Okay girls--I double dog dare you to tell us about your most embarrassing moment. For me, there are numerous ones and I'm guessing that's the case for you too. At least, I hope so!
Here's one: One Saturday, I had to rush out and do some errands and most of my pants were in the wash, so I grabbed a pair of old capris I hadn't worn in a couple of years--which turned out to be a bad idea.
I rushed out the house and noticed that people were treating me weird everywhere I went. The way they were gawking at me was so rude--it infuriated me. Finally, I scrapped the rest of my errands and returned home. I couldn't wait to tell my husband all about it, but as soon as I started talking, even he started staring! Even in my own home!
Just as I was about the read him his rights, he pointed to my pants and asked me if I felt a draft. When I looked down I gasped. The inseam of the pants had completely ripped apart, revealing part of my underwear! AGH! I wanted to scream! I had walked around all day with the inseam of my pants ripped open. No wonder people were looking at me. I would have done the same if I'd seen some strange woman walking around with a big gaping rip in the inseam of her pants.
I still blush when I think about it--and believe me, I try NOT to think about it much.
NOW, let's hear your stories! I CAN'T WAIT!
6 comments:
LOL Linda~! Two of most embarrassing moments includes clothing too....shoes~! The first one occurred around 1990. I had gotten a speeding ticket, my first, and I was to go to court that day to dispute that I was really going as fast as the officer wrote me up. As I was about to leave the office to go to court, my boss starts laughing at the fact that I have two DIFFERENT shoes on. They were both black, but one was a flat and one had a slight heel. How could I walk through half a day and not notice??? Worse yet, I had to now go to court with two different shoes on. Every step I took I could now feel the difference. I prayed nobody would notice. If they did, no one said anything... "WHOOSH" of relief~!
The second time was around 2000. I had two pairs of clogs that were the same shoe, but one pair was yellow and one was purple. I had to take out a bag of trash one night. For some reason, I had one purple and one yellow shoe in the kitchen so I put them on to take out the trash. I later needed to go to the mall that evening for something. I realized at the mall that I had not changed my mismatched shoes~! LOL Instead of walking around embarrassed, although I was, I looked people in the eye to see how they would react. Some didn't pay attention or notice. Some did and looked away, but nobody said anything to the crazy woman with mismatched shoes at the mall. I never put on a pair of shoes "just for now" that weren't matching my outfit, nor matching each other~! hehe ~kate
Hehehe--Kate, that's funny! I'm gonna keep an eye on what shoes you're wearing from now on:)
well...I'm about due since I seem to average once every ten years *wink*
snicker, snicker, you both are pretty funny. My story is similar to Linda's, but it happened during my tender teen years: I was starting a new school in ninth grade, and I decided to try out for cheerleading. I had on a cute little shorts outfit, and I was ready to go. Unfortunately, my shorts weren't. During the middle of my routine, I looked up in the stands and noticed that a LOT of people were laughing at me. You can guess what comes next: I finished my routine, took a seat, looked down at my shorts and nearly burst into hysterics. Apparently every time I had jumped during my cheer (which was several times) my fly popped open! OOhhhh, the humiliation! I survived however, and even made the cheerleading squad, so all's well that ends well.
Jill--that's SOOOO funny! Now I don't feel so alone!
When I was a sophomore in high school I went on the Atkin's diet and lost 10 lbs. in 2 weeks. Occasional light-headiness was a small price to pay for looking so good, I thought. Unfortunately, it hit while I was on the stairs going from the 2nd to 3rd floor and although I didn't pass out, I fell several steps just as my distant dream hunk (an older man, a junior) was coming up the stairs! (No, I didn't fall his arms, just into his disgrace)
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