Share the stupid things you have done that have made a huge mess.

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After spending ages clearing up an entire can of Pepsi Max, which has just spectacularly exploded, spinning 360 degrees around the room squirting pepsi as it span, as newly opened, full can slipped out of my hand, I would love to hear the stupid things you've done that made a huge mess.

The worst thing is , it was the last can left and I was really looking forward to it!

When I was a kid, my aunt was showing my Mum a recipe which required black treacle. Mum hadn't got any so auntie went and got a tin from her kitchen. She dropped the tin coming back into the sitting room and the lid came off. It's not easy getting black treacle out of a carpet.

Yesterday, I knew it was wrong before I did it! I sat on the bed putting a glass of Ribena beside me, knowing it would tip up. There isn't a table nearby but to be fair it is a small room. Anyway I leaned over to read the tv magazine and was 'surprised' to see a river of Ribena running over the duvet. Mind you it needed a wash...

First week in new job as superkeen NQT.

Lovely classroom, just been decorated over the summer.

Offered to do glitter pictures for a group as Golden Time.

Still picking the sodding glitter out of the carpet when I left 5 years later...

I used to be an operating theatre nurse, and did the specialist Theatre Nurse course, as part of which I had to do a management assessment where I ran an operating theatre for a morning.

Things start d to go wrong when we got an emergency slotted into the list - the doctors promised the patient wouldn’t need an ICU bed. They were wrong. There was no ICU bed, so he stayed in my Theatre for hours.

During this time, he needed more blood, so the anaesthetist put one in the pressure infuser, but there must have been a fault with the bag, and it burst. Blood everywhere - it looked like a massacre, and ohhhh boy was it fun clearing it all up.

Later on that morning, the surgeons were using the anaesthetic room as a stand by theatre, to get on with the list. Same anaesthetist managed to spill a kindness dish full of betadine solution - a lovely, thick, sticky iodine solution. It went everywhere. More fun cleaning.

Luckily no-one spilled anything else and I passed my assessment.

My friend reminded me of another very messy incident during a home party.

I'd organised a huge 2 foot high chocolate fountain as the special after tea treat.
I'd melted litres of Belgium chocolate and poured it in the the machine.

I then wrongly read the instructions for the assembly of the fountain spiral components, and somehow attached them incorrectly.

This caused a spinning motion when I switched it on, and by centrifugal force the chocolate was pumped up and spun around the room.

11 beautifully dressed little girls all holding their forks with marshmallows were coated in chocolate. Omg, I had so much explaining to do and I've never attempted a chocolate fountain again.

Not my finest party moment.

@theorchidwhisperer I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard!

@SneakyGremlins I can laugh now looking back as it was decades ago.

At the time It was mortifying, it was back in the day when little girls came to parties dressed in monsoon sequinned dresses.

I had A LOT of apologising to do!

Well this is partly memory but mostly the story being repeated on a regular basis, I'm a clutz but this one is the only one really worthy of the thread and wasn't actually my fault, a long one but worth it -

I'm the youngest of three girls, when I was in my early teens we had all moved on to taking tablets when necessary but then I got really bad tonsillitis and struggled to swallow water even. So we'd all gone to bed and I was lying there unable to settle as my throat was really bad, also had a raging temperature at the time but I thought I was freezing. So I thought I'd go down and see if we still had any Calpol leftover from when I was younger. Found a bottle at the back of the cupboard - result! Next thing I know, DM is in the kitchen going berserk but everything seemed to be in slow motion and on mute, and i didn't really know what was going on.

I know from being told - Dm was woken by a bang downstairs and went to investigate and found me standing in the middle of the kitchen, covered in blood...no hang on...she took in the whole scene and realised it couldn't be as the whole kitchen was now a lovely sticky red mess. Turns out you can't just leave a bottle of medicine for a few years after opening, the pressure builds up and when you shake it the lid explodes off! It's amazing how far half a bottle can go

Apparently this was around 11-12 at night, DM wiped my arms and face, shoved a clean nightie on me and put a hat on me - which I didn't question because I thought I was cold, and took me back to bed. Then around 3am my DF appears looking for DM and wonders what the hell happened - she had been cleaning for around 4 hours and it still looked like a crime scene! It had covered work surfaces, floor, me, window, cupboards, ceiling....

