Tiny disappointments in life

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Dh has just put on an episode of University Challenge. It disappoints me every time that the teams aren't actually sitting one on top of the other.

Cornish pasties bought at London stations. Every time it’s the triumph of hope over experience.

That feeling when you've started up the washing machine and find you've dropped a lone sock on the stairs....

The Mona Lisa. Tiny, dark painting (and behind lots of safety glass now).

school dinners - I was used to my mum’s wonderful cooking, I honestly didn’t know that food could taste horrible till I started school.

They had that cool cheesy centre with the crispy outside. And they were nice and small too. So glad you remember them :)

I strongly believe that our world is a lesser world without them.

I think it's unfair that we once had them but we are now deprived of them. Maybe it would have been better never to have had the opportunity to have them in the first place!🤔

Oh yes one of the most underwhelming experiences ever, lots of people crowding round....a tiny painting!

There’s another whole thread of weird eating habits to start! I eat Mars Bars by eating the bottom then folding the chocolate and caramel in two.

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all...

I eat all the biscuit from a Twix then roll the caramel into a ball and eat it in one go. I’ve done it since I was about 9.

But nothing compares to a Cheese Moment …

Recently devastated to learn that Heinz stopped making their treacle cake in a tin. Couldn't fix the machinery apparently. My life will never be the same😔

That I can't iron my work shirts without dropping the iron, hot side down, onto the floor or burning my fingers. Guess which it was this time?

If it was a fitted carpet or I didn't have spare tiles in the garage, this would be a full-on screaming fit and not a tiny disappointment. I don't care how much carpet tiles look like office flooring, they protect me from the flooring-related consequences of my autism-related coordination difficulties.

Next time I buy shirts, they will be those crinkly-by-design ones from Seasalt.

I once tried a Lush Christmas Pudding bath bomb. It smelt sooooo good. Plopped it in the water, the room smelt so Christmassy.
DH came in to hand me my book I had left downstairs and he recoiled in horror at me, sitting in a bath of what looked like dirty brown toilet water, It is a wonder I didn’t break my neck getting out the bath so fast once he pointed it out, I couldn’t stay in!

Oh I remember those. They were fabulous.

I genuinely thought that Crystal Palace was indeed a palace made of crystals.
I couldn't have been more wrong.

Not tiny but I was very disappointed by Venice.

We were there for a day and most of the beautiful buildings were behind giant tarps for renovation. Also disappointed that the big tower in the main square only dates from around 1910 or something.

We lived in the Netherlands at the time so the canals weren't a novelty either.

Tbf, you weren’t far wrong…The Original Crystal Palace was a huge iron and glass structure which housed the great exhibition in Hyde park and was then relocated to Penge. Sadly it burnt down before WW2.

I had the opposite experience. Venice was so much more than I expected. The tower fell down in 1910 but was rebuilt from the rubble! It is much older.

😂

Seahorses!!

I genuinely thought they were rideable. Can you imagine my disappointment when a tiny weeny little creature appeared at the aquarium?

The lone sock on the stairs! It happens every time.

My pet hate is going upstairs at midnight to realise I've forgotten to put the clean bed linen on after washing it earlier.

My version of this is stripping the bed and taking the sheets down to wash them, then forgetting to go back up and get the fresh sheets§ out from under the bed to put them on. I come to go to bed and am faced with the bare electric blanket.

§: No tumble dryer so I need two sets of sheets.

Yeah going to bed, dog tired, to be greeted by a naked bed has actually made me cry in the past!

When someone waves at you and they are waving at someone else.

But it’s too late … you’ve already waved back and now you look like a twat.