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What's the Worst Thing You've Ever Done?

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Originally posted by: JakwoW
There was one kid in highschool that my buddy and I tried to befriend. This kid was a nerd, had few friends, etc. We affectionately gave him the nickname "Buttsex Nick." No, I don't know why. It just seemed to fit. Anyway, we hung out sometimes, played basketball with the kid during gym, etc, all was well. . .

About a year later, Buttsex Nick was raped by the track team he joined. For some reason, the Seniors decided it would be a good idea to haze the n00bs by sticking markers(sharpies), fingers, the back ends of screwdrivers, etc into their asses. It was a whole commotion. Well, BS Nick was devistated by this, and when 20/20 came to town to report on the incident, this kid decided it would be a good idea to spill his guts.

So here we are, watching this kid crying on 20/20 during the evening news, and it hit me that maybe we prophesied BS Nick's hardships.

I guess it wasn't directly my fault, but, I still feel bad for calling him names. He wasn't that bad of a kid.

I then found out that a couple years after graduating he went on a meth binge and ended up killing his ex gf in her lawn.

He is now in jail.

And is probably living up to his name even more.

Holy shit. I would feel terrible...
 
One time while I was still in high-school there was a kegger at a park a pretty long ways away. Don't ask why it was at a park... I guess nobodies parents where out of town that weekend.

Anyway, I drove my car with one other friend who didn't drink much at that point. I got pretty loaded, and decided that he would have to drive for me. We had pretty much no idea where we were, so he pulled out and decided to turn my car around... he backs RIGHT into the drivers side door of some kids BMW M3. We look at each other in horror and just drove off. I never found out who's car it was because there were so many M3's at my school...

I guess I don't really feel bad, I'm just glad I didn't get caught.
 
I shot this little bitty bird at my cabin ages ago from a good 50-60 feet away. I did not think I would hit it at all, because I had been shooting cans and whatnot at very far distances all day and I had been missing (the damn bb's were dropping in mid air). So as this bird is flying around I aimlessly shoot at it...and low and behold it flutters to the ground. I walk over to it and took a good look at the bird as it was bleeding....then it just toppled over and died. I felt pretty bad about that... I also hooked my sister in the eye lid when I was fishing once (stupid ass decided to walk up behind me on the dock as sneakily as she could)...I took a cast and YANK right in here eye lid... she was fine, but man, a centimeter any other direction would have nailed her in the eye ball im sure.

on the fishing topic...I fished a lot when I was younger at my cabin, and I got into this habit where if the stupid sun fish would eat my hook I would take a hatchet to them and get my hook back. I did it to a lot of fish, granted there were thousands in that lake, it could have looked bad if I had a psychiatrist or something.

When I lived in Chanhassen (we moved every 3-4 years for some reason...bigger houses at least)....I had a neighbor kid named Vinny and Montana, I became pretty good friends with the both of them, but Montana was probably 4 years older then me and Vinny was probably 6-7 years older then me ... at the time I was 9 or so ... we were playing street hockey with montana, vinny, my sister, me and montana took a shot at vinny (vinny was goalie) and he missed...somehow, afterwords, they got into this heated argument about some bullshit (they allways got into fights) and vinny cracks the hockey stick over montanas back..over and over and over again. Me being 9, I had no idea what to do...so I just walked home with my sister.... I moved a few years later to Eden Prairie and I found out (from a few old friends in Chan/Chaska) that vinny had a really bad accident and is paralyzed from the neck down....not sure what happened to montana.

sorry, those were mostly stories, haha.
 
Originally posted by: ViviTheMage
I shot this little bitty bird at my cabin ages ago from a good 50-60 feet away. I did not think I would hit it at all, because I had been shooting cans and whatnot at very far distances all day and I had been missing (the damn bb's were dropping in mid air). So as this bird is flying around I aimlessly shoot at it...and low and behold it flutters to the ground. I walk over to it and took a good look at the bird as it was bleeding....then it just toppled over and died. I felt pretty bad about that... I also hooked my sister in the eye lid when I was fishing once (stupid ass decided to walk up behind me on the dock as sneakily as she could)...I took a cast and YANK right in here eye lid... she was fine, but man, a centimeter any other direction would have nailed her in the eye ball im sure.

on the fishing topic...I fished a lot when I was younger at my cabin, and I got into this habit where if the stupid sun fish would eat my hook I would take a hatchet to them and get my hook back. I did it to a lot of fish, granted there were thousands in that lake, it could have looked bad if I had a psychiatrist or something.

