What's the weirdest thing you've done that you look back and think 'WTF did I do that for?'

[BarbaraVineFan]

I'll start - when I was in my first long term relationship at the fairly advanced age of 24, my partner and I used to regularly cook our dinner, then take it up to bed on a tray and sit there watching TV eating our dinner like Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory! No discernible reason, there was a perfectly good telly and sofa downstairs 😐 I have no idea why we did it! Anyone else got something similarly weird to share?

You’d be amused to know that when we went to Sri Lanka a few years ago and visited a tea plantation, one of the teas they were selling was a ‘coffee flavoured’ one. Weird, weird, weird - but apparently not unheard of.

This made me LOL. But why do you work in a disused hospital?

In the past, definitely marrying my ex. In the present, DP and I stay in the cinema to watch the credits and look out for the Covid Coordinator 😳

Parachute jump. The second one was terrifying. Not so bad after that.

I'm cringing remembering this one from when I was about 22. I suffer from hyperhydrosis and hot and humid weather makes my hands really clammy and cold (I know, I'm a catch). I try to avoid shaking hands if I can when it's really hot as it's embarrassing. Anyway, one day I'd just got home from work (on a really really hot August day) and was parking my car in the communal car park outside my block of flats. Someone had just moved into the flat below me and he was also just coming in from work. We hadn't actually spoken to each other at that point yet.

He came over to introduce himself and put his hand out for me to shake it. Well, in a split second I had a little panic about my clammy hands and how to avoid shaking his hand without seeming rude (he seemed a friendly chap). And what solution did my mind come up with? I proffered him my hand that had my car keys in because my stupid brain thought that it would be better for him to touch my car keys than my sweaty palm. That's right - I pressed my car keys into his palm, looked him in the eye, shook his hand and told him my name, in a wierd 70s swinger party type of way.

To be fair, he never batted an eyelid but as I went up the stairs to my flat, I thought to myself, "Shit, he'll think I was trying to swap car keys, that I was giving him a secret signal." I could never look him in the eye again and used to avoid him if I heard his flat door open.

This has absolutely killed me 😂

When I first went to university, dripping wet behind the ears, there was a chap in the same hall of residence who said casually in conversation at the dinner table that he would be flattered if a girl asked him out. A couple of the other girls who were present dared me to invite him to a group night out. I did, and he accepted. Neither of us fancied the other, neither of us had half a clue about flirting, we had nothing in common to talk about, the meal wasn't a problem with a dozen or so people round the table, but when we all went on to a disco he sat in a corner scowling with his arms folded and I felt as if I had to stay with him rather than enjoy myself on the dance floor since I'd invited him. Possibly the longest two or three hours of my life.

I discovered later that although he appeared shy and geeky he was expected to find a wife with family money at her back, and for a while I cringed as I imagined him telling his posh friends hilarious tales of being asked out by a working class girl from an unglamorous town who actually thought she might be a contender for his affection.

@CurlyhairedAssassin i mean swapping car keys isn’t a thing - he wouldn’t have though that. How do you get through life overthinking so much

I had 2 bamboo canes taped together to turn off my bedroom light as I didn’t have a bedside lamp as there wasn’t a socket that side of my bedroom. Crazy times I’d forgotten all about it 😂

Crying at 'eating towels' 😂

Stayed with the evil ex as long as I did (luckily we're talking months, not decades).

Moved to Greater Manchester (sorry, Greater Manchester, but you're really, really, really hard work in so many ways. Or maybe it's just my ignorant, incompetent witch of a boss and my beyond batty employer??)

As a very shy teenager, I was on the bus with my dog when a handsome young guy started chatting to me and making a fuss of the dog. Unfortunately the dog was a very bad traveller and was sick on the floor. I reacted by taking off the lovely mohair cardigan my mum had knitted and mopping up the sick with it. I got off at the next stop and walked the couple of miles home. Still not sure why I did that.

When I was about 20 I had a part time job in a shop for a couple of weeks then I decided one day when I went in that I didn't want to work there anymore. I told my boss but hadn't prepared to think of a reason as to why I was leaving. So when she asked I just pointed out of the shop to the shop opposite and said oh I've got a job in there. She asked when I started and I said I start right now.

