Who is the stupidest person you've ever met?

Yeah, I just found out that my roommate's mother tried to prevent someone from naming her kid "Shithead"... This is starting to reek of conspiracy. Either it's an Urban Legend that my friends lied about, or it's a common name in another culture. Either way, I come out looking like the shithead.

hahah that is fricking hilarious!!!!!!
i got a referral to the principal in first grade because some girl pulled my hair, and scratched me in the face..and i got sent away and she got to stay

i think 1st grade teachers are all kinds of messed up....

and according to a farmer lady i know... eggs dont need to be refrigerated, they are ok standing out. but i dont believe her. i put mine in the cold place...because im scared to not do it.

Maybe not the stupidest individual, but I have customers that make up for it in mass.
Me: Thankyou for calling (insert name of business here), this is sakarisan, how can I help you?
Them: Is this (name of business)?
So they got my number from where ever they get their numbers from, call that number, I tell them it is what the were looking for and then they get confused.

I had a co-worker who was just a few fries short of a happy meal and after doing something particularly stupid one day (none of us can remember what anymore because of what came next) she said in all honesty "If I had a brain I'd be dangerous", and then looked offended when several of us could not control our laughter. but we all have our stupid moments, does anyone else ever have a moment when you can't remember how to spell something that you've spelled a thousand times?it makes me feel stupid...

and another random thought, does anyone else ever find themselves more likely to excuse extremely stupid behavior if someone (male or female) is cute? I have found myself thinking more than once that someone is "not cute enough to be that stupid" and every time I feel annoyed at myself for thinking that being cute makes it more acceptable, but it seems to be a common mentality. (or is it just that hollywood makes it seem that way)

In my social psyshology class we studied an experiment covering that very same idea. It showed that attractiive people who did clumsy things were viewed as being more approachable and therefore more attractive, while people who were not viewed as especially attractive to begin with were just seen as clumsy.

[Edited on Jan 27, 2004 by Desdenova]

Clara every day I become more convinced that you know EVERYTHING.

I bow to you.

't would be rude to post the name here . . .

I once met an 18-year-old girl, born and raised in Texas, who had never heard of Maryland before. That would be acceptable if you weren't from the United States, but come on!

Yeah, my dad taught me that cooking lesson many years later. Cold eggs just don't cook right.

a girl i went to hs with... freshman year...

girl: everyone keeps talking about ego's. what's an ego
me: you know, those toaster waffles...

she wandered around all day saying "hey, leggo my ego"

i shit you not.

i think she graduated 14th in the class, too. she wants to go to law school...

A lot of people in california gave me a blank stare when i mentioned Maine. sad.

i think my high school art teacher who didn't like it when you did something outside the parameters of the assignment is my pick. god forbid an art student should display some creativity, and not give you something exactly like the examples you showed...

also, myself whenever i type probable instead of probably. i was a golden god of spelling in 3rd grade! i made it to the district spelling bee!

[Edited on Jan 28, 2004 by seanconnery]

Probably my 10th/12th grade English teacher. It may have been in part because she was an alcoholic...but... First of all, the woman hardly attended class. She would show up for ten minutes, give out the assignment and then leave. Horrible. N

My favorite, however, is the orange cleaner. She had this spray bottle of orange scented cleaner spray that she used to clean pen off desks and chairs. The problem was she used it while we were sitting in the desks and chairs. So one day, after suffering through a few weeks of burning eyes, I asked her if that stuff was safe to be using right by my face. She said "oh sure". So I grabbed the bottle off the desk and proceeded to read the safety warning out loud to the class. Turned out the stuff was NOT to be used in enclosed spaces without proper ventilation and should never be inhaled or used near the eyes. Fucking bitch has probably killed my ovaries...

When I was doing phone tech support for an ISP I was trying to help a guy with his mail settings. All you had to do was put in 'mail' for the POP3 and SMTP names. We tried it numerous times. I could telnet into his account, he had other connectivity, everything seemed to be in order except for the mail. I trashed all his preferences and everything else I could think of. This went on for 45 minutes.

I fianlly said, OK we'll try this ONE more time. If it doesn't work, I'll have to send you off to provisioning to get your who account rebuilt. Open preferences and under POP3 type in mail.

he goes "OK, mail - M A L E"

One of my ex coworkers... the girl was an amazingly gifted artist but she shouldn't have been allowed to open her mouth.
It wouldn't have been so bad if she didn't try to convince everyone that she really did know everything about everything.
One day, in type no less, she proclaimed to be "valigicktorian" of her graduating class. When asked she pronounced it exactly as she had spelled it. She really "ingoyed" her job. She also claimed to have written a children's book when she was 9 years old that won many literary awards. I looked the book up. It had indeed won awards, however, it was written by an 85 year old woman in New England. When confronted with this the girl was astonished and accused the woman of stealing her work. We also use stage names at our place of work... she would run around the house screaming brooooooke ... brooke .. brooke .. she would get right up in another girl's face and say "brooke why aren't you paying attention i've been calling for you " ..... to which that girl would then have to respond " hunnie, your name is Brooke... mine is Leah." ... I know it's a little difficult getting used to a fake name but she had been useing that name for at least 6 months at the time.

Same thing happened to me. A typical exchange when I got back to the U.S. was something like:

Me: And we went to Tasmania...
Other person: Really? That's a real place?
Me: *sigh* Yes.
OP: So did you see the Tasmanian Devil?
Me: Yes, we saw a few of them at a wildlife preserve, they're endangered...
OP: Did you see them spin around really fast like in the cartoons?
Me: *big sigh*
etc.

I have meet all sorts of stupid. From the Mensa member who couldn't find his dorm room without a ball of string and a flashlight to your stereotypical army grunt, all brawn and no brain. The ones that really intrigue me are the really smart ones that throw caution to the wind and are a hair away from being a spectacular mention in the obit section. Stuff like this guy.

When I was in college, my brother and I lived next to a guy that is possibly the most annoying person we have ever met. I'll call him John. He was not only annoying, but an idiot and a tag along.

He used to follow us around campus and carry on one sided conversations with us because we almost always ignored him completely.

One day, while our Mom was visiting us in our apartment, John stopped by. Mom, never knowing a stranger, invited him to join us for dinner that night at our parents house. Shit! Both my bro and I groaned in disapproval. Too late, he accepted.

Now, you need to understand that the boy always talked smack about how much of a computer genius he was. He wasn't! He knew everything, and could hack into any system. Yeah right! Yet, he couldn't tell us the difference between a 5 1/4 and a 3 1/2 disk. An absolute moron!

I share this because our Dad IS a computer genius. He's been a programmer all of my life and has been doing consulting work for years.

Fast forward to the dinner. Things seemed to be going well. That is until John decided to insult our Mom's cooking. (She's an amazing cook!). He picked at the food and barely ate anything. That pissed me off. But it got worse.

Out of the blue he asks our Dad what he does for a living. Getting the answer, he responds with "Oh, well I know a thing about computers myself."

My bro and I glanced at each other and left the table. Dad was going to eat him alive.

They talked for a few minutes while we waited in the living room expecting fireworks. Surprisingly, John survived. But in a classic moment, our Dad said to Mom, very calmly;

"It would be ok if we never have him over for dinner again."

I never laughed so hard in my life!

It was like a t-ball player giving hitting advice to Hank Aaron. Definately the dumbest person I have ever met.

[Edited on Feb 23, 2004 by moonglum123]

LOL! Oops, my bad! It's late and I'm tired.