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Well, I've got MANY. lol

My absolutely most embarrassing moment is a little too much to share in the open forum.

Just one that pops in my head though, which was extremely embarrassing and a little dangerous was after visiting a friend in the hospital in Lake Charles and staying over there way too late, I was going back home to Nederland (near Beaumont) and stopped at a red light in Bridge City. I awoke to a police officer knocking on my window. After he determined I wasn't drunk, he ordered me to an all-night breakfast place and said I had to drink at least 2 cups of coffee before continuing home. Then he followed me there. It's a little hard to describe the feeling of waking up to that. Btw, the car was still running and my foot was on the brake!

Let's hear yours!

I earned money during my undergraduate years in the summer by working as a legal stenographer (yes, I'm that old!) for a major corporation at its headquarters in downtown Chicago (the Loop).

One week in ~1969 I was to sit in for the vacationing secretary to the head of the Patent Division of the Legal Department. I had taken typing and shorthand in high school, but had never really trained to be a secretary. Needless to say, I was somewhat intimidated. In addition, although Mr. O was an extremely personable man, he was the kind of executive who rarely answered his phone himself, even if his secretary was in his office with him.

I had just settled in at his secretary's desk when the phone rang. I answered, "Mr. O...'s office; may I ask who's calling?" The phone connection was a bit fuzzy and the caller's reply was difficult to understand. The name sounded like "Yeshu Mae." Now, the company had been setting up a major deal with Japan (several of the lawyers had been there several months earlier, in fact). So the name made sense to me.

I politely put Mr. Mae on hold and buzzed Mr. O to tell him about the waiting call. He abruptly said, "I don't know any Mr. Mae" and hung up on me. Then I heard him take the call -- followed by peals of laughter (and he had a hearty laugh that could -- and did -- bring everyone out of their offices).

The caller was an old friend of his from another law firm who had answered my "May I ask who's calling?" with the smart**s comment "Yes, you may."

It took a rather long time for everyone on the 34th floor, including me, to forget that embarrassing moment!

in high school i went out the door one morning wearing "normal" clothes my mom would approve of, then i went to a friends house and changed into a much more revealing outfit. unfortunately, for some reason i forgot to change back before i got back home and when i came in the house my mom became very unhappy. oops

This isn't my most embarrassing, but it happened yesterday so it's still fresh. I had been at work for about 6 hours, and on a bathroom break, I noticed a HUGE glob of hair product on the left side of my head. I had gotten rushed while getting ready for work, and apparently didn't rub it in all the way. After I thought about how many people saw that (I rode the bus to work, and sat on the right so my left side was totally visible....and at least a good 10-20 people at work could've seen it) I about lost it. All I could think of was "There's Something About Mary"! Needless to say, today I went to work product-less!

I was talking to my now ex gf on MSN one nite and something that was meant for her got typed in the wrong messenger window and got sent to a 70 year old female that I had chatted with for a few years. Realizing my mistake..alas too late..I began apologizing profusely. She accepted my apology, but I never saw her sign into msn again.

Kelly - good thread! Your embarrassing moment sure had a good outcome! I cringed thinking how that could have been dangerous. And what a kind officer you had too......another could have thrown the book at you!

Dee - funny story. Especially since I worked as receptionist for 10 years....something I could have easily have done! We say the word 'please' in Cincinnati, old German thing, going back decades, instead of pardon me or could you please repeat that. My husband said please to an out of town customer on the phone once, out of habit. Forgetting the client was not from here. They had been going back and forth about prices....the client finally agreed to Jim's asking price, saying - oh, alright, I'll agree to that. After he heard the word please! LOL I've said it on vacation a few times, forgetting where I am too. We sure get odd looks when we're not in our hometown, if we utter that one word.

Helen - wondering what your non-normal outfit was like. Wait, don't tell us!!!

LOL @ Andy - ref to Something About Mary....forgot that scene until I read about your mishap. I've left globs of haircolor in my hair too, not quite getting it all rinsed out too. Or a glob in my ear and people look at you so funny! Now I'm very careful to rinse a few minutes longer!

George - I did a similar thing a few years ago. I've posted legit articles for a local band and their devoted following, on an online weekly newsletter (many fans are from out of town). Just copy and pasting the articles with their URL's. Not only am I addicted to this board but back then I was posting daily on a Knots Landing message board. Now don't laugh, be nice! If you ever watched that show, the current storyline airing on Soapnet (reruns of course) at the time was when Gary and Abby's affair became known to Gary's wife, Val. Everyone else knew about it, it was quite the scandal (on the show, circa 1980s). I had previously copied and pasted someone's post about this affair. Then switched over to this online newsletter, sending out an article I saw in the daily newspaper. Somehow in the middle of a legit news articles, was my comments about this TV show affair. Thankfully the online newsletter post went out to a few who wanted daily emails. They quickly emailed me and said - huh, what was that in the middle of that article? Who is Gary and Val? LOL My face was BEAT RED and I was frantically trying to figure out what I did wrong. That's when I realized somehow you could copy and paste a previous item over and over again? I don't know....not exactly a computer whiz here....he he. The fan who puts out the newsletter fixed it so it never went out to the whole group. But if you read that issue, someone says something about our little musical fan following being like a soap opera at times, pun intended. I had to face that fan at a gig once and he cracked up. Yes, my face was red again.