It was in a shopping centre so the distance between the 2 shops was very short, they had floor to ceiling windows and you could see into the shop from the one I was leaving.

Anyway so I handed in my uniform and walked straight over to my "new job", conscious the whole time that my boss and another colleague were watching to see me "take up my new job" in the new shop. I didn't know what to do and just sort of browsed and trying to look like I was already working there, kind of tidying clothes rails. Then I just walked out and past my ex colleagues who were still just standing there watching me.

Well it's the whole stereotype of throwing your car keys in a bowl and then picking someone else's out, isn't it? Or do they not do that anymore?!

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether he thought it was a swinger's sign or not, if someone shook my hand and pressed a car key into it rather than simply swap it to the other hand I would think they were rather weird.

I once jumped in front of a moving car to cadge a lift from a complete stranger. It was snowing and the buses weren't going but I was determined to go on a night out with my friends who lived in the city. Luckily the car was going very slowly because of the snow and the elderly lady driving it was very nice and gave me a lift to the train station. Bloody stupid thing to do, from multiple angles.

As a teen, I worked in a video shop. Right outside the shop was a phone box. We would ring the box with all sorts of stupid nonsense when people answered. But the funniest of all was we stuck coins to the floor to watch people try to pick them up. And while they were doing so, one of us.....staff....would drop water balloons from the top floor. The shop had a huge disused living area above. Dreadful behaviour thinking back.

I was in a pop video dressed as a cartoon character. We were number one for weeks and turned on the lights at Chelmsford.

When I was living in a house share this guy came round to fix a high up window. He was stood on a ladder chatting to me and talk got around to old TV programmes on cable channels. So I said, that I loved watching The Sweeney and he went "oh yeah great" which I took to mean that he was a fan. So I yelled "YOU SLAAAAAG" thinking we could do that amusing thing you do where you trade TV quotes. No. He nearly fell off his ladder in alarm and said "I'm sorry??! What?" And suddenly our rapprochement was gone. He didn't even want a cup of tea.

When I was about 6 my parents took me to Disney and I accidentally got lost. Got found by some lovely staff who let me go to the front of the queues of the rides to console me whilst they tried to find my parents.

I was having so much of a good time not waiting in the queues that what when my parents finally did track me down I swore blind I’d never seen them before in my life. My mother got carted away by security/staff and my dad had to go all the way back to the hotel to get our passports to prove I was in fact their child.

I’ve never lived it down and cringe thinking about it to this day 😂

When I was a child my Nan was what she called 'a tea belly' and always had a pot of stewed tea under a cosy on the go. My cousin assured me he knew how to make coffee - a spoonful of Mellow Birds topped up with stewed tea from the pot. We tried it and failed to understand why the grown ups drank it and never spoke of it again ....

@penguinxoxo OMG your poor parents! That is HILARIOUSLY awful!

Mine - when I was about 9 or 10, my cousins and sister and I were playing in the garden with the hose pipe and paddling pool and whatnot. I climbed on the climbing frame, fell off, tore a strip out of my hand which bled like a bastard.

However, instead of telling someone, I just went and sat in the paddling pool and bled into it . I was too embarrassed to tell my mum (I don't know why. I was often embarrassed to admit when I'd done something 'wrong' even though I wouldn't have been told off for it).

I ended up having to get stitches in it but by that point I'd been sitting bleeding in the pool I still - at 40 - have a great big scar running down my palm!

Many many things.

One that is sort of sweet though, when I was 3/4 I shoved a button up my nose. Apparently I told people all day about this button but no one believed me until much later when finally someone had a look and there it was.

I had no clue what periods were and was so embarrassed when they started I didn't tell anyone I wore bicycle shorts to contain things and then binned them after.

When out drinking outside a 7/11 in Indonesia I decided a lift home with a random man on his motorbike was great idea.

Stuck my finger in a lightbulb socket...just to see "what it felt like" 😬 (as a child might I add)