My Embarrassing Movement

One day i visited an old manager.the door opened,out to meet me was a young lady in her 20's.without thinking,i asked,'is your father at home?'"oh,old Liu is not in',she replied.right away my face went red.she was the manager's wife!(in my region,a young wife calls her old husband as old so-so).
Lesson;think before you leap.
Do you such an experience? ):

actually, mine is similar. think before you speak:) I had just given birth to my first and the lady from the next room came in to see us. I asked her when she was due, as she looked very pregnant to me. She'd given birth the day before!!! I could barely speak I was so embarrassed. I was only 18, but still should have known better. I chalk it up to pain!! :)

Jianhua, that reminds me of the day DH and I were at a garage sale and saw an older man accompanying a younger woman carrying a baby. (To put it diplomatically, this woman did not appear to spend much time on her personal grooming or wardrobe.) I overheard someone ask her if she and her husband were looking for any particular item and, man! that woman got VERY huffy and practically yelled "He's not my husband, he's my father!" I managed to hold my laughter until we were back in the car.

Fine,tiG and Amaryllisgal.
many of the things which i experienced during the past over thirty years have disappeared completely
like clouds.but a trifle happened at my age of seven remains in my mind--cannot sweep off.
The sun was burning-hot,with barefoot and shorts we several kids were playing basketball.I was jumping to shoot the ball when my shorts fell off to my ankles...i was embarrassing,while my little companions were lmaoing

My worst was in the waiting room at the hospital. We were waiting to be allowed in to see a friend. The lady sitting next to me was wearing a caftan and had the most lovely long wavy hair I have ever seen. From the size of her protrubing belly I figured her to be about 10 months pregnant. She kept rubbing her stomach and looked pained. I asked her if she wanted a boy or a girl and in a very deep and angry MALE voice she er HE got up and called me a few choice names before huffing off!

LOL Zany, that is hysterical.

I had a really embarrasing moment whilst still at school.

I was playing football (soccer) for our school in the Scottish Championship Final. There were 20,000 kids from all over Scotland in the stadium. We of course knew where our school was, and went over to wave to them before the game, and of course all of our wee girlfriends were there too.

Anyway the game got underway and we had taken the lead. About two minutes after our goal, I went sliding in for a challenge into one of the other team, and ended up getting a boot full-force on those parts most tender.

Our physio came running out to give me treatment, and the only treatment for such an accident is a hefty massage. Well you can imagine what happened, (blush), but the worst thing of all was that I was lying on the grass, shorts pulled down to my knees, and getting my parts massaged by a big wrestling-type physio.... not 3 yards away from our school, and right there at the front were all of the girls in my class. I never lived it down, but we did win the cup ;-)

Ouch, and ouch! Such a terrible thing at that age, I'm sure. Well, a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

Oh Wintermoor! If you had worn the cup instead of trying to win the cup you could have saved yourself a lot of trouble ;~)

We were supposed to wear leather jock-straps, and shin-prtectors of course, but that was only for pansies, in fact in the winter months your team always had that psycholgical advantage when you ran out in the below zero temperatures with short sleeved, thin summer shirts, short shorts, and the socks rolled down. The other kids thought we were a buch of hard-men, but we had to all run around that wee bit more to get a sweat going, or you would just stand there and shiver.... Brrrrrrr.

All the best

Wintermoor

i have had this embarassing moment many times because i'm sooooo bad at remembering names. person comes up to great me, bubbling over that there so happy to see me, blah blah blah,remember all the good times we had, blah blah blah... i either A. don't remember them at all or B. can't remember there name. so tell me how you introduce someone whose name you've forgotten to your dh? well we have a system. he introduces himself and then it just looks like i A. forgot to introduce them, B. have no manners or C. am completely rude. LOL I've walked away shaking my head more times than i can remember going, Who is that person? LOL
now when i meet someone new, i tell them i'm bad with names and to please forgive me ahead of time, when i forget there name. then i don't have to feel like i want to dig a hole and disappear into the deep, dark depths of it. :)

anyone that knows me, knows that my ears turn bright red when i'm embarassed. it doesn't happen very often but when it does i may as well be wearing two glowing stop lights on my head. :~)

debi z

Zanymuse,ya should not be blamed for that--these times who on earth can tell m from fm by appearnace.):
Wintermoor,it is good that end result is good--belated congratulations to your final victory.
Debi,me have the same mental problem.so common a flower grwoing in my garden,when a friend asks me what is called,
i simply grab my hair.heheheh
Pebble and Aimee,thanks for chatting and sharing.
Yeah, every person experienced more or less embarrassments.
Recently i held a student conference on embarrassments,on which almost each kid gave an example of his/her own .here are some of their stories.
A--when i was jumping the pommelled horse,my trousers was gotten splitted apart.
B--i was goten caught by the teacher while trying cheating in the examination.
C--i was stealing father's money,when he came in.
D--after the examination, the teacher announced i got the first from the bottom......

