During a large family dinner with my ex-BF and his family, BF rubbed his foot against mine under the table, so I started playing "footsie" with him. All of a sudden, BF's dad said very loudly "WHAT are you doing with my foot??".
Yes, it was his dad and he had accidentally rubbed my foot to begin with. MORTIFIED. Ugh.
I went to a liberal arts college. My first year there was a co-ed naked ultimate frisbee group. It just seemed so horrifying to me to be naked like that outside... so I decided that by the time I graduated I WOULD do naked frisbee. It was so NOT ME.
Oh. My. God. My memories 10 years later get me crying with laughter still... After frisbee we decided we had to streak so we started planning. We were mostly women and ONE guy friend had the balls (no pun intended) to do it with us. We made him lead...we plotted our trail, we did it at midnite, we even had champagne to drink to losen us up.
So off we go (with a small crowd watching)... we all had our shoes and socks on and butt naked otherwise. I couldn't held it - the energy and the nerves, I PEED.... down my leg. Hello, naked peeing in public?!
But it got worse.
I wasn't actually in shape so the last 1/4 of the circle around campus I had to stop running. And walk. Naked.
A week after that we were at a pub and two of my gilfriends that did this with me admitted THEY TOO peed! Only they SOAKED their socks with pee (I just dribbled.) I almost peed my pants laughing at that.
One benefit of being an idiot is it gives you a lifetime of laughs. :-)
I traveled to Barcelona with a really good friend of mine and a friend of hers I didn't know so well in 2002 and ended up getting food poisoning, though I didn't realize it at first. I was out on my own the day I started feeling sick, so I rushed back to our hostel just in time to make it to the bathroom and vomit. As I was throwing up I thought I had to pass some gas but, well, you can probably guess that it wasn't just gas. And since the hostel had shared bathrooms I then had to go back to our room and admit to this person I didn't know very well that I had just pooped in my pants and that's why I had to change my underwear.
I was kind of embarrassed but I was honestly so ill that I didn't care too much. And she was the mom of a toddler, so I figured she was used to dealing with poo.
I used to be a newspaper reporter. I was doing a story at a national park station and was waiting for the next part of the event, so I was just wandering around. A bunch of people kept coming up to me and making small talk. I thought it was because I was one of the only dressed-up people there, and was looking so official. So after like 20 minutes of this I realized that the middle button on my shirt had popped open and my boobs were completely on display. At least I had a cute bra on, but I was mortified!
But that was the day that I met DH (though he swears he never saw what I was displaying), so it wasn't all bad!
in high school I was getting off the bus...but for some reason I did it backwards. I had a big ass school bag and an enormous saxophone case so I couldn't turn around. Well, I missed the step and fell off the bus out of the door. My legs flew up in the air....and I was wearing a dress.
Everyone flew to the window.
I'm always doing something embarassing.
One time when I was interning in college I went to lunch with my supervisors and some others from the front office. I drove and the ticket director and media relations director were with me. This car behind me got right up on my tail as I was turning and I flipped them off. When we got inside one of my supervisors asked me if I flipped people off often. I had no idea it was him behind me. Oops.
The best was a summer I was working at Disney. I was trying to catch the employee bus from my complex and it was about to leave. I broke out into a sprint and tripped in my sandals and took a nosedive into the grass. One of my friends was ont the bus and saw me. He said I just disappeared into the grass (costume was green). Lol. I still die laughing when I think about it.
oh, the footsie story reminded me of DH's most embarrasing moment.
DH had just gotten off of a double shift and he met my family for dinner at my grandma's house. DH got up off the couch, dazed from a brief nap, saw me at the counter and slapped my ass, all the while grabbing a handful and "tickling" me. Well, it turned out that I was across the room, he grabbed my uncle's girlfriend's ass. She is shaped similarly to me. We both have brown hair and that day we both wore jeans.
He was mortified. He didn't speak the entire dinner. To this day whenever he sees the gf he is shy.
I actually wasn't too embarrassed by this, only because the other people were so wonderful about it, BUT . . .
when I was PG with Brendan, I was a 1st grade teacher, and my students had planned a "surprise" shower for me for a week before my maternity leave. Well, Brendan decided to make his appearance early, so the shower (on its original date) actually ended up being 3 days after he was born. I didn't want to let my kids down, so since I lived literally 3 minutes from the school, Dave stayed home with Brendan and I went.
About 45 minutes in (all I remember is being soooo foggy and so hot--gotta love those post-partum hormones!), one of the moms came up to me with my jacket, and all I could think was, "Why is she hurrying my out the door?". But instead, she said to me, "Well, talk about your wet T-shirt contest!" and it turned out that my milk had come in, and I was completely SOAKED (and oblivious!).
All the moms had a good chuckle about that, but they were so wonderful to me that I really wasn't embarrassed at all. As a matter of fact, they were all extremely helpful to me in those first few tough weeks, and I think back and was SO BLESSED to have such a great group of moms in my class that year . . . those poor ladies knew more personal stuff about me by the end of those first few weeks it was ridiculous!