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I need a good laugh :D now and then as do we all. I found a thread about embarrassing moments related to riding, but none for just everyday ordinary embarrassing moments. I know that is a Q on the getting to know you page, but this will be a little more compact! If you don't want to share your own, share someone else's "moment" :rolleyes:
Now, let's see who is brave enough to go first? Bwhahahaha!!!!
OK, you said we could share someone else's moment, so here is our all-time family story about embarrassment.
My oldest brother and his high school sweetheart got married when they were 20. They had abstained before marriage, and were the picture of a young, blushing couple.
The reception was at our house, and as they made their way to the car for the big farewell, my Dad felt compelled to say some parting words. Being an old B-17 pilot, he was from a different era, and had some older-fashioned vocabulary.
The young couple was off to the wet, windy, rainy coast for their honeymoon, and my Dad innocently called out to have a good time and "Don't forget your rubbers!"
He meant rubbers like galoshes...for the rain...the kind people used to wear over their shoes.
Fortunately, someone snapped pictures of my brother's face...BEET RED and disbelieving. His wife later told me that he spent the first hour in the car ranting about my Dad's cruelty...but it was just a mistake.
There is also a snapshot of the local judge's wife literally falling over into the bushes in all-out laughter.
My third year teaching, I came out of the ladies room with my dress tucked up in my panty hose, right when the bell rang. OH BOY.......
My sophomore year in college, I drove back from break and forgot to call my parents when I got there so that they would know I got back OK. This was not something I would normally do, so I was in my room hanging out with some of my friends who also lived on my floor and all of a sudden a campus police officer showed up at the door and asked for me. It turns out my parents were worried enough that they actually called the cops and sent them to check on me!!! This would be embarrassing no matter what, but it was even worse since I knew all the cops on campus because I was on the student EMS squad and we worked closely with the campus police. Then to top it off, I got a huge earful when I did call my parents--they were mad!!! I never again forgot to call.
When I was 2 weeks into my 16th year, I was backing up on the street next to my high school in my brand new Camaro.
I sideswiped a parked car. I needed to find the owner of the car I hit. There was some sort of elementary school bee at the school that weekend and since I didn't recognize the car, I figured its owner was part of that group.
There were 400 people in the school cafeteria waiting for the results of the bee. I walked in and everyone got quiet in expectation of receiving the results.
I asked if there was the owner of a XXXX with license ##### in the room. A woman timidly raised her hand as I announced to 400 people that I had hit her car.
Of course, I had also accidentally left the keys in my car, locked, with the engine running. That was an interesting call to my parents.
The cop was just couldn't stop shaking his head...
LOL - in Aust we call erasers rubbers. So you can imagine the shock when my husband offers to lend a girl at work his rubber.:eek:Quote:
Originally Posted by Starfish
LOL :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Trekhawk
25 years ago I was in Orlando Florida for software training. The class lasted two weeks so we were all well acquainted. One day during break I announced I was going downstairs for a pop, would anyone like to join me?
Silence.
Thinking the chatter in the class had drowned out my offer, I repeated it.
Stoney silence.
Finally the instructor said, "In Nebraska where she comes from, they call soda 'pop'".
Then I learned that in Florida, pop was slang for drugs. My face was red!
Now I say soda even in Nebraska.:D
"I came out of the ladies room with my dress tucked up in my panty hose"
I did that once, too. Made me paranoid for years. Up till then it was my favorite dress. :( I don't think I ever wore it again.
I can honestly say this has not, nor will it ever, happen to me:cool:Quote:
Originally Posted by carpaltunnel
A few years ago, I was crossing a road and managed to trip over the kerb and fall flat on my face... right in front of a busload of seniors on a day trip! I was a bit dazed and had a few small cuts, but was well looked after by seniors saying "now you just sit there and recover, young man", "have some tea", "would you like a lift back your hotel" etc.