ROTFL all of these are great.

I've been rifeling through the brain fluff to see what embarrassing moments I've had. I very rarely get embarrassed, once something is done it is done, even if I have to resolve not to do it again ;) One moment was a visitor telling me that one of the sheep had broken her hoof while standing her front feet on the fence. I'm not good at rugby, I've never really had to be with cattle but with sheep you need to be able to tackle something smallish, at least as heavy as you and can run twice as fast.

This big Icelandic ewe was a good 160lbs, they are not a friendly breed and she had made it very clear on several occasions that humans were way beneath her. I tried to sneak up on her but had to dive at a dead run as she ran swiftly away (so much for the hoof). Both ewe and Baa struggled, wrestled and rolled with each other in the dust for what seemed like an age until the ewe won and left Baa on the floor, legs in the air, muttering curses on all hairy sheep from very cold regions, in front of a crowd of visitors who were, by that time, cheering and laughing the sheep on.

I also had to explain mammalian reproduction to a lady in her 40's with several children, I'm not sure who was the most surprised LOL.

I remember my boyfriend (DH) so, when he and I went to shopping around and get back home before get out his old chevy truck 1950 so, I feel something on truck seat so I get off truck oh no rip my pant and feel air come in my butt and turn around look at seat it had bust seat forgot how spell it with spring come out seat and I had to hold my butt where it torn my jean with my hand cover and he said what's wrong? Boy my face so red could not say a word so afterwhile, "he notice" I hold my butt cover and he went back and check his truck and I look at his face and my mind said myself oh no and he look at me with soft smile and said so sorry honey and gave me money to buy me another new blue jean. I was so shame and few days later, I told my mom need to go store buy me blue jean and she said where did you get the money from, ooops and told her what happen and she laughed at me so hard and got red face again because she tell my step father he laughed too. So my boyfriend called me to see how I am doing and he bought new truck seat will not have happen again. It happen spring pop out seat and it is old truck. I never forget!



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Cute story, nice guy.

Lol Baa,i can form an imaginary scene:lying on the floor with legs in the air, calling all kinds of names to the ewe.
Lol Redrose,your story is cute.just wondering if you still keep the pants.you know these days people like collecting weired antiques.
One of my collegues,a math teacher,is good at calculation.one day he exchanged $2000 from two strangers with 2000 yuans(chinese dollars).he told me secrectly one dolar is equal to 8.** yuans.so $2000 means 17000 yuans.when i exchange it in the bank i will quit from teaching and become a boss by running a teahouse .the profit is at least 10000 yuans each year.in a few years, i will owe a set of building and a car of my own.but when he exchanged in the bank,the clerks told him--out-of-date peru currency!gone with all his illusion.you can imagine at that moment he'd rather be completly disappointed than a little
embarrassed.(to respect the private right,the name is omitted).--nothiung gained ,nothing lost.

Jian no I did not keep the Bell Pant Jean wish taught about it but too bad it gone trash. =( At this time if happen anything so, I will keep collecting. =D

When I was a teenager, I visited the county fair in our hometown in Indiana. In the livestock barn, I stopped to look at this lovely bull. He was huge and fat, but curried to a curly sheen. As I stood behind the bull, I noticed a man pushing on his sides vigorously. He noticed me standing there, and said, "Lady, you'd better move. I'm about to work gas out of this bull."

I stood dumbfounded, then suddenly realized what he was saying. I moved aside just as an explosion of vapors blew from the bulls posterior. The bull tender shook his head in disgust, the bull sighed with relief, and and I scurried off with a beat read face, holding my breath!

Simply fine to shoot breeze with you.
So i feel that,without this thread,we might not have thought of those old affairs in our life.
Every one,more or less,experienced such experiences.but some are sort of barbarous--cannot be put on the table.never mind, just bury them in our hearts and never let them be exposed under the sun.):

It is good to pull a moment from the memory bank now and then, dust it off and have a good laugh at ourselves. While we laugh and remember the red faces it also serves to remind us to never do THAT again! Embarrassing moments are often life lessons that we learned the hard way and once learned are nor forgotten!

