What have you broken while out in public?

Wind….especially after a curry dinner! :¬(

A shit ton of promises.

Okay does this count? I had some leftover bread from a sandwich i’d just made. I threw it in the garden, for the birds you see. I forgot to keep hold of the plate though, smashed on the garden path. I mean, it’s not in public but it’s the best I got.

I broke my ankle whilst practising football in the local park, had to be carried all the way home by my mates. Two holding my shoulders, two holding my legs.
so embarassing, specially having my legs held like that…

A tray full of cafeteria dishes.

When I was having my pictures taken for my senior year of high school, I tripped over a wire and broke a huge, expensive camera.

I also just broke arm over the weekend while I was out with some friends. I’m such a klutz!

One day I was feeling rather sad, when I saw a rainbow in the sky. I was busy looking at the rainbow, and feeling better, when I tripped over a rock and broke my toe.

@noelleptc I was pretty intoxicated at the time and I was at my brother’s gun shop trying to help clean up. I was trying to put some ammo in a giant room in the back and the door is very heavy, so my arm got stuck and it snapped my fucking ulna.

My aunt and I were in the middle of a crowded restaurant at lunch time. As I walked to the counter to order my purse caught on a water dispenser, it probably held about two gallons of water. My purse pulled it off the counter and the tap broke. Another customer grabbed it really quickly and said What’s happening here! What’s happening? and I said you’re holding it upside down! The water was pouring out, all over his pants and shoes. It was really crowded and I think he thought he had knocked it off. I just went ahead to the counter and ordered. To this day, if my aunt can’t get a jar open or her key in the door, she will say all panicked “What’s happening here!’

Two fingers, a hand, three toes (two more at home), a home-made bike treadmill, the car (right after getting my permit, doncha know) a commercial-grade oven window, traffic laws, some dozens of chicken bones.

@Nullo Did ya live? 0_0

On my 19th birthday, I went to a bar for the first time. The bartender handed me my drink, and the glass was wet and I dropped it. It smashed on the floor and everyone went “OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” (I later learned that they do that at that bar every time something gets broken.) The bartender made me a new one because it was my birthday.

I broke wind in public on many occasions

@noelleptc lol aaaaw. that’s kinda funny though, destroying the whole detector. XD

@Fiddle_Playing_Creole_Bastard That sucks. :( Musta been rather embarrassing.

Hearts.

Two fingers and several laws.

@queenie Had that all happened at once instead of sequentially, I would not be here to tell the tale. :D

I was a a garage sell, and there was a shelving unit filled with cheap plates and glass sets. I turned around to meet a gigantic bumble bee, and I tripped over a sprinkler head and knocked down the unit and broke most of the dishes.
And to make matters worst, the old lady made me pull weeds and clean her basement.

A couple of jars of tomato sauce at the grocery store.

My baby toe, while walking over a stony path going to an outdoor concert. Ouch!

A drunk’s nose.

My neighbor and I were goofing off one night, and for whatever reason, decided it would be fun to throw rocks at the street lamp. So we did that for a while, claiming points whenever we hit it, and then after a while one shatters the pane. The light flickers a bit while making a buzzing sound and fizzes out. It was pitch dark now, so I could tell for certain, but I’m almost positive that we looked at each other with that oh-shit look on our face, then sprinted away. As for the light, about a year or so later, somebody from the township had it fixed, and from then on we made sure that we only threw dirt clods and such at it.

@KatetheGreat I love broken arms!! They’re my favorite topic of conversation. I can give you tips and stuff if you want.

My broken arm also happened in public, on a Greek island. A Greek cafe owner gave me ice, and an elderly Dutch couple drove me to the hospital. Who knows what American passersby would have done if it had happened at home!

I was seven years old. My mother had taken me downtown to buy her a pair of shoes. We went inside this really fancy shoe store that had glass decorations everywhere. This was in the year 1950.

My mother was trying on a pair of shoes. I wandered about the shoe store, looking for a pair of shoes that I thought my mother might like. I spotted a really neat pair of shoes. The only problem was they were on the very top of a line of glass shelves. Being seven years old, I climbed a lot at home. So, climbing up the glass shelves was right down my alley. I made it okay for the first two glass shelves. But, when I put my foot on the third glass shelve, it broke. All the shelves began to break and fall like dominoes. I jumped to safety, but glass was everywhere on the floor. The store manager came running and my mother was right behind him. My mothers face turned three shades of red. The manager was about to throw up with anger. My mother came to my rescue. She assured the manager that she would pay for the broken glass shelves and she did.

No, I was not punished for my terrible deed.

I just laughed and I thanked my mother for not telling my dad.

@Symbeline, nah, it was all good!

I’m one of those poor fools that a box will fall on out of the sky if it were to fall on anyone… so I’ve broken a lot of things in public… ALL, I swear, innocently.
The one I find to be the most hilarious wasn’t exactly in public- it was in a fancy steakhouse restaurant bathroom. I went in and did my business, but the toilet wouldn’t flush. Trying to be polite, I lifted the lid off the back of the toilet but couldn’t reach the plunger, so I gingerly (yes, gingerly) picked up the lid and again, gingerly (yes, gingerly) placed it on the floor. Unfortunately, it wasn’t completely on the floor. One corner had gingerly laid on the toilet’s bolt, and before my own eyes, I watched the lid slip off the bolt and fall a great distance of less than an inch and shatter into 4 pieces. GASP! I waited for the lady in the next stall to leave before I crept out, and being the poor fool that I sometimes am, I told the manager.
I went back 3 months later and… it was black-duct taped together. What the…!

$160 shades,
Left metatorsel broken,
Right Rotator Cuff torn,
Right Labram’s muscle group torn,
Jaw dislocated,
an “unbreakable” butt stock,
many a bottle of alcohol,
several car windows,
Left ear drum damaged by grenade,
Two of my dad’s ribs,
indirectly my dad’s right hand,
several girls hearts,
someone else’s jaw,
someone else’s right elbow,
someone else (multiple times),
Skull fractured near left eye,
My head many a time,
etc.

@Winters, I may just have to write a poem about you.

@Fiddle_Playing_Creole_Bastard I’m demanding royalties. lol :P

Fair enough.

years ago my then husband and I went looking for a new car. He was somewhere talking to the salesman so I wandered, bored to tears, out into the lot and got in one of the cars that I figured was for sale. I started up the engine and it leaped backwards and broke the headlights of the car parked behind it. My husband and the salesman came out and H said, “I’m not going to pay for that damage” and the salesman said, “I just sold that car! He’s coming to pick it up!”