car at a traffic light and walked off. 🚦

Actually I think the second one was effective, so nevermind.

I tried to storm out of soft play after a row with DH, but I had my baby in my arms, so I couldn’t manage to hold down the button and push the gate at the same time (it’s in a hard to reach spot for obvious reasons!), so stood there pressing the button and then pushing the gate ineffectively for what felt like about 5 hours before someone rescued me

At 39 weeks pregnant, and perhaps a tiny bit emotional and unreasonable, I had a blazing row with DH and decided he was an ultimate twat and I'd leave him. I flounced back to my old flat, complete with enough food/ bedding/supplies for a few days and thought that would really 'show him' as he didn't know where I'd gone. I missed a Sunday roast in the pub but it was okay as it was going to prove a point.

Five hours later I stomped back into our home as I'd forgotten there was no furniture or heating on in the old flat, it was utterly freezing and sitting on the floor with a huge bump was miserable. I got home and tried to maintain my chin-in-the-air righteousness but it's was too hard not to recognise how dickish I'd been!

I love this thread , the geography kid , pedalo and thanks for walking the dog are great .

I tried to flounce of when I was about 10 , my DM had given me a stack of ironed and folded clothes to take to my room she then gave me something else to take upstairs ( loo rolls i think ) I shouted what do you think I am a ambidextrous ( god knows where I got that word from ) I meant to say octopus , I got up about four steps on the stairs and heard DM & DD burst out laughing so I very carefully put the washing down went back down the stairs and slammed the door as hard as I could but my foot was in the way so I squashed my toes , i then stamped up stairs hard with one foot and put the sore one down very carefully.

Failed on so many levels

Not so much a flounce, as a poorly executed exit idea:

When I was old enough to know better a teenage, I decided I was ‘running away’. This was very much pre-mobiles, and I didn’t want them to worry, so I left my parents a note saying I had ran away. And telling them where I was going. And the approximate time I would get there.

I set off on my bike to my grandmother’s house - several miles away - and then promptly told her I had ‘run away’. About 10 minutes later, my parents arrived, loaded my bike into the car and took me home, stating I’d basically just gone for an early morning visit to my Nan.

They had a point. I don’t think I really understood - or was very good at - the whole ‘running away’ thing!

Love these!!

During a family day out (DM, me and 2 DC's)to a rather nice Spanish seaside resort we carefully chose a lovely restaurant and settled to our table on the outside veranda. As we began to choose our food my DF noticed that the service charge would be added to the bill...and off he flounced!

We all stayed where we were, ordered our 'menu of the day', enjoyed our 3 courses (with wine!) whilst he (as the driver) sat and watched us from a bench on the opposite side of the road!

( and then after driving us all home had to make himself a sandwich as my DM refused to cook for him!)

The geography kid has just killed me dead 😂😂😂😂😂😂

I once had a blazing row with a friend and ran home. She followed me so I slammed the door in her face. Unfortunately, we'd only just moved in and the old front door was one large glass panel. The whole lot shattered and we both burst out laughing.

I stormed off from an awful meal with an awful ex ... straight through the doors into the restaurant kitchen (thought it was the exit). Managed to continue the flounce ... back past the ex at the table. Glared at him and bashed my way through the doors ... into the toilet!

I left eventually through the right door but all the momentum was gone.

Is it on CCtv at the resort? Hope it Is, you'll be giving the staff a good laugh at your antics.

Oh and I once witnessed someone’s attempt to storm out of a house with a 42” TV. That was a good one.

😂

Love a good flounce fail. Last week one of my colleagues flounced out of the office after an argument about paperclips or the like, but had to come back to get his mobile.

I stormed out as a teenager, taking the dog for company.

When I came back a few hours later, mum just said, "Thanks for walking the dog". Hmmph!

We (me and three friends, all women in their late 40s) went out for a meal in quite posh restaurant once. It was early so it was largely empty. At one point one of us got offended and stormed out. It took quite a while as she had to walk the length of the restaurant into a glass covered verandah (also deserted) and walk the other way up the verandah (past our table on the other side of the glass) and then stomp off into the night. We and the waiters watched her go in silence.

We sat discussing her exit for a few minutes when she reappeared dripping wet at the entrance and performed the walk of shame back down the verandah and back up the full length of the restaurant - she had forgotten her umbrella! By this point we were all (including her) laughing so her huff passed and we persuaded her to sit down and enjoy the rest of the meal.

To cap it off, she left her laptop in the restaurant, she was too embarrassed to go back so one of our party returned the next day and started to explain the situation and the waiter said archly ‘OH, we remember your table!’ And produced the laptop from under the counter.

I once flounced out of a house where a group of us had done much drinking and got into an argument. I stood up and announced what a bunch of arses I thought they were and stormed out . Unfortunately I didn’t know the layout of house and left by the back door instead of the front, finding myself in the back garden which was completely surrounded by a 6 foot high wall. No way was I knocking to get back in so I had to scale the wall which in my inebriated state was no mean feat.

Just the title of this thread made me laugh!

I stormed off out of our flat once years ago,during an argument with my then husband. Only I'd forgotten my front door key. Kinda takes the shine off it when you have to knock to be let back in.......

This thread 😂

I stormed off out the house, threatening to run away and then had to knock on the door to get my coat as it was bloody freezing.

I then stormed off again once I had my coat, walked round the block and went back home as it turns out I was not cut out for running away from home. (I was about 12).

To her credit my mum just let me back in to get my coat, and then let me back in again about five minutes later, without saying a single word. Probably because she was clearly putting all her energy in to not laughing.

I'm still rubbish at flouncing off.

My SIL had an argument with her (now ex) childminder. After numerous incidents where SIL was unhappy with how poorly her children were being supervised and looked after, she had it out with the CM.

love this thread but this is an odd one. “Numerous” times you aren’t happy about the care your children are receiving and unhappy with how they’re being supervised....but you keep them there

I stormed off once, I planned to go for a walk and get myself a coffee, the only fly in the ointment was that I was wearing my slippers, so I sat in my car and cried instead!

Sagely I don’t think I am
Going to stop laughing for a long time at that

Sagely and Nikita I think u win the thread.

I learned the hard way never to storm off if you need a wee. Huge row with 11-year-old DS after a long half-term of increasingly awful behaviour, decided it was DH's turn to deal with it, and flounced out of the house and down the street with no money, no phone, nothing. Got about 200 yards away and realised I really needed a wee. We don't live within walking distance of anywhere that has a loo I could have used and I wasn't going to knock on any of the school mums' doors (only people I know locally) to explain that I needed to use their toilets and why, so I continued storming while getting increasingly more desperate, eventually stormed round in a big circle and back to the house, stormed in and up the stairs, had a wee and then couldn't face storming out again.

I once stormed on ineffectively, I think you could call it.

Waiting for a bus. One other person at bus stop. Bus pulls up and is nowhere near full. It's pulled up and the door has opened right by me but the other person shoves violently in front of me to be first on, totally unnecessarily.

I did what I imagined was a slow theatrical turn of the head and scathing look at her, then stepped up with slow dignity to board.

Except I misjudged the step and fell flat on my face. Got up to see the driver giving me a full-on face.