Most embarrassing moment....

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I was asked to disclose my most embarrassing moment in a social setting during a job interview. So......

I arrived at school a bit late due to traffic, and needed to use the restroom before class began. It was a satellite campus, thus the layout was different. Restroom design included gender signs stylistically engraved in wood with tiny print. Yes, I entered the wrong room. The lack of urinals failed to warn, and it was of course empty. Shortly after I entered a stall, the door opened and the chatting voices sealed my fate. Girls! Plan A was to wait them out and scurry out undetected. A few minutes passed and a glance at my watch urged closure as class had started. With Plan B at hand, I grabbed my books, opened the door, and walked quickly to exit. I cannot remember how many amazed faces scrutinized my mistake, but all I could say was "sorry, I'm sorry" with a red face!
So far it was a once in a lifetime accident, and I aim to keep it that way!

The two interviewers rolled with laughter, and I got the job.

My brave forum member friends are invited to share their embarrassments! :60:
 
Congrats on your new job! And i wasn't laughing AT you, I was laughing WITH you about the girls bathroom story:D

My worst was probably my freshman year of high school. I started at a newer charter school that was basically a bunch of portables on a lot. I happened to be wearing one of those super tiny abercrombie denim skirts (as was popular in the early 2000's). I finished up all my classwork early and the teacher asked me to take something to another teacher in another building. Just as I went to open the very heavy door to the other building a huge gust of wind caught the door right out of my hand and knocked me flat on my butt. My skirt managed to slide all the way up to just under my ribcage and I ended up flashing an entire classroom my panties as I got up and tried to put myself back together. I was beyond mortified. That was the last time I ever wore a skirt much shorter than my knees lol!
 
Gee, I've had lots of embarrassing moments, hard to choose just one.

During a visit to Maui, my husband and I were playing in the surf, a rogue wave knocked me off my feet. My husband scooped me out of the sand and water, stood me on my feet and handed me the top to my bikini. It wasn't a nude beach, I could see enough through the saltwater in my eyes to notice a wall of windows in a hotel far too close for my comfort, not knowing what else to do, I bowed.
 
I was in my mid 20's and in court for a divorce .First time ever in a court room. I actually was doing fine until I had to get on the stand.

The Bailiff trying to swear me in was met with a blank stare.

The Judge asked me to state my name . I Could not remember Who I was much less speak. This went on for several seconds that seemed like hours to me. The Judge leaned over said It's ok . Just say your name. Nope not gonna happen. He finally told my Lawyer who was trying to restrain his laughter to answer for me.

Finally they told me to step down. The Bailiff who knew me helped me down and whispered. This would have been epic in the year book.

The job I have now requires me to go into court now and then. Trust me I hear this story a lot . Thank God I have a good sense of Humor and I can laugh with them.
 
Love this thread, Thanks Scott for thinking of it!
My most embarrassing moment was about 15 years ago. The restaurant I worked at suddenly required us to wear a certain type of pants and shirt, so a group of us went to pick some up at the speciality store. It was me, who was a Supervisor at that time, and several teens , both male and female. One of the teens was my boss's son. I went in to try my pants on, and when I came out to look in the mirror someone asked me how the fit was around the waist, and I pulled up my shirt to look and guess who had run out without a bra? I pulled it up way too high, there was dead silence and my face was burning, and I just said they seem to fit okay and went back into the change room.
I finally left the change room 4 years later.
 
Back in my 20's (a long, long time ago) there was a new water park in the area. It was before water parks were mainstream and this place was a veritable death trap, no safety regulations even existed at that time. There was a great new waterslide, the cannonball loop, and anyone daring enough to try it slid out the bottom to a huge group of spectators cheering and clapping (and probably looking for blood). I was daring enough to try it, but the guy at the top told me I couldn't wear the loose tank top I had on over a sports bra. So, I took it off and slid in only the bra top and bike shorts. During the ride, my top decided to roll up into a very wet, very tight necklace - completely exposing my boobs and nearly impossible to unroll in order to get myself covered. Lets just say the cheering spectators were extra loud. My friends still tease me about it.
 
My Daughters were in the high school choir and on a Christmas cheer tour (they visited and sang at nursing homes and banks and the library in our home town during the Christmas season) the Choir director fell and broke her arm. She was immediately taken to the hospital by the bus driver leaving 20 teenagers stranded at the public library. I work at the school and was a choir sponsor so I jumped into the school van and headed to the library. I had unknowingly ripped the split in the back of my skirt while climbing up into the van. I chaperoned the kids on the rest of their tour and it wasn't until I was working the concession stand at the high school basketball game late that evening that someone mentioned I had ripped my skirt UP TO THE WAISTBAND! My butt had been showing ALL OVER TOWN!!! I don't know if it's worse if no one noticed it or that no one mentioned it?
 
