Some people are handy, and those people are what I like to call, "Not me." I can barely keep my phone charged and my shoes on the right feet (The left ones are always fine, for some reason).
But, at least I can admit I have a problem with this stuff (not with the dad jokes, though, I'm on top of it). There are plenty of people out there who don't realize that their handiwork is a disaster.
These are their stories.