Nice things that have immediately been ruined

[riverpebbles]

I have loads. But two in particular come to mind.

1. Spent ages choosing a long down coat. Extremely indecisive but also v cold with ds playing football, so this was painful. Then within a week caught it on barbed wire and ripped it. Not badly, mended it invisibly, but the RAGE.

2. New kitchen installed (about 15 years ago) - always going to be stressful. Heavily pregnant, plus my DH got proper flu, so it was two weeks of hell. Within two weeks, I found a bag of potatoes that had rotted and the resulting revolting fluid had seeped right into the lowest shelf of the wall cabinet - you know, the bit that forms part of the structure.

My grandmother mailed me a lovely new shirt for my birthday. I used a pair of scissors to cut the packaging. Managed to slice a triangle off the edge of the shirt. When I unfolded the shirt and put it on - there was a perfect little square in the exact location where my left nipple could hang out!

DH used to work in outdoor retail. He was unpacking a delivery one day, used a penknife to open a big box, and sliced through half a dozen brand new sleeping bags.

Every day on my way to work, I would sit on the upper deck of the bus and wait for the moment where I would see this lovely dress in the shop window. It was a blue and white wraparound dress, with a fitted top and poofy skirt part. Every day I would admire it until one day I bit the bullet and bought it.

I wore it back home. My brother and dad snigger and say I look like Obelix (it was stripy blue and white stripes). I never wore it again.

New big limestone fireplace. Not cheap. DH was fixing the skirting board back on at the side. Swung his hammer and took a huge chunk out the leg of the fireplace.

those that have broken lovely things try "Repair shop" specially if it has a tear jerking back story

@hungrywalrus

Every day on my way to work, I would sit on the upper deck of the bus and wait for the moment where I would see this lovely dress in the shop window. It was a blue and white wraparound dress, with a fitted top and poofy skirt part. Every day I would admire it until one day I bit the bullet and bought it.

I wore it back home. My brother and dad snigger and say I look like Obelix (it was stripy blue and white stripes). I never wore it again.

Reminds me of a time I bought a leather jacket. It was pretty expensive but I knew I'd wear it a lot so would be worth the money. I wore it twice and two different people asked if I was a lesbian? Wtf. So I kept it in the wardrobe for a few years, tried again and was asked again by someone completely different again if I was a lesbian. Gave it to a charity shop in the end. Nothing against lesbians at all I just didn't want to answer that question every time I wore it. Still don't know what about the jacket screamed lesbian ahoy. Or if it was just me in a standard leather jacket that obviously stated it.

Bloody weird and I've never had a leather jacket since.

This sint the point of the thread but I do wonder whether anyone has claimed on insurance for these various accidental damages. Obviously it often isn't worth the hassle or you might not be able to afford the excess, but some of them seem like they might qualify (although obviously I don't know anything).

@CorsicaDreaming no I haven't but I will do now. Thank you

My dad got a kindle for Christmas. Was a surprise and he was really pleased. As he began to pack up his presents to take them home it slipped through his hands and smashed on the floor.

Couldn't read it all they broke my heart!

A few years back. Bought an iPad and the same day I proudly unwrapped it I dropped it on the slate kitchen floor and smashed the corner of the screen.

@riverpebbles I was wondering this too. We’re going to need new flooring in the kitchen soon and I’m SO nervous about it.

Many years ago, dh and I bought a brand new, red velvet three piece suite. Friend visited with sitting-up baby, gave him a bit of banana, which of course he smushed into the sofa. Stain never came out, but fortunately I could just flip the cushion.

Echoing a pp, friends came to visit us in a beautiful house we were renting for a year. Gorgeous drawing room (yeah, that posh), French doors to garden, we picnicked outdoors and moved in as the evening grew chilly. The floor was polished wood and I had bought a cream rug, friend spilled a glass of red wine all over it. But it was only £40 from IKEA so I wasn't heart broken. Poor friend was mortified.