I was at the cottage with my inlaws, and i the little composting toilet, is well little, and i guess, i missed the toilet and the paper landed in my undies, with a little sticking out my shorts. My niece caught it before anyone else saw...:eek:
and then just yesterday...i fainted just as i finished a lovely lunch with my hubby. I started to feel dizzy and the next thing i knew i was staring up at half the restaurant, with this nice lady putting a wet towel on my forehead. I was actually quite relaxed as i came to, i thought i was in my bed! So when i opened my eyes and saw all these people, i couldn't understand why everyone was in my bedroom :D then i remembered i was in the restaurant, and then i couldn't understand what i was doing on the floor. I went to the hospital. the doctors figured out i had vasovago syncope (not Hincapie hahahah, although that might be much better hahaha) which mean....wait for it...i fainted :rolleyes: . I love the medical profession.
Funny part, is the firemen showed up first, and my husband announces
" hannah here are a bunch of hot firemen to help you know, that should make you feel better". :D
I had just graduated from high school and me and my family moved to a new town for dad's job. Well, I was grocery shopping one day and one of the stockers saw me and started to flirt.
He stood on one side of the aisle while I was facing him on the opposite side. He had his back to the feminine products.
He asked several times if he could help me locate something and finally I told him, "Uh, could you hand me the Kotex". His face turned beet red, and then his expression changed to horror as he realized his zipper was down!
Thanks so much for the laughs...keep them coming. Oh, the humanity of it all :D
I am especially thankful for the laughs this week because my youngest (a daughter) went to first grade this week and the house has been quiet and lonely. Waaa..... All three kids are in school now and it is time for a change around here. Fall of 2008 I am going to get my masters degree in counseling.
Well, I can't start a thread like this without sharing my own most embarrassing moment, can I now?
It was that awkward age, you know the one? Pimples.....chubby...... little hairs sprouting in unwanted places..........barbies hidden away and played with only in secret........ look at boys out of the corner of your eye and hope no one notices that you are interested. That age.
Well,my mom had purchased a swimsuit for me that had drawstrings running from the armpit down to the hip. I thought that it looked "hot" (okay, getting a little red in the face just mentioning the word "hot") when I cinched the drawstring up pretty tight so the swimsuit looked like it had french hips. My mother would have been mortified if she knew I did this, by the way. Anyhow the only problem with cinching the hips up was that it pulled the top down too far, exposing my, um, er, "bumps" (whew, hotter, redder :o ) My solution to this was to put a crop top t-shirt on over the top. Fantastic!
Well, a friend and I were swimming, me all decked out in my "hot" swimsuit and some boys were following us around. My friend and I were going on a waterslide that emptied into a small pool surrounded by windows. On the other side of the windows was the mall. Onlookers. The aforementioned boys.
We got off the slide and stopped in the pool for a second and I decided to take off my shirt and wring it out :eek: and forgot that I was exposed up top. I thought it would look cool because I remembered seeing a commercial where a woman did the same thing. i thought it would impress the boys - was I ever wrong. They started laughing. We didn't see them the rest of the afternoon.
I never cinched my swimsuit up again, and you can bet that my daughters will never own swimsuits such as this.
Oh yeah? Just wait 'til you start wearing a kilt! Never say never... ;) (Edited to add, well maybe not the pantyhose part!)Quote:
Originally Posted by Mr. Silver
Flybye, your story of the suit/pool reminded me of one...
I was also at that pre-teen, ackward age. I had 3 older brothers, and I was always hopelessly in love with one or another of their friends. Remember what that kind of covert, pre-teen crush was like?
One day, I was overcome with honor when I was allowed to come over to one of the guys' homes with my brothers and a group of their friends, to swim in the backyard pool.
Well, there was a volleyball net, and I was wearing a suit that just had one halter tie that ran from between my breasts up around the back of my neck. In other words, the actual cups of the suit were not supported by the straps.
You guessed it. One big jump up out of the water with both hands to hit the volleyball, and both breasts just popped right out for all those 17 yo boys to see.
I don't think they cared much about 12 or 13 year old, pudgy me, but I was HORRIFIED.
Most of my "most" embarrasing moments happened while I worked on the Thoroughbred horse race track. I was very young and pretty wild so that might explain some of them.