I'm sure I've already told you about my most embarrassing moments and don't want to bore you all again. I do remember the one you posted Baa about you being caught in your birthday suit!!! Or was it someone else!!!! Zany - should have worn the cup - lolol!!!!!! One thing I can remember though is trying to eat a steak in a restaurant, it was so tough and I was trying to cut it, the darn thing flew right across the room!! I think the establishment was more upset than me and promptly brought me another - one that I could cut into!! Yea, I know I should have complained but I was starving and didn't want to wait another half an hour!! Rather like the story of the bull with gas though!!! lol!!

Please excuse my typing today!

Jian

I love the story about the Maths teacher LOL.

Louisa

Yep that was me :) LOL love the steak flyng experience.

WG

Love the one about the bull. I used to help show Charolais cattle and was brushing out the soap we use to curl the coat when an elderly couple came along and admired Delilah the cow and told me how amazed they were at her size. I stood back and said in my usual flippant manner, 'There are a lot of burgers and steaks on her don't you think?' I felt like I was being barbequed as they explained in an angry manner how they had spent most of their life living in a commune and they had been vegans for about 40 years! LOL Yet another Baa case of foot in mouth.

lol!!!!!

lololol u guys are funny,,,,,lolol [[[nana]]]

I was so embasarred at the grocery store years ago when my now 18 year old son was 5. There shopping was a older woman who had her hair pilled up nicely on top of her head and we were right beside her and my son goes,"Look mom she has her hair like a bees nest"My dad had recently showed him an old hornets nest of some sort. She turned her nose up and gave me a look as if to say control your son!

midwestsnowbird , the lady shouldn't wear a Behive hairdoo if she can't take the comparison! And where kids are concerned there is never any telling what they will say in their innocence. I have Rosacea and a little girl peeked out from behind her mother and asked what was that red on my face. I stooped down to her level, gave her a smile and told her it is called Rosacea. She grinned, ran into the yard, picked a bright pink flower and held it to her chin as she yelled LOOK! I have rosey chin too! It made me laugh and still brings a smile to my face thinking about it :~)

Zanymuse: Having rosacea myself, so I found your story really great! It sure beats being treated like an old drunk or a kid with acne! Sometimes when my face is really red, I catch a look at myself in the mirror and I'm shocked... guess it doesn't look so bad from the inside! It's a great idea to meet people's curiosity head on.

Speaking of embarrassing moments, how many others have gone somewhere and found one of those little fabric softener sheets sticking out of their pantleg or a sleeve?...worse yet and static prone sock dangling out?

The dryer sheets are often clinging along but I haven't had a sock fall out since prepubescent bra stuffing days! Now at the time having one fall out was embarrassing but looking back I should have been more embarrased at the silly way it looked before it fell out! ( I didn't use my socks but those great big thick work socks of my Dads) ;~P

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When I was a girl...back in the bronze age, we wore garter belts or tube girdles with our nylons..by the time I was a junior, I think the great inovation was a panty girdle. Anyway, we used to carry a nylon in each cup of our bras as spares...or, at least, that was the story we told our mothers! Remember training bras? What in the heck were we training? Bad breast! Bad Breast! Sit up! Lay down! Speak!

(I want you to know I had to to look up "girdle" in the dictionary...haven't had to spell that in years.)

Oh! I remember how proud I was when I was allowed to wear my first girdle! Funny thing is that I was thin and didn't need one but as I got heavier and needed one they were too uncomfortable and I gave up on them!

In junior high, all us girls were so eager to be women, so we pined away for bras and nylons...really needing neither. Now that I am old and fat, and my chest stares at my shoes, I wear neither as often as possible!

When my little boy was really wee, we were driving on the underground in Hamburg. Sitting right across from us was a really big black guy who looked really stern. My wee boy kept looking at him, then turned to me and shouted "Daddy, what is that?" pointing at the man the whole time. I nearly died, and started, stutteringly, to explain that he was a man just like Daddy, but he came from another part of the world etc. etc.. My face was like a beetroot! Then the man leaned over, smiled, and told in exquisite German, that he was German, and fourth generation even. Two minutes later he had my wee boy on his knee, letting him feel his hair and face, and generally having a laugh. Á lovely guy, but what an embarrasment it could have been.

