Thankfully, I got over it and Fwbf would probably have tried to pop it had I done it in front of him
ETA: My other one was walking into the glass doors at a store in the mall. One was open, one was closed. I walked into the closed one and just like in the movies, my face unattractively smashed into it, I froze and then I fell back onto the ground from the impact. Made for a great laugh though!
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forgiven and in R :)
"To err is human.
*sorry bad day at work*
ETA: I was around 15...
[This message edited by Unagie at 10:52 AM, April 8th (Monday)]
Both had DDays and TT
Do not let others be your reference for who you see in the mirror.
Stop allowing people to hurt you, because you don't love you enough to walk away.
I've called a boss "Daddy"
I've tucked my skirt into the back of my pantyhose and then stood in the hallway talking to a coworker as other coworker passed by and didn't say a word.
I was having an argument with my then BF (now X) wherein he used a racial slur; I was enraged and blurted out, "What do you mean you feel like a xxxxxxxxx" in front of a restaurant full of patrons (and he proceeded to chastize me for using the slur )
My entire family got in the wrong car after church one Sunday morning.
I was (much) less than gracious when then BF gave me an old rug for Christmas-in front of his whole family (my present--skis--were rolled up inside the old rug.)
I was reciting what thought was a funny poem in front of my class and everyone was laughing hysterically. Turns out my wrap-around skirt had unwrapped...
That's all I can remember right now
“The most difficult times for many of us are the ones we give ourselves.”
― Pema Chödrön
When I was a junior in high school, I was strutting my stuff in the cafeteria, and I slipped on some grilled onions someone had tossed on the floor. I skidded about 10 ft on my ass, and when I stood up, the onions were plastered all over my butt. And not one of my "friends" told me.
Or when I was in junior high and I went on stage to present a poem and fell on stage tripping over the microphone wire. My mother was a smart woman and looked away acting like she didn't see or else I probably would have cried.
Or when I thought I was alone in our apt one day and came out the bathroom without a stitch of clothing on after a shower (I left my clothes in the bedroom) and came face to face with one of SO's friends who he'd brought home so him and had failed to tell me was there.
There's more if I dig...
This was before I had a cell phone, so I went inside and asked the store manager what to do, he suggested AAA. I was freaking out. Went back outside to think. Saw another couple in the lot with a flat tire, with a AAA guy helping them change it. Flirted with the AAA guy after he finished with their tire and he jimmied the door for me. Drove home.
Told my friend who owned the car about it 2 years later.
ETA: Actually, getting yelled at by the venue manager at that wedding was pretty embarrassing too, but one of the waitresses told us later that the bride and groom thought it was awesome that they had wedding crashers and wanted a picture with us, but we'd already been run off.
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Eeeesh...his eyes about popped outta his head before he smirked...It was pretty horrible. Since I couldn't poof right then, I kinda hoped that maybe I would never see him again. Nope...he was there at the front desk. Every.Flippin.Day.
I can't even tell you how many times I have fallen in public. It's not even embarrassing anymore. I just jump up, throw my arms out and say, "Wanna see me do that again?"
Most recently, I had multiple bags of groceries in my hand in a downpour. I was driving JM's truck, and decided I would make a really smooth move and open the door,jump in and close the door all in one move.
Uh huh. That's the way it was supposed to work. Except when I flung the door open and went to spring into the seat, I realized there was a man sitting behind the wheel, talking on his cell phone. Yeah, cuz it was HIS truck, not mine. He asked me if I was coming with him and I said, "No, not tonight. Thanks, though!" And slunk away in the rain.
And last, but not least, one of the first weekend JM stayed with me when we were dating, he arrived on a Friday afternoon. My now 21yo ds (5 yo at the time) was taking a nap. So we decided to use the time to our advantage. We were in the bedroom, um, fully involved, when we heard JM's sister OUTSIDE OUR BEDROOM DOOR, saying, "Hello? Hello? Are you in there?"
DS had woken up, and let her in when she knocked at the door because he knew her. OMG was I mortified. She never would tell us how long she'd been there.
YEARS AGO....Paul Newman was in town to film a movie. My mom takes me to see him when he gets to town center.
Crowds of ppl and I can't see him cause I am tooo little. So my mom puts me on her shoulders and runs to the front of the roped off area so I can see. Paul looks over and smiles a big smile at my mom.
Hey - she was hot back in the day so she was taking it all in (blush, smile, wink).
Paul leaves and crowd is dying down. She goes to get me off of her shoulders and realized the buttons on the front of her silk disco blouse (hey it WAS the seventies) had all come un-done. Paul was REALLY grinning at my mom's exposed frontage.
Edited...guess those old blue eyes got an eyeful that day!
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I once was looking down at a chart and exclaimed to a patient "hey you've lost 35 lbs since I saw you last!" I look up and he is glaring at me while sitting on the table with his crutches and his above the knee amputation from diabetes! Oopsie!
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