The first embarrassing moment was when I was on the backside (for those non racing people, that is where the barns are and where the restaurant/kitchen for workers is. Anway, it was pouring down rain and I was looking for a particular jockey who was supposed to be working one of my horses as a particular time and had not shown up at my barn to do so. So, I jumped into my junker Gremlin car and drove over to the Kitchen to see if he was there getting a coffee or something. Well, I jumped out of the car in the pouring rain to run inside (did not park, just was sitting in the middle of the lane outside the door of the kitchen) and looked for that jockey. He was not there, but when I went back out to the car in the pouring rain, I realized that I had left the keys in the car, locked the doors and the windshield wipers and the lights still on! Suffice it to say, it took a while to get the door open and move my car - and it was pouring down rain the whole time!:D
The second embarrassing moment was when I fainted in the bathroom of the stadium at the races. As background, you have to understand that drugs and alcohol are a big problem on the race track first. I had been up drinking the night before and it was really hot and humid (the race track was located right next to the Ohio River) one Summer morning and I was dehydrated from the night before and then I had a hard morning of working with recalcitrant horses on the track (i was an exercise girl). I had a horse entered in a race that I wanted to go see race so I put on my sun dress and went over to the grandstand to watch him race. I was out by the paddock watching the horses (in the direct sun) when I started to feel kind of funny so I went into the bathroom and I had just walked into a stall when I passed out and fell out the door and was laying half in and out of the stall passed out! I woke up to find some lady looking in absolute horror at me from the far side of the bathroom. She was terrified (i guess she thought I was a drug addict or something!) She never said a word, did not offer to help, and left the bathroom quite precipitously! I guess she thought I was going to attack her while laying on the bathroom floor! :eek:
Oh, boy, do I ever remember that!! I liked "Gopher" from the Love Boat. Oh, man, oh mighty...... What on earth was I thinking? C'mere, cabin boy!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Starfish
I am sorry for you horror, Starfish!!!
All of your horror, really!! I read everything and feel like I was there- pantyhose, toilet paper, cops at your campus house, rubbers and pops, kotex. Man, life is fun. Take it with a grain of salt!
My dear friend works for an attorney and I stopped by to get her for lunch. When she turned around she had her pantyhose tucked in her skirt, too. Luckily for her, no one else was in the office and she had just came out of the ladies room. Unluckily for her, she has me to constantly tease her about it!!
Mr. Silver - you must have been a great kid to go to that trouble to track down the car that you hit. I'll bet that there were many parents in the audience that day who were proud of you. I'd be honored if my son one day takes responsibility for his actions like you did!! Embarrassing or not!
Aye, I assure you that there MAY be a kilt - but definitely not panty hose - in my future.Quote:
Originally Posted by Starfish
OK. Here goes, deep breath. My most embarrassing moment has got to be that time the department stopped in DC on our way to a conference near Boston. We were on our way out for dinner the first night and in the middle of an intersection ... my-wrap-around-skirt-came-untied-and-simply-fell-off. OK. There. It's out.
On the other hand, I am kinda proud of how I just gracefully (I hope) bent my knees, picked up the skirt, tied it back on and went on to dinner.
Now, isn't it funny how so many of the "most embarrassing moments" on this forum are clothing-related, while so many on those "other" bike forums are about being passed by faster cycling women?
That happened to me too one time, boy did I get an earful too.:p JennQuote:
Originally Posted by Jolt
Not unless you get one of those utilikilts. :p ;) :D :rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by Mr. Silver
Well..I have a couple...
1-ilst driving to Ian's uncle's house in NZ..(not from Australia kids:rolleyes: !..Auckland to Whakatane) i decided to throw my gum out the window...By pure fluke it landed smack dab in the centre of the windscreen...not of our car but the motorists behind us..:o
2-My mom came & visted us in NZ in 2002..I'd been in NZ for about a year and hadn't quite discovered all of the creatures yet. Anywho, we took her to Piha beach and went for a walk. Somewhere along the beach i picked up a stick and touched some blue/purple gobs with it. I guess i touched my forehead with it at one point which wasn't the smartest thing to do...I was ok for a bit but when we headed home I felt an excruciating pain on the left side of my cheek/forehead for about 10-15min...Long story short-the blue thing was a Blue Jellyfish...:o :eek:
I won't touch blue jellyfish again!!!!