Y'all are KILLIN' me! Too funny!

Like Allee, I have much from which to choose, but... here's a bird-related one.

Got to work one morning, and at a meeting, a potential client exclaimed "Oh, no, you got dive-bombed... doggone pigeons!", pointing to my shoulder, whereon sat a big ol' Rickeybird ploppp! My colleagues, knowing of my parrot, swallowed giggles and turned purple, but said nothing. I excused myself to the bathroom and cleaned up. I should add that I had a reputation for being a snappy dresser and, okay, a little vain! They giggled and made faces throughout the rest of the meeting. Yes, we did get the contract, and later the client was brought in on the joke, NOT BY ME.

Thereafter, they all would regularly ask "How's the Pigeon?" and say "Doggone pigeons". EVENTUALLY, it got funny to me!



GRRRRR!
 
ROTFL!!!!!! Loving this thread! I have numerous embarrassing moments. Husband laughs at me all the time. Several months ago Husband and I went to eat at Buffalo Wild Wings. We got there and I had to go to the bathroom, bad! So off I run and I open the door, run in and a man walks out of the stall, sees me coming in and yells (in a high pitched, panicked voice) "wrong bathroom!" I slapped my hand over my eyes, did an about face, say "I didn't see anything!", and ran into the door jam. My thought was the bathroom scene from the movie Elf. All I got was hysterical laughs from Husband when I got to the table. In hind site, yes it is hilarious, lol!


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This is a great thread! Scott, thank you and everyone for sharing the giggles!

Restaurants are fantastic backdrops for embarrassing moments. I've had several, one of my favorites was through no fault of my own but instead a beautiful, scantily clad waitress. My husband and I were sitting across from each other in a very small booth, each of us had a son penned between us and the wall. The boys were around twelve and fourteen. The waitress bent over my husband to set an enormous tray of oysters in front of our youngest, she tripped while doing so and my husband had a face full of, well use your imagination. The waitress never missed a beat. She said, "Now that I'm part of your family, may I take your dinner orders?". One of the best saves I've ever seen. The boys laughed about it for months.
 
Another recent embarrassing moment! Husband dropped me off in front of the grocery store. Our typical routine, I phone him from the door when I'm done. Did that as I was waiting at the door and started walking towards my 4Runner that was approaching and hung up my phone. Husband was driving but there was a woman driving it, not Husband! Nope!! Wrong vehicle!!!! I did a nonchalant about face and headed back for the store door, trying to play cool. Wrong 4 Runner and a woman was driving. I call Husband again and while talking to him, I walked to our 4Runner. DANG IT!!! Wrong again!!! Same lady in her 4 Runner, lol!!! So I did another nonchalant turn around! Husband did come around and I got in. As we passed the woman I tried twice to ride with, I waved at her. She looked confused and angry lol!! Husband laughed the entire ride home, lol and I snickered.


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Thank you all for sharing such rich moments of your lives! Humor is one of the best remedies for such experiences!!
 
Scott, I love this thread :D! It's hilarious so far. I hope more people post.

I'll post here eventually.. I have MANY. I need to think of a good one, but not so embarrassing that I'll be embarrassed to post! :18:
 
Then there was the time I took the Rickeybird to the Blessing of Animals at the local Episcopal church. The priest was a good friend, wonderful guy, animal lover... blessing each one individually and sincerely, while laying a hand on its head. Dogs... cats... a couple of rabbits, a hamster. Then the Rickeybird, whom I had out in my lap. He was snapping and flapping, but finally I had his wings held and the priest laid a hand on the very end of his TAIL, and said "Some pets are less in need of a blessing and more in need of an EXORCISM!" The crowd roared in laughter, and so did I. If nothing else, I doubt anybody there will ever forget the experience.
 
Then there was the time I took the Rickeybird to the Blessing of Animals at the local Episcopal church. The priest was a good friend, wonderful guy, animal lover... blessing each one individually and sincerely, while laying a hand on its head. Dogs... cats... a couple of rabbits, a hamster. Then the Rickeybird, whom I had out in my lap. He was snapping and flapping, but finally I had his wings held and the priest laid a hand on the very end of his TAIL, and said "Some pets are less in need of a blessing and more in need of an EXORCISM!" The crowd roared in laughter, and so did I. If nothing else, I doubt anybody there will ever forget the experience.


Awesome story!!


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About time I fess up and share perhaps my second most embarrassing moment. A story from my time as a student pilot, with a lot to learn, and not all of it concerned aviation!!