When I lived in Chanhassen (we moved every 3-4 years for some reason...bigger houses at least)....I had a neighbor kid named Vinny and Montana, I became pretty good friends with the both of them, but Montana was probably 4 years older then me and Vinny was probably 6-7 years older then me ... at the time I was 9 or so ... we were playing street hockey with montana, vinny, my sister, me and montana took a shot at vinny (vinny was goalie) and he missed...somehow, afterwords, they got into this heated argument about some bullshit (they allways got into fights) and vinny cracks the hockey stick over montanas back..over and over and over again. Me being 9, I had no idea what to do...so I just walked home with my sister.... I moved a few years later to Eden Prairie and I found out (from a few old friends in Chan/Chaska) that vinny had a really bad accident and is paralyzed from the neck down....not sure what happened to montana.

sorry, those were mostly stories, haha.

Oh man I was fishing in a little aluminum boat one time and I had to piss . . . for those of you who have ever pissed over the side of a small boat, you know how much coordination it takes to perform this task. As i was relieving myself, I saw my pole move. I reached down and grabbed it and reeled it in, only to find a sunfish on the end. In the process I managed to piss all over myself, so I was a little upset. . . I'm not going to finish this story actually, but use your imagination. Any shrink probably would have had a fun time with me too. I don't think it's unnatural to hate those little bastard sunfish though.

 
Originally posted by: JakwoW
Originally posted by: ViviTheMage
I shot this little bitty bird at my cabin ages ago from a good 50-60 feet away. I did not think I would hit it at all, because I had been shooting cans and whatnot at very far distances all day and I had been missing (the damn bb's were dropping in mid air). So as this bird is flying around I aimlessly shoot at it...and low and behold it flutters to the ground. I walk over to it and took a good look at the bird as it was bleeding....then it just toppled over and died. I felt pretty bad about that... I also hooked my sister in the eye lid when I was fishing once (stupid ass decided to walk up behind me on the dock as sneakily as she could)...I took a cast and YANK right in here eye lid... she was fine, but man, a centimeter any other direction would have nailed her in the eye ball im sure.

on the fishing topic...I fished a lot when I was younger at my cabin, and I got into this habit where if the stupid sun fish would eat my hook I would take a hatchet to them and get my hook back. I did it to a lot of fish, granted there were thousands in that lake, it could have looked bad if I had a psychiatrist or something.

When I lived in Chanhassen (we moved every 3-4 years for some reason...bigger houses at least)....I had a neighbor kid named Vinny and Montana, I became pretty good friends with the both of them, but Montana was probably 4 years older then me and Vinny was probably 6-7 years older then me ... at the time I was 9 or so ... we were playing street hockey with montana, vinny, my sister, me and montana took a shot at vinny (vinny was goalie) and he missed...somehow, afterwords, they got into this heated argument about some bullshit (they allways got into fights) and vinny cracks the hockey stick over montanas back..over and over and over again. Me being 9, I had no idea what to do...so I just walked home with my sister.... I moved a few years later to Eden Prairie and I found out (from a few old friends in Chan/Chaska) that vinny had a really bad accident and is paralyzed from the neck down....not sure what happened to montana.

sorry, those were mostly stories, haha.

Oh man I was fishing in a little aluminum boat one time and I had to piss . . . for those of you who have ever pissed over the side of a small boat, you know how much coordination it takes to perform this task. As i was relieving myself, I saw my pole move. I reached down and grabbed it and reeled it in, only to find a sunfish on the end. In the process I managed to piss all over myself, so I was a little upset. . . I'm not going to finish this story actually, but use your imagination. Any shrink probably would have had a fun time with me too. I don't think it's unnatural to hate those little bastard sunfish though.

I am glad someone agrees! but man, when you know there are ooodles of sunfish...a big large mouth bass is BOUND to come over and destroy those little guys and nab the bait!
 