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About 10 years ago I was the only woman working in our all-male IT support department. I had this horrible shift that started at 5:30am, and I am not a morning person, so I was always very groggy getting up and dressed for work. Also, I usually dressed in the dark so as to not disturb my then-boyfriend.
One morning, I put on a new pair of panties and then picked up yesterday's jeans off the floor and pulled them up. Went to work, didn't notice a thing. Sometime in the middle of the day, I looked under my desk and saw... yesterday's panties on the floor! WTF? How did those get there?
Apparently yesterday's panties, stuck into yesterday's jeans, had fallen out the bottom of my pants leg. More embarrassingly, they had actually dropped out somewhere in the hallway that passed in front of my desk. All of my coworkers had seen them. When I asked a male coworker the story finally came out that they had all happened across the errant panties while I was busy on the phone and after some covert panicked whispering they all decided that the best course of action would be to kick them under my desk.
Dianyla - you win.
:D
great story
My turn, although I can't top the loose panties...
Some years ago when I lived in Phoenix and was dating a Park Ranger (law enforcement)...
Anyway we had gone to the grocery store in Goodyear where he used to be a sargent in the town's police department, and I'm writing a check to pay for our groceries, and he says: "did you get that bad check thing cleared up?"
Now I'd never written a bad check, and they knew he was a cop...
Fortunately my check cleared on that electronic gizmo stores used.
And I was ready to throttle him!
Well, I probably shouldn't tell this story because it's not about me but about The Boy, but it's so darned funny I can't help myself :D . The Boy is a small guy. We often joke that between the two of us, we almost make up one average adult male in weight (I'm 130 lbs and he's 140, neither of us tops 5'5").
So one night we had done laundry and folded before going to bed, then got up the next morning and I had gone to work and afterwards he woke up and got to work. Later on that evening when we were both home from work I did a double-take. All of a sudden The Boy looked very.... curvaceous.
I asked him what jeans he was wearing, and he said they were his, he'd folded them last night and put them in his closet. And I started laughing and asked if I could see the tag, and sure enough, he had been wearing my size 8 women's boot cut jeans (he did look rather bootylicious in them).
He was so embaressed, he got changed out of them right away, saying he thought they'd felt odd all day.
The best part is, he works in a male-dominated techy engineering company. I'm sure some of the guys thought he was going a bit off in the fashion department (but he really doesn't have a clue about fashion, i guess this proves it).
The worst part? I think he may have looked better in my jeans than me.... :rolleyes:
I have a couple work-related ones. One day while in court (I am an atty.), I was walking down the hallway looking at my file, trying to figure out what courtroom I was gong to. I rounded a corner without looking up, intending to go into the women's restroom, I pushed the first door I came to and went all the way in before I realized there were MEN in there - the MEN's room- they were all laughing. Of course, several of them just had to end up in the same courtroom I was in. Another time while in court, I looked at an atty next to me and said, "don't I know you?" He said, "Yes, we had a deposition together yesterday" (I am very bad with names and faces). There are a few others, but I won't go into those!!
okie dokes my turn:
I used to have to wear a suit to work (thank the Good Lord no more) and I wore garters and hose. Some mornings after getting to work my garters, hose, slip, blouse et al were kattywampus from the drive in so I would put everything back in it's place while in my office....after all the windows were heavily tinted so no one could see anything right??........well imagine my shock and surprise the morning I got to work a tad late and realized once you turn the lights on - you could see Everything through those windows!!! :o
Oh so very many but here is my top two.
When I moved to Washington, I had an apartment on the first floor. It backed up to a hill with underbrush and plants and because I had cats that would climb behind the blinds and make noise (the blinds rattled), I left the blinds up in my bedroom. There was nothing out there, no trails or anything and nobody ever went on that side of the apartment building.
I would get home from work around 1am so I would sleep rather late. During the summer it would get warm and I often would fall asleep on top of the covers. With no clothes on.