At a late stage in learning to fly, much flying is "solo" without an instructor, practicing maneuvers, landings, and flying a long solo triangular cross-country flight. Mine was scheduled from an airport in northern San Diego (Palomar) to Barstow, (about 1/2 way between Los Angeles and Las Vegas) across the desert to Oxnard, (north of Los Angeles) and home. It was early June, just before high school graduation. Because of the early morning and late afternoon low clouds, timing was important to avoid getting "fogged out" on return. Woke up, ate a quick teenage breakfast of sugary cereal and rushed to the airport to plan the flight. First segment went well, and I was starving upon reaching Barstow. Nothing in the way of real food, so I loaded up for an inflight meal of candy, potato chips, Ding Dongs or some other crap, and a large bottle of 7-Up. The next segment was REAL bumpy, and I chose to fly at a bit lower altitude because the winds were much stronger higher. Chowing down on a massive intake of sugar, fat, and a fizzy beverage combined with turbulence quickly upset my stomach. Worse, my navigation radio seemed unreliable, and had to navigate by reference to the ground. I soon got sicker.... and seemed lost! Climbed higher to get a better navigation signal, but no luck. My fingers became numb, and wanted to constrict into a tight ball. What to do? I dialed in the universal emergency frequency and asked for help! The first answer was a TWA airliner (airliners normally monitor the emergency frequency) flying overhead who relayed my aircraft call sign and last known position to air traffic control. They had TWA relay a frequency to call the radar approach control at George AFB. (now Victorville, a civil airport) His parting message was "don't worry maam, you'll be O.K!" {this was just one of the embarrassing moments, guess my voice raised a few octaves!} They were giving me a heading to fly to George AFB, but my plight was worsening. My breathing was more shallow and frequent, and managing the turbulence was not getting easier. I had visions of making a forced landing in the desert.... but the end result would be expensive and might get hurt!! Miraculously, a series of buildings and a short runway materialized! Notified the controller I'd be landing there, and he wished me luck and a landing at my own risk. Turned out to be a private airstrip named Boron, and owned by a mining company. Just after landing, a truck approached and a very angry dude emerged. "This is a private airport, and you don't have prior permission!!" Told him I was a student pilot, sick and lost. He gave me a ride to their headquarters, and access to a phone to call air traffic control and my flight school. By that time I was barfing and feeling lousy. They offered to get me a ride to a nearby town with a medical clinic. The "ride" was a California Highway Patrol car!! Halfway there I began to dry-heave, and the officer promptly pulled over and asked me to finish outside! Regained my composure and we soon arrived at a tiny medical clinic with a staff of 4 or 5. A nurse took vitals, followed by a tall Doc with short grey hair. After a cursory exam, he lowered the boom.... OK kid, what drugs have you taken. Huh? He was presented with a 17 year old kid with long hair appropriate for 1976. But, but, but, I don't do drugs or smoke anything!! {very embarrassing and scary moment!!} At that point he mellowed, and properly deduced I became airsick due to turbulence, a bellyful of junk-food and suffered from situational anxiety and hyperventilation. The latter caused finger tingling and constriction. I was in no shape to fly home, so the flight school arranged to send another aircraft + 2 pilots; one to return me and the stranded aircraft. While waiting for rescue, the clinic staff gave me a bed, bowl of chicken-noodle soup, and I watched a Star Trek and other reruns on a grainy old B & W television. I wound up making the flight without event a few weeks later!

Moral: You are what you eat!! :eek: There is another unrelated event aloft, will save that for later!
 
OMG Scott that was so funny! I do sympathize with how awful it must have been for you, but you really had me laughing!
 
Scott, thank you for pulling this wonderful story out of the archives! You are an inspired pilot and storyteller, very entertaining, My Friend! I'm so glad your desert adventure ended well. All the friendly adults that helped you that day must have been thinking, he's just a kid.
 
Ooooooh, scary!!!
I leave the flying to the Rickeybird !!!!!!!!
 
Then there was the time I took the Rickeybird to the Blessing of Animals at the local Episcopal church. The priest was a good friend, wonderful guy, animal lover... blessing each one individually and sincerely, while laying a hand on its head. Dogs... cats... a couple of rabbits, a hamster. Then the Rickeybird, whom I had out in my lap. He was snapping and flapping, but finally I had his wings held and the priest laid a hand on the very end of his TAIL, and said "Some pets are less in need of a blessing and more in need of an EXORCISM!" The crowd roared in laughter, and so did I. If nothing else, I doubt anybody there will ever forget the experience.

Love this story! The Father's joke had me roaring with laughter along with the crowd!
 

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