A Little Bit of Holiday Schadenfreude

Yesterday started out kind of crappy when I accidentally backed my father’s truck into the garage door and broke it (the door; the truck was fine.) Granted, I am not used to driving such a large vehicle (that’s what she said?) and, per my dad’s instructions, I was focusing on not hitting his motorcycle with the side mirror, but as a person with a decade long clean driving record it was pretty embarrassing and guilt-inducing.*

Luckily my day got better when I found a little joy in the misery of someone else**… a little bit of Christmas Schadenfreude if you will (only the Germans would have a word for such a thing.) As I was driving home I was listening to my weekly podcast of NPR’s Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me.  When they got to the celebrity “Not My Job” segment I realized that I knew the listener that Star Trek’s Mr. Sulu was playing for, and it was a person that sort of rubs me the wrong way.  I have never been so happy to listen to a dorky celebrity fail, and for a “lucky” listener not to get Carl Castle’s voice on their home answering machine.

Maybe this makes me a bad person. Then again… meh.

*Fortunately my dad was able to knock the door back into place so even though it’s still a little bent at least it closes again.

**Okay, so my day skiing at Copper Mountain was also pretty awesome:

Sweet Home, Colorado.