When I copy and paste anything now, I re-read it before I hit that send button. Oh yeah!

Next.........

Mary

The worst moments for me have all be medical related. Yeeeoooww! However, years ago when I had to drag myself into the office at 5:00 a.m. for month-end close, I was driving in a daze through my subdivision. I pulled up to a stop sign and sat there for 15 minutes and finally realized I was waiting for it to turn green.

JenBayles wrote:The worst moments for me have all be medical related. Yeeeoooww! However, years ago when I had to drag myself into the office at 5:00 a.m. for month-end close, I was driving in a daze through my subdivision. I pulled up to a stop sign and sat there for 15 minutes and finally realized I was waiting for it to turn green.

I have no idea how long I sat at that stoplight.

Last year we brought over two very-high profiled attorneys to our firm. While reading the press release, I saw the words "father, and then son". During my meeting with the two gentlemen, I'm sitting there thinking, wow, Martin must have been extremely young when he had Robert. After the meeting, I gave the marketing packets to Robert, Martin was speaking with someone else, and asked him to give the second packet to his "dad". Well, when Robert bellowed, I realized, oops. I wanted to climb under the table. They are BROTHERS. Martin's son is an associate with us.

Later that day I went up to our partner in charge and asked him how much damage I had done. Ed busted out laughing and just gave me a hug! Luckily, the brothers got a kick out of it and were not insulted

Well, mine happened during my trip to Barcelona in February. Our school group did a lot of travelling on the Metro system, which includes a veritable labyrinth of tunnels and stations.

To get into most of the stations, you had to go through a turnstile which had some screen doors on it. I put my ticket into the slot and it came out, but as I stepped forward to the turnstile, the doors didn't open. There was quite a queue behind me, and I already felt stupid enough. Suspecting that the doors might be pressure activiated, I tried stepping up and down to get it to open. When that didn't work, I looked back to my friends. All of a sudden I noticed an old Spanish man talking to me. Apparently he had been trying to get my attention for some time, but because I didn't speak Spanish and hadn't heard him I had not seen him. It turned out that I had been trying to go through the wrong door. It was the next one and it was there lying open. Walking back past the long queue and going through the right door while my friends were on the floor laughing was soooo embarrassing, lol.

I was in 7th grade (and I know I told this story before, but I'm a go ahead and tell ya again), I was playing indoor soccer with some of the disabled children, I was a goalie. Someone kicked the ball hard, so I was moving side to side to prevent it from going past me. Oh, I saved it alright, it hit me in the groin! (OUCH!)

Luckily I was able to get back up and get on with the game.

JenBayles wrote:The worst moments for me have all be medical related. Yeeeoooww! However, years ago when I had to drag myself into the office at 5:00 a.m. for month-end close, I was driving in a daze through my subdivision. I pulled up to a stop sign and sat there for 15 minutes and finally realized I was waiting for it to turn green.

It's good to know I'm not the only one....

James wrote:Well, mine happened during my trip to Barcelona in February. Our school group did a lot of travelling on the Metro system, which includes a veritable labyrinth of tunnels and stations.

To get into most of the stations, you had to go through a turnstile which had some screen doors on it. I put my ticket into the slot and it came out, but as I stepped forward to the turnstile, the doors didn't open. There was quite a queue behind me, and I already felt stupid enough. Suspecting that the doors might be pressure activiated, I tried stepping up and down to get it to open. When that didn't work, I looked back to my friends. All of a sudden I noticed an old Spanish man talking to me. Apparently he had been trying to get my attention for some time, but because I didn't speak Spanish and hadn't heard him I had not seen him. It turned out that I had been trying to go through the wrong door. It was the next one and it was there lying open. Walking back past the long queue and going through the right door while my friends were on the floor laughing was soooo embarrassing, lol.

now thats embarrassing!!

You have no idea...

For some reason, this one popped in my head first;

It was my 12th birthday. Since my birthday is in July, I always had pool parties. Well, I had all of my friends over, including one guy I had a crush on. I was so proud of myself - I had a new bikini on (yes, I did say I was 12), I was pretty full grown at that age as well. We were playing hot-potato with a water balloon when all of a sudden someone yelled "STEPH!" I looked at that person who was staring at me along with all of my other friends and my mother and then looked down to notice that my top "shifted". Everyone got to know me ALITTLE to well that day. I fell down laughing so hard I could barely stand (plus the fact I was MORTIFIED).

Gosh, I got sooo many. One that stands out was in the 8th grade in English class. My pencil had dropped on the floor. I had reached over to get it, and flipped out of my desk onto the floor. And the desk fell on top of me. It made a loud crash and I almost died of embarrasment! The teacher thought I did it on purpose to get attention. And she said stop this foolishness! Oh, yeah, like I was going to attract that kind of attention to myself. I was shy and quiet in school.