@hungrywalrus

Every day on my way to work, I would sit on the upper deck of the bus and wait for the moment where I would see this lovely dress in the shop window. It was a blue and white wraparound dress, with a fitted top and poofy skirt part. Every day I would admire it until one day I bit the bullet and bought it.

I wore it back home. My brother and dad snigger and say I look like Obelix (it was stripy blue and white stripes). I never wore it again.

Amazing how a comment like that instantly puts you off something!

I bought a stylish (I thought) camel coat. Wore it one Christmas out with friends. Their son asked “Cheshire why are you wearing a boy’s coat?” And laughed.

Never worn it since

Meant to say and everyone laughed

Brand new carpet, 3 days old. DH let the dog run over it with muddy paws. He did the same to the brand new sofa and foot stool. Also my side of the bed time and time again. Dog not allowed anywhere but his own bed and the dog shelf (floor) but DH stupidly feels sorry for him so allows him everywhere. I work my arse off to get the lounge decorated (it was a shell for 5 years) and it was ruined within 3 days.
In a temper DS kicked a football at new blinds and they are permanently dented.

@Buggersticks

Years ago. Brand new car, had it 3 weeks. Never had one from the factory before. So proud. Supermarket carpark, very windy day. Someone's trolley or car door must've been blown suddenly and I came out to a huge scrape and dent all the way down the passenger door. I was off the scale angry. Just couldn't in myself to pay the fortune to have it fixed. Even now, on windy days I park way away from everyone in a carpark. I'd rather walk another 50 yards to the shop.

That happened to DH, except that he was standing by the car and a woman had just pushed her trolley away when she’d finished loading. It was really windy and it blew straight into the car he’d only had for two weeks, denting a panel really badly.

That happened to DH, except that he was standing by the car and a woman had just pushed her trolley away when she’d finished loading. It was really windy and it blew straight into the car he’d only had for two weeks, denting a panel really badly.

Have to admit I’m always extra careful for this reason. I tend to hook one of my feet underneath the trolley and steady it regularly with one hand when I’m unloading, especially if there’s a bit of a slope or it’s windy.

I have a funny one. I bought a beautiful black silk camisole top to wear on a weekend away, I only took one outfit to wear in the evening. I saw it had those annoying hanger ribbons inside so quickly snipped them off with nail scissors. But it was the straps I'd cut off. Oops.

@HelenWick you could get creative with the fix for that and put a couple of snazzy little diamanté buttons on the reattached bits.

Remembered this thread today. Sadly this is because our brand new (one week old) mains powered day/night roller blinds were pushed in very slightly as they were rolling up, so the weight bar caught on the door handle and the fabric tore like tissue paper.

To repair this, both massive blinds have to be sent back to the manufacturer to ensure proper alignment of the FUCKING stripes.

Oh no!! DD has had a new iPhone for Christmas, it has 2 cracks in the screen already, ugh.

We had 2 brand-new leather settees, had had them about a fortnight. GDs came round, ate pizzas (we weren't in at the time), and one put her greasy fingers along one settee. Ruined. I wanted to kill her

We live rurally and our district plan is quite specific about what activities can be conducted here.

so the neighbours behind us bought elsewhere and rented the cottage out. However the younger adult son moved into one of the sheds and mummy paid for a “sound recording studio” outside. Only thing it actually opens up as a stage so Saturday night until 11pm we were blasted son’s band playing live, to no audience.

to add to that, they have also started to fit out all the rural sheds into flats and have brought in several portable buildings which are being used as accomodation. The main ones have been positioned to look directly into our place and there’s now no where to be without seeing these eye sores and being watched.

FIL came to help us drill a shelf into the bathroom we had just finished completely refurbishing.
Drilled through the hit water pipe that was on a pump. So hit water pumping out. Took ages to turn it off so much of bathroom finished. No water and had the kids to bath. FIL rushed home for dinner. Took us three days to get a plumber.