The whole kitchen was sticky for days and we kept finding new bits for at least a week, it was somehow inside drawers and everything! Next day DM had to tackle my hair, wasn't budging so she ended up taking me to the hairdressers and asking them to just wash and wash until it was gone. I was kind of delirious the whole time and never thought it was real, either I forgot or I would mention again this weird dream I had

On the plus side, the kitchen smelled nice

I'm now a religious checker of medicine dates and write date opened on the lid/label

I’m incredibly clumsy but this one definitely wasn’t my fault.
My daughter and husband lived two doors away and brought her new bread maker for me to try.
So, I made the dough. Popped it in the bradmaker , switched it on and we retired to lounge to watch the tv.
Can’t reme how much time passed , maybe an hour, but her husband appeared in the lounge shouting...can’t you smell that?
Err no, but could see lots of black smoke.
It would appear that the dough had overflowed the container and was smouldering, burning or whatever as I didn’t get close enough to look resulting in all the smoke.

Neither of us have owned a bread maker since....I dread to think what would have happened if I’d put it on at bedtime or gone out for the day.

No, I’ll just stick to dropping a plant on the floor when I’m watering it and digging soil out of my relatively new pale laminate floor.

Brilliant thread

I was putting the shelves from my oven in the huge plastic bag you get with Ovenpride. The bag was faulty and the acidic liquid went over my hands (hadn't bothered with the gloves...) and all down my front. I abandoned it to rinse my skin thoroughly. While doing that, the liquid dripped down two kitchen cupboard doors. I sorted everything out, wiped up all the spillage etc. Within a few days the cupboard fronts began to warp and swell where the acid had got in the joints. This was a brand new kitchen! I had to go shamefaced back to my builder to get me some new fronts. He thought it was funny. I didn't. I always check the soaking bag very carefully before use now, and i do the soaking in the garage.

Another one. Waking in the middle of the night with indigestion, in the dark I picked up the bottle of Gaviscon from the side and shook it. The top wasn't on properly. I turned the light on and me, the bedding and even the dog was covered in pink gunk. It was the expression on her face as it slowly dripped off her ears.

It's very comforting reading these as I could fill this thread on my own

Also share the beanbag woes, DC1 had a huge beanbag in his bedroom and when he was a toddler we thought it would be hilarious to pretend to stuff him inside it The ear hooverer couldn't get the bead out and we had to go to ENT

When we moved in to our house we "made do" until we could afford to decorate/carpet etc. The same day years later that we finally did our bedroom (painted walls and new carpet!) I dropped an open bottle of nail polish over the carpet. Two days later I tripped and flung a glass of vimto all over the white wall.

Once I (no idea how) knocked a load of bottles of port off a shelf in Sainsbury's. It was like my arm thought I had suddenly become a Zombie and just flung itself out. I'm sure bystanders thought I did it deliberately

Even worse than wounding my children and ruining my bedroom, once removed bags of shopping from the back footwell of my car, didn't realise a bottle of milk had rolled out under the front seat. Very hot weekend and when I went back in the car on Monday morning, the stench actually made me gip Even worse, it was a £££ company car so I actually had to deal with and couldn't just shut the door and sell the car immediately as I would have done otherwise

I thought about this thread last night....

Bean bag needs filling, got a massive bag of beads. Decided the easiest way would be to open the zip on the bean bag and shove in the top of the refill bag and tip in.

It really isn't the best way of doing it. Why do they jump around and stick to you?

I once put a duvet cover and some other bits in our washing machine (very old has an incredible spin! This is relevant!) I clearly didnt button up the duvet cover because the washing machine shook so much knocking off the litre bottle of lemonade off (washing machine in outhouse which is cold so we stored drinks in there in winter. I clearly didnt think to move it before putting a wash on) which then exploded and covered everything including the boiler, washing basket, gas and electric meters and my friends jet wash which id borrowed. Everything was sticky for weeks.

Left ds2 in a supermarket trolly too close to the shelf. He managed to pull off a bottle of Shloer. When it hit the floor the end shot off and drenched me, ds1 and ds2. Wiped what I could off of all of us with blanky and went to find a member of staff to tell them ‘someone’ has knocked a bottle off the shelf and there’s a bit of a puddle small lake

Beanbags clearly are the work of the devil. I want to go on Dragon's Den with a better idea than those fucking irritating polystyrene balls

I dropped a 5 litre tin ( the really big ones) of paint once and it spilt all over the loading bay at work. 5l of paint goes a loooong way

I managed to smash a huge jar of beetroot in sweet vinegar on the floor in Sainsburys. I was at the self service till and it was caught under something else in my (extremely full) basket. Pulled that out, huge crash, beetroot everywhere...

It was so embarrassing but they were so nice about it, wouldn't let me help clean it, went and got another jar, etc. I'm very careful with jars now, beetroot especially.