Another very embarrasing moment stands out in my mind. I was on a first sorta date with this guy. We were just watching movies together as somebody's house. After the movies were over, I decided it was time to go home. So, I start to go outside, trip completly over the step by the door. And fall on the concrete hard. Busted a huge hole on the knee of my brand new $60 pair of jeans. Blood was dripping everywhere down my knee and elbow. I was more embarrased than I was hurting. So, I barely said anything the whole ride home. He called me the next day just to ask how my knee was. And after that, he never called me again. He probably thought I was a total klutz.

There are lots of other embarrasing moments, but we will be here all day.

cajungal wrote:Gosh, I got sooo many. One that stands out was in the 8th grade in English class. My pencil had dropped on the floor. I had reached over to get it, and flipped out of my desk onto the floor. And the desk fell on top of me. It made a loud crash and I almost died of embarrasment! The teacher thought I did it on purpose to get attention. And she said stop this foolishness! Oh, yeah, like I was going to attract that kind of attention to myself. I was shy and quiet in school.

Another very embarrasing moment stands out in my mind. I was on a first sorta date with this guy. We were just watching movies together as somebody's house. After the movies were over, I decided it was time to go home. So, I start to go outside, trip completly over the step by the door. And fall on the concrete hard. Busted a huge hole on the knee of my brand new $60 pair of jeans. Blood was dripping everywhere down my knee and elbow. I was more embarrased than I was hurting. So, I barely said anything the whole ride home. He called me the next day just to ask how my knee was. And after that, he never called me again. He probably thought I was a total klutz.

There are lots of other embarrasing moments, but we will be here all day.

I have had one of those Cajungal. I was in my chemistry class in 10th grade and I was sitting in the front of the room on the right near the wall. My chair was very rickety, and the seat was moving around alot. One of the girls who I liked a lot sat right behind me in class, and she had tapped me on my shoulder cause she needed help with a problem... it looked easy so I thought yes, I can help her! So I turned around to help her. At that exact time, her pen ran out of ink, so she turned around to get a new one out of her backpack. Well, the seat in the chair broke, and I fell right through the middle of the chair, only to have Elizabeth turn and not see me anymore. She even yelled out in the class, Matt, Matt, where are you? Our chem teacher told her to be quiet, but when she saw me, she could only laugh. I was stuck in the chair, and had a real hard time getting out of it. Another girl named Amy helped me out of the chair... and unfortunately for me... the rest of the week, some of the kids in the class asked me if my chair was fine and I wasn't going to fall through it again.

Weird enough... Elizabeth took the chair home with her and said she was going to keep it. That was the last year we saw each other because she moved to New Orleans... I wonder if that was supposed to mean something when she took the chair...

I just thought of another one! Very embarrasing moment. They have a very small waterpark in Houma. (about 15 minutes away from my house.) The summer I was turning 13, my cousin and I went. I have always been small everywhere else. Except for my chest. I developed early and was already a full C. Well, anyway, I decided to go down the Sonic Chute. It is a waterslide that you go straight down on. Well, I went and I got out the pool to go find my cousin. And I noticed some guys around my age grinning at me. I was already getting boy crazy around that time, so I smiled back. Until I looked down, and saw that my almost my whole boobie was hanging out my swimsuit top. I was almost mortified! I can't believe I even comfortable enough sharing that embarrasing moment on this board.

Stephanie and Cajungal! I never had that problem being flat chested until about.... oh..... 20? I do remember going down one of those huge water park slides and having to dig my swimsuit out of my rear end. No way to hide it since you had to clear the decks fast or the next person would plow into you. Oh the horror!

A few years ago I was into roller blading in a large way and did a 14 mile skate 3 or 4 days a week. I'm hauling along the path and got a piece of gravel bound up in my skate. Next thing I know I'm seeing my legs spread eagled in the air with my feet seeming to skim the treetops. Blam! Flat on my rear with my lower half in a wild rose bush. Of course, the first thing I do is check to see if anyone saw me, thanked God it was a private humiliation and finished my skate. When I got back to the parking lot people kept staring at me. I look down to take off the skates and see I've ripped my knee open and have a river of blood running down my leg. I stand up and realize something else didn't feel right. I blew out the back end of my shorts as well.....

cajungal wrote:I just thought of another one! Very embarrasing moment. They have a very small waterpark in Houma. (about 15 minutes away from my house.) The summer I was turning 13, my cousin and I went. I have always been small everywhere else. Except for my chest. I developed early and was already a full C. Well, anyway, I decided to go down the Sonic Chute. It is a waterslide that you go straight down on. Well, I went and I got out the pool to go find my cousin. And I noticed some guys around my age grinning at me. I was already getting boy crazy around that time, so I smiled back. Until I looked down, and saw that my almost my whole boobie was hanging out my swimsuit top. I was almost mortified! I can't believe I even comfortable enough sharing that embarrasing moment on this board.

That is ONE way to get noticed, isn't it??