Originally posted by: Stumps
hmmm

I signed a court order that removes any parental rights that my fiancee (possibly ex-fiancee, I haven't heard from her since new years day) has to our baby daughter forever, to prevent her parents from trying to get custody of my daughter and take her to England.

I know that if Michelle was in a "normal" state she would be absolutely crushed.

I did the right thing for my daughter but I will live with the guilt of what I've done for the rest of my life.

Man...I remember your story...how is everything going?
 
Originally posted by: Nutdotnet
Originally posted by: Stumps
hmmm

I signed a court order that removes any parental rights that my fiancee (possibly ex-fiancee, I haven't heard from her since new years day) has to our baby daughter forever, to prevent her parents from trying to get custody of my daughter and take her to England.

I know that if Michelle was in a "normal" state she would be absolutely crushed.

I did the right thing for my daughter but I will live with the guilt of what I've done for the rest of my life.

Man...I remember your story...how is everything going?

things could be better but I'm not complaining...much 😛

I haven't heard from Michelle since here break down, but Emily is doing fine, she is just starting to stand up and walk (she is a bit over 9 months old).

The legal side of things is starting to drag on a bit.

I wish that Michelle was here to see Emily growing up, she is missing out on a lot of special things.

As for me, well I've taken a couple of months off from work to recover from a bad car accident that I had a month and a half ago and to spend some time with Emily.
 
After my ex decided to tell me, after originally swearing the opposite, that she was pregnant a week after I began my three months in France, I am on the way to becoming the deadbeat dad I swore to never subject my children to. In my defense, though, she is keeping the child out of spite (self-admitted), which how can this child, then, ever have a good life? God, this depresses me to no end.
 
Originally posted by: jandrewsouch that is pretty bad!

I think people who are just pointing out violent stories that they are actually proud of are missing the point, post shame dangit shame!!!
Some of the violent stories involve people defending themselves against bullies, etc., when they were kids. I wholeheartedly approve.
 
Originally posted by: 2Xtreme21
After my ex decided to tell me, after originally swearing the opposite, that she was pregnant a week after I began my three months in France, I am on the way to becoming the deadbeat dad I swore to never subject my children to. In my defense, though, she is keeping the child out of spite (self-admitted), which how can this child, then, ever have a good life? God, this depresses me to no end.

Shit, man. That is hardcore.
 
I don't rank up with you guys on any of this at all, but there's only a few things that I remember regretting, and here's one:

I was in 5th grade, if that, and in this summer camp, we were going to Great Times (huge arcade, go karting, etc.) for a day and so they gave us a certain amount of tokens and stuff, but I wanted more, so I took $20 from my mom's wallet without saying anything before I left for it. I put $20 back this summer though 😛

Oh, and once, I thought it would be interesting to see just how strong the garage door is, and so I typed the password in on the keypad, and then fought against it as it was pushing the garage down. I broke the motor, and then told my dad that it just wasn't opening and I didn't do anything. I should probably clean this up with him sometime 😛

You guys have done some pretty cruel stuff heh
 
Same thing as the last ten times this question was asked:

When I was in the Navy I got drunk and nailed a whore over in Greece.
Been tested many times since and always pop up negative, so either she was clean (unlikely) or I wasnt so drunk I forgot to bring a super-thick condom out with me that night.

Thats the worst I've ever done and only because I know other folks dont think too highly of such activities.
I'm not ashamed and dont feel any regret for it.
 
Yesterday my boss and I were testing out ContentWatch on his PC and he kept getting a TCP/IP Winsock error after the post-install reboot. I told him to try cmd: C:\>netsh int ip reset c:\newstack.log. After that all his custom network settings were blown away and his VPN stopped working.
 
Originally posted by: NuclearNed
When I was a junior-high aged kid growing up in Indiana, there was a real troublemaker of a kid named David who liked to torment me to no end. I was always bigger than him, but I have always had a laid-back personality, so I just took the physical and verbal abuse while despising him every second.

Unfortunately for David, he lived on the other side of a high hedge from the church where my Dad was a minister.