All the best

Wintermoor

Oh you guys, too funny and I don't think I've ever laughed at this time of the morning!! :-)

Back in the days of polyester pantsuits with various textures, I wore them to work quite often. I wore my old panty hose with runs under pantsuits, saving the new ones for dresses. Of course, everything went into the washer and dryer, and I would just take them out and hang them right there in the garage while they were still warm. It kept them looking wrinkle-free. One morning I dressed for work and hurried off, thinking I was surely putting on the bloat a bit early in the month. As I walked to my office, just before I reached the superintendent's office next to mine, I looked down and realized a pair of panty hose was the cause of my lumpy discomfort. They had, of course, clung to the inside of the pant leg during the drying cycle, and I didn't notice them when I hung the pants. I stopped, reached down and pulled them out right there. Just as I brought the entire panty hose out into plain sight, my boss, the superintendent, walked past with the business manager. They were engrossed in talk, but I heard the business manager say in a most puzzled tone, "How'd she do that?".

Onother time my son kinda embarassed me was in a Mcdonalds on a military post. My son was only just learning to talk and behind us in line was a Black man in Fatigues. My son was calling him daddy, i guess he saw the army fatigues and was thinking dad wears those. The man was very nice and told my son nope i don't think i am your dad but your cute enough i would claim you!

Oh Aimee! That is tooo funny! The poor man is probably telling the tale from the male point of view in gymn lockerrooms today!

And Wintermoor and Midwestsnowbird, If adults could be as curious about people who differ from ourselves as children are the world would soon be a much friendlier place!

Weezingreens, I agree! My mother once lectured me about not wearing the proper foundation garments. I prefer tshirts to bras, I told her she was too modern in her thinking and I was old fashioned. I think the inventors of bras, girdles and pantyhose were all women haters! Life is too short to live it trussed up like a turkey or wired into an un natural shape!

Ant that Bull story is a reeal GASSER! ROFLMBO

LMTO(laugh my tears out)!!!!!!!
wonderful acts one after another--bull,steak,beehive hair,bra,girdle,pantyhose......
what a live 'arabian nights'!

I have thought and thought about what moment to post here, because trust me, I have had some moments! LOL Some of them, I just cannot put here. Okay, so here goes. When I was 22 and dating my husband, we would go to Coney Island every Sunday. All of our friends would go on the same day and we would sit by the pool and drink draft beer. We were young and single and child free. Let me also add, I looked okay in a two piece bathing suit (not a bikini!) before having these five kids. LOL Well, some of our friends were older and had kids. On of their daughters begged me to go down the water slide with her. I had drank a few beers and agreed. Well, one slide is one of those windy ones and pretty calm. The other I had been warned about. You had to climb up some one hundred feet of steps or so. Then the slide shot straight out of the platform and had like two steps. You went so far out, then it dropped off, then it went out a bit and dropped off again. No one warned me how fast you actually went down. So when it was my turn, I gave a big push off and away I went, speeding down the flat part, laying down. Yes, laying down. Not that I wanted to, I just took off and went flat! LOL So I hit the first drop off and shot through the air like a rocket, in the laying position. I struggled to pull myself into a sitting position and did. Well, I had my hands over my eyes to keep my contacts from coming out with the water gushing into my face. So here I am, now sitting while flying through the air. And as things go, what goes up, must come down! And I did, quite firmly on my backside, still holding my hands over my eyes. I mangaged to stay upright down the second hump and into the trough that catches you at the end. So here I sit at the end of the ride, with a horrible wedgie from the slide and thrilled to death that I did not lose my contacts. My ride was over. I go to stand up and realize that somewhere along the ride, my top (a tube top kind) had rolled to my waist (probably when I slammed down) and there I was sitting with both breasts bare! I quickly lay down, pull my top up and stand up to get up. It appeared that no one noticed, not even the teenage boy lifeguard! About that time, a cute little old lady looks at me and says "Don't worry honey, we all saw that!" and she and her friends bust out laughing as the lifeguard turns ten shades of red. I have never done that slide again!

If you did attempt it again Chele, especially now, I'm sure it wouldn't be just a couple of old ladies that would notice...lolol!!!

LOL so funny Badseed oh no same happen to me once time when I was just got married oops so a shame and no one see me whew just my husband thank goodness.