How truly lame I am

So awhile back, I bitched and moaned about how I needed to change my barbell to a hoop. I went to a head shop (Hippies) and bought the tool to put the hoop in myself. It's impossible to do yourself. I bent my hoop and sent the little bead flying across the room (over and over I tried). I can't return the tool, and I still have my barbell in. I should have just gone to Fondue to have them put my hoop back in. I seriously hate when I do shit like that. Every time I see the tool, it's a reminder that I'm lame. I should just hide it somewhere ;) Out of sight out of mind for sure.