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Katie77:
YEP....been there and done that too....and with the stalker as well.....doesnt it piss you, when you are feeling like a bloody idiot, and some one is watching you.......

David In Indy:
Ednbarby and Katie  -

Yes. I am very good at losing my car too. But I drive a small compact car and it can easily hide in the endless sea of SUVs and pickup trucks. Well, that is my excuse. But the truth is, I'm a dingbat.

I had something embarrassing happen to me during a staff meeting several years ago. I was running a few minutes late and when I arrived, everyone was already there. As I sat down, my chair made a very loud "farting noise". Everyone turned and looked at me. A few people laughed, but most just gave me a shocked and horrified stare. I told them the noise came from the chair and NOT from me. I tried several times, but as fate would have it, I couldn't get the chair to make that sound again.

moremojo:

--- Quote from: ednbarby on September 16, 2006, 07:27:53 am ---We were sitting in our booth eating some chips and (yummy, yummy fresh-made) salsa, when this very tall older gentleman walked in, dressed to the nines - he looked like a CEO or something - just had that commanding presence.  He also had a rather prominent beer belly.  Will goes, loudly, "That's a tall man!"  I said, "Yes, that's a tall, nice-looking gentleman."  Then he says, loudly again, "And a fat man!"  It wasn't a question of whether the man heard him - the whole restaurant heard him.  This is a very small place - only five booths along the wall, a couple of tables for two at either end, and a bar.  I leaned in very close and whispered very quietly, "Honey, it's not nice to call people that."  He goes, "What?  Fat?"  Again very loudly.  If we weren't meeting Ed, I'd have taken him out of there.  But all I could do was hope he wouldn't say it again, change the subject and move on.
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Children can be scathingly honest, which can be refreshing at the same time it can be so mortifying! I have been "called out" once too by a child in a restaurant, and, while indeed embarrassing, I had to commend that little girl in my mind for being true to herself. These children mean no harm in their statements; there really is a kind of innocence in this behavior, though it can provoke hurt and embarrassed feelings.

I remember a time when I was very young, and my mother had taken me to a shopping mall in Houston. As we walked, we faced a group of women, one of whom was in a wheelchair. I had never seen this contraption, and immediately walked up to the woman, asking her what the chair was and why she was in it. My mother hastily apologized profusely, and yanked me away, hissing at me to never do that again. I was hurt and frightened; I truly didn't understand what I had done wrong. We learn politeness as we grow up, but sometimes sacrifice valuable candor for genteel manners.

Scott

Arad-3:
LOL! These are all so funny. Just about all of them I can relate to. But I have to say the most embarrassing moment for me happened about 10 years ago.

I took my daughter who was only five at the time, out to a nice resturant in the city where we live. The place was full as it was a Saturday night and we ended up at a small table in the back wall of the dinning room. I am a little claustrophobic and fond my self starting to sweat and started feeling a little anxious. My daughter was tired because we had been shopping a good part of the day, and she started whinning. Well now I am really startiing to sweat and am feeling kinda panicky. I felt like I couldn't breathe. Well unfortunatly for us there was an Emergency Only Exit door right beside us. We hadnt ordered anything yet so I decided we were leaving and fast. So I pushed open the door and all of a sudden this loud alarm went off! My daughter was not close enough to the door to just run out, so I had to stand there in full veiw of the whole dinning room. This alarm was loud!! A couple waiters ran over and tried to turn it off but didn't know how to. The bartender came running back and he didnt know how to. the manager was not there, My daughters crying. everybody is staring at me disgusted because they cant visit with the noise. I felt like i was going to pass out. this went on for what seemed to be ten minutes. Finally someone stopped it and they closed the door! I had to walk back through that packed dinning room with mad patrons. No one said "thankyou, please come again" either. it was a nightmare!!!

David In Indy:

--- Quote from: Arad-3 on September 22, 2006, 10:28:05 pm ---.... Finally someone stopped it and they closed the door! I had to walk back through that packed dinning room with mad patrons. No one said "thankyou, please come again" either. it was a nightmare!!!

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lol

That really is a good one! :D   That must have been incredibly embarrassing for you.

Once while I was travelling up in Quebec City with some friends, I noticed a really cute guy. It was one of those moments most gay men can relate to. We noticed each other, walked past each other, and we both turned and checked each other out a second time. He was really cute. I walked over to him and we began talking to each other in French (He didn't speak English.) It had just finished raining and I was standing under the edge of a very large awning. Unkown to me, a huge pool of water had collected on top of the awning from the rain. As I was talking to him (I think his name was Alan) the entire pool of water rolled off the edge of the awning and dumped directly on top of me. I was so embarrassed I forgot all my French for the next five minutes.

We did hook up with each other later on that evening and continued to see each other while I was up there.

At least it wasn't  a total "washout".   ::)

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