One afternoon my Dad made me go to work with him, so I hung out in the churchyard climbing things. It was getting late in the day, and I was getting extremely bored. It was right about then that I first heard David's mother call him in for supper. David didn't answer, which probably meant he was riding his dirt bike a few blocks away.

I'm not usually a calculating, evil-minded person, and I can't remember the exact circumstances surrounding that day, but lets just say that on that particular afternoon I came to the quick decision that a little revenge on my nemesis was way past due.

I gambled on the fact that junior-high aged boys more or less have similar sounding voices, and yelled back something like "If it is agreeable with you, dearest Mother, I would rather not attend supper tonight", except 97%% more vulgar, 89%% angrier, and 100% more obscenity laden. His mother responded in kind: "Why, dearly beloved son, come on in - I've fixed your favorite meal!", except without the motherly kindness, the normal human decency, and without all that 'favorite meal' crap.

Our exchange went back and forth several times. I think eventually I could hear her making her way around the hedge to catch 'David' in person and administer a little pissed-off-behemoth-of-an-Indiana-mother justice. Naturally, by the time she got around, I was long gone.

I can only begin to imagine the beating David took that night. Even now, 25+ years later, I have to pause and chuckle a little bit.

when i was a kid my dad would do the same thing. hes a bit twisted. my daughter has also joked about doing that hen she hears people yelling for their kids.


i have no real horror stories to tell (that im willing to let out at least).
 
Originally posted by: Steve
Yesterday my boss and I were testing out ContentWatch on his PC and he kept getting a TCP/IP Winsock error after the post-install reboot. I told him to try cmd: C:\>netsh int ip reset c:\newstack.log. After that all his custom network settings were blown away and his VPN stopped working.

OH NOES YOURE GOING TO HELL
 
My old house had a gravelled-in porch area in our back yard, near some ponds down a hill. Every spring/summer we'd get a lot of toads or frogs up in our yard at night to be near the bugs on our porch.

I used to pick up frogs, hold them out at arm's length, and spin in circles for 20 seconds or so, then chase them around the driveway to watch them hop sideways.

The bad stuff: I went through a brief period, probably around 10 years old or so, where I'd pick up a frog and throw it in the air as high as I could. The thud when it hit the pavement was really disgusting. Then one night my family was out taking a walk and I began shrieking that I'd stepped on and squashed a frog. I made my dad check the grassy area for almost 15 minutes looking for the frog I'd killed, but we never found anything - I think it had something to do with those several times I HAD killed those poor frogs.

I've never harmed a small animal since.
 
I was in Biology class sophomore year of high school, and by some stroke of luck virtually every mega-hottie my grade was in there too. Being cool was obviously of huge importance in this class.

I used to sit at a double lab desk next to my buddy Garth who was a stoner of great infamy. The classroom was old, and the chairs we sat on were huge and made of heavily varnished solid oak. One particularly quiet morning when our teacher was lecturing, I shifted my weight on the chair and released quite possibly the most thunderous fart of my life, sending the classroom into an absolute frenzy of laughter. Without missing a beat, I immediately turned to my buddy - who was clearly way too stoned to understand what had just happened - and yelled, "GARTH!!!!!"

It took him a minute to snap into consciousness, but there was no saving grace: everyone knew for certain it was Garth. :evil:

I saw him last winter (17 years after the fact) and we laughed about that for a good 20 minutes over a couple beers.
 
Originally posted by: hungfarover
I was in Biology class sophomore year of high school, and by some stroke of luck virtually every mega-hottie my grade was in there too. Being cool was obviously of huge importance in this class.

I used to sit at a double lab desk next to my buddy Garth who was a stoner of great infamy. The classroom was old, and the chairs we sat on were huge and made of heavily varnished solid oak. One particularly quiet morning when our teacher was lecturing, I shifted my weight on the chair and released quite possibly the most thunderous fart of my life, sending the classroom into an absolute frenzy of laughter. Without missing a beat, I immediately turned to my buddy - who was clearly way too stoned to understand what had just happened - and yelled, "GARTH!!!!!"

It took him a minute to snap into consciousness, but there was no saving grace: everyone knew for certain it was Garth. :evil:

I saw him last winter (17 years after the fact) and we laughed about that for a good 20 minutes over a couple beers.

stories like these never get old 🙂
 
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