Mine was our CRT TV. I would rapidly push the power button on and off because I thought the picture coming and going looked cool but eventually it fell inside of the TV. I think I later stuck a magnet on the TV.
Not looking for Reddit answers like “My parent’s marriage”
When I was a teenager my dad got a beautiful marble chess board. It was leaning on a wall, and when I picked it up it broke into two halves.
My dad was really sad and angry at me, that board meant quite a deal to him. He always thought I mishandled it, regardless how I said I was careful.
He died last November.
I got sent a few boxes with his belongings, and when I opened one of them I found that chessboard. It is glued with epoxy.
It sits in my apartment now, and I still don’t know if I want to keep it or get rid of it. One one hand it meant a lot to him, on the other hand it is one of the very rare things where I felt treated unfairly.
Definitely keep it! This is the most wholesome thing I’ve read today :)
I’d say that you should keep it.
Except if you have anything of similar value already in posession in which case I can’t argue against or in favor.
An arcade center VR headset.
This was in the 90s or early 2000 when VR was non existent to consumers. During holidays visiting the US we ended up in this arcade center, probably in LA, where they had circled booths with an old FPS VR game that you play standing up. The headset looked like a helmet and was plugged from the top.
During my game, I turned on myself (360 no scope style) so much and always in the same direction that the cables got tangled and finally broke, probably with a little spark and some electrical sound. Game over.
As a French preteen, my English was bad and all I remember is the “shiiiiiiit” the worker said when he looked at the headset and cables.
Sorry buddy 🤷🏻♂️
Was it this thing? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virtuality_(product)
I paid $5 USD as a kid to play this thing at the mall, which was a fortune to me, but I loved stuff like this so much I thought it was worth it. The game was so shitty I couldn’t even tell wtf was going on or what I was supposed to do. Just randomly floating through a sea of polygons until the guy said time was up.
Yeah it looked a lot like the first picture in the Wikipedia article.
I don’t remember the game but I couldn’t understand shit as well nor the graphic style.
ITT: kids with wayyyy too much time on their hands
- Latchkey kid
I broke a microwave when I was little because I didn’t know I had to remove my fork from my plate of broccoli, then proceeded to accidentally break the garbage disposal trying to dispose of the broccoli because I didn’t know broccoli couldn’t go down the disposal.
Wait, why can’t broccoli go down the disposal?
Certain materials found in foods, such as an overabundance of fiber, clog and damage the blades in the garbage disposal. Broccoli is at the top of this list.
I’ve never heard this before. If broccoli isn’t allowed I’m surprised anything is!
I was probably 9 or 10 at the time, visiting at a (wealthy) friends house, and my friend was showing me a bunch of his dads cool stuff, among which was a legitimate whip, like straight up indiana jones style. Naturally, I had to try it out…indoors…underneath the crystal chandelier hanging in their entryway…I wasn’t allowed over anymore after that.
crystal chandelier… yikes, you did them a favour.
My dad’s truck, I thought it would be a great Idea to clean his motor. Got into the electrical system. He never told me how much it was, but, as an adult I could only imagine.
Our very expensive fridge. My dad beat the living shit out of me. I still remember the beating 35 years later.
How did you break a fridge?
Hell if I remember the details. That was like 35 years ago. I think I was pretending that I was fixing it? Lol
Nothing big tbh.
A car window, or a record player would be it, I’m just not sure which cost more.
They were both accidents, though the car window was ab accident due to stupidity rather than a completely innocent act that went wrong.
The record player, I was just trying to play one of my 45s, and the arm snapped off. I don’t really remember applying much pressure, and I was about 5 or 6, so it wasn’t like I was a powerhouse. My dad didn’t get it repaired, so no clue what monetary cost would have applied. He ended up buying a better one second hand from my uncle, which was about 150 back in the eighties, so not cheap but not crazy either.
The car window was my dumb kid ass chucking rocks with my sister. Now, the dumb part was throwing them in the direction of the cars at all, but me and my sister were both pretty damn young, and I had no idea I could throw a small rock that far. Maybe the size of a dime. Wouldn’t have thrown that direction if I had thought I could hit anything.
Again, not sure what the actual cost was because my dad never said. But it was enough that he couldn’t make a trip to go to a wedding up north, so there’s that as a rough idea.
Other than that, I was not a destructive kid, nor a reckless one. Anything else I ever broke was genuinely something where it would have broken for anyone, or was just a result of a kid not having perfect balance and control. You drop shit when you’re a kid, but it was always minor stuff.
I noticed that the computer was magnetic and played with magnets around it. The hard drive was totally wiped. Now my parents could have reinstalled the operating system but they just got a new computer instead.
My grandparents had a lot of antiques, some probably which they inherited. My grandfather was particular proud of his clockwork wind-up clock (which was an antique even back then). I disassembled it to find out how it worked, but couldn’t figure out how to reassemble it (and my granddad couldn’t either).
He should have looked it up online
I broke my dad’s laptop by dropping it on the ground. I was pretending to work, with my parents right there.
But honestly, all the other little stuff that I broke combined probably cost more than that laptop. Recently I changed the battery of the clock and it immediately stopped working. It’s like I have the hands of destruction.
We call people like you passion fingers.
“They fuck every thing they touch”
Laptops used to be better built back in my day. You used to open up the case, cradle it out of its straps, pull the analog wires to attenuate the device correctly, apply the friction resin to the input rod, and finally place it underneath your chin and play it.
I don’t understand modern laptops these days
As a 10 year old I drove our car into a tree. It didn’t quite break though
My ex’s brother released the hand break when he was a kid left alone in the car for 5 minutes. Rolled into the wall of store his parents were buying groceries
I just turned on the car while it was in gear. No clutch or anything. It more or less jumped into the tree and died. I thought i had killed it!
I’m not sure about “expensive”, but it was priceless.
My mom had a really gorgeous piece of petrified wood about the size of a cup coaster and as a young kid I was obsessed with it. So one day I broke into her jewelry box where she kept it and stole it to bring to school for show and tell. Everything was fine until I was getting on the bus to go home and I tripped with it in my hand. It shattered like glass and so did my poor little heart.
I remember crying all the way home where I tearfully confessed to my thievery and apologized up and down to my mom. She honestly wasn’t very angry, and was a lot more understanding than I thought she might be. I don’t remember what happened to the wood afterwards but I don’t remember seeing it ever again so I wonder if she trashed it? It was so beautiful, so that would be a total shame.
What a sad story, and also sweet since your mom handled it so kindly!
My dumbass was shooting marbles out of my paintball gun. Worked great, but I nailed a few windows on our neighbor’s car!
I bet those hurt!
You guys could’ve fixed that! You’d just have to open it up to reset or replace the button and hit the Degauss in the settings (assuming it had the option)!