One morning around 9am I heard, in my sleep, the phrase "on the bed". I opened my eyes, looked toward the window, and the faces of about 7 schoolchildren were pressed against the window. I screamed and yelled about as many obscenities as someone can come up with after just waking up. The schoolchildren ran off.
I was horrified. I could no longer sleep in that room even with the blinds down. As a few months went by, it dawned on me that I was probably older than their mothers. And a kid seeing their mother naked would deem it as being gross. I alternated between being embarassed by being seen and offended because maybe they DID think it was gross. This was only about six years ago...so who knows. Either way, it's bad.
More recently and a few years after this, I got braces. I was single and lo and behold I had a DATE. I had never met this guy - he was a friend of a mutual friend who thought we would be perfect together. We had e-mailed and talked on the phone and liked each other a LOT. I hadn't eaten in public since getting braces and I was feeling pretty insecure about them. What I did in those cases is pretend like I am totally ok and gosh darn it I am PROUD of having braces. I'm good at faking it. After panic-ridden e-mail to friends with braces, I learned that when you eat, swishing water can dislodge food. Good. My date and I went out for drinks then went out for dinner. I tried to get something that wouldn't stick in my teeth though I learned pasta (which is what I got) was a BAD decision. As I tried to be semi-elegant with my food and wine, I quietly got a mouthful of water and tried to swish it around to get the bits of food out. I am not graceful. I did end up spitting the water (and dislodged food) out over the table and onto my date. We got married about a year and a half later :D
Three nudity related embarassing moments...
#1 Very embarassing:
I am house-sitting my parents' house, which is up for sale. There is a lock-box on the porch, but realtors are supposed to call before they show it. It was early afternoon on a Sunday and I hopped in the shower (which has clear glass doors) and left the bathroom door wide open as usual. I'm sure you can all guess what happened. Yup, a realtor brought a family of five to see the house while I was in the shower. Just as I heard voices and realized there were people in the house, a little toddler girl peeked in the door at me from down the hall. Holy Cow! I spun around, shut off the water, and yelled that I was home and in the shower!!!! The realtor yelled back that they would stay in the living room until I said it was ok. That poor toddler is probably scarred for life.
#2 Really extremely embarassing:
Got off work early and decided to go on a bike ride. I live in a rural area and don't typically worry about people being able to see in through the windows. I needed to change my clothes, so I stripped down completely naked in the front bedroom, which has huge windows and looks out on the front walkway. I guess I was bending over to get my feet out of my underwear or something, and when I stood up (now completely naked), there were a man and a woman, who I vaguely recognized as neighbors from up the street, coming up the front walk. They looked right in the window at me...I hit the deck and crawled out of the room into the hall to hide. They never did come knock on the door, which leads me to believe thhe did, in fact, see me standing there in all my horrifyingly white and flabby glory!!!
#3 Long term embarassing:
My old house was a fixer-upper. Renovations took forever because I couldn't afford to do everything at once. For the longest time, I used old fabric shower curtains as curtains in my bedroom. My neighbor's house was very close, and they had several windows that looked directly at my bedroom windows, including their kitchen window, which did not have curtains. Of course, things go on in a bedroom, like changing clothes, etc. (nothing steamy or anything, thank goodness :rolleyes: ) - and at night, these things go on with the lights turned on. One night, I went out to the garage. I had left the lights on in the bedroom, and when I turned to go back to the house, I was in shock. Those shower curtains were completely see-through! OMG, my neighbors could see everything!!!! My only hope is that they were never looking. Yeah right.
O Dear...this reminds me of being in 7th grade, and attempting to use thigh highs instead of regular pantyhose. Well, you can imagine being 13 yrs old, and having your stockings fall down in front of the 8th & 9th grade boys in the hall, which is exactly what happened. I'll never forget one of them saying, "Her garter broke!"Quote:
Originally Posted by CorsairMac
Another favorite story my mom used to tell me was of my grandmother, walking down the street one day, when her panties worked themselves down and slid right down to her ankles. Apparently my granny simply stepped out of them and kept on walking, leaving them there on the sidewalk! LOL Why wasn't I born with that kind of panache!?! :)