Well, two come immediately to mind
1. I was leading the furnace guy into basement and told him to watch his head on the low-ceiling in my basement stairwell...I then turned around and fell down the stairwell.
2. I'll tell SI group because I'm anonymous on here and it's one I can't tell too many people in person. Yes, it is THAT embarrassing..
background: about 15 years ago my sister worked in jewelry business, high-end stuff. She would get customers ordering big $$ jewelry and to save them tax dollars would ship to my address out-of-state. She would then come across state line to pick it up at my place and then go back to deliver the jewelry to customer. I didn't like the arrangement and had been telling her I wanted it to end.
So, ethics aside...
she called me one day and said the customer wanted to drive to my apartment and pick it up themselves, they had a special party. I didn't like that idea but finally agreed. I received the package and told my sister it was there and she contacted customer.
The husband and wife drive 2 HOURS to pick up this special-order necklace for their party that night.
I hand them the package, he brings it outside to their car and wife uses my bathroom.
All of a sudden Husband is back at my door asking me "is this some kind of joke?!"
I ask what is wrong.
He replies "this is NOT a necklace and this is NOT what I ordered"
OMG...it's beginning to dawn on me....
Husband is pissed. He's wondering what is going on after driving 2 hours.
I'm beginning to remember the contents of the other package I had been expecting....
Husband hands me the box
I peek in and yep, I was afraid of that...
I look at the return address, which I hadn't done before.
it was actually something I had ordered.
It was definitely NOT their 15K necklace...
Instead of their beautiful diamond necklace, there in that box was the neon-green BOB and assorted other toys I had ordered
I was mortified.
OMG, what could I say?!?!
I wanted to sink into the floor and disappear.
They ultimately wound up driving back home 2 hours, with a bad attitude, no necklace and only a good story to tell at their party.
Me? Well, after the mortification wore off, I had a fun night
The real necklace did arrive a few days later and my sister picked it up.
Needless to say, that was THE END of that entire arrangement my sister had going.
I've only told 4 people that story IRL. Now I share with SI my most embarrassing moment. EVER.