Can you help me get over this mortifyingly embarrassing situation?

Email her and tell her what you’ve just told us above. If she’s confident it was a weird accident and not deliberate sexual harassment, I would expect she’ll find it a bit humorous and give you no grief about it.

Share similar stories? Sorry. I’ve been the big boss now for nearly 30 years, but back when I was working for others, I never did anything even remotely like that.

Let it go. Her moment to make a big deal out of it has come and passed. Awkward moment. I don’t think you need to be mortified.

It really doesn’t sound that horrible. I have experienced far more embarrassing things. Put a little perspective into it. It’s only awkward if you make it.

“She giggled and said “hi there”” Sounds like she isn’t terribly fazed about your impromptu grope so I’d forget about it.

I fell out of my office roller chair. I came out of the bathroom with my dress tucked into my hose. Just laugh and go on

When my husband won the lottery I called my boss and was so excited i said ’‘love you bye”. Too many to list.

Doesn’t seem that mortifying to me, especially considering her reaction. Just forget about it. Acting embarrassed will only make it worse.

She has already forgotten about it. She’s human and hasn’t always been at her position. She knows how embarrassed you were.
Here’s my embarrassing story. In my office we had these little cubbies stacked up where the receptionist would put our mail and correspondence. I was picking mine up about the same time my bos was getting his. As we bot reached up, I realized for the first time that he was short, and it just came out of my mouth, “oh, you’re short!” He was only about 5’2” and I really had never noticed. The more I tried to fix it the worse it got. I said, “oh, really, that’s a compliment because I never realized it before.” He kept giving me that annoyed look. I couldn’t get my foot out of my mouth for anything so I eventually hung my head and walked away.
Then there was the time that I didn’t realize until years later that the term to “Jew someone down” was ethnic. I actually thought it started with a “G.” I never grew up around any Jewish culture so I didn’t even know about the stereotype. It wasn’t until years later that I learned that the term was ethnic and realized I had previously had a job that fit the stereotype. I’m sure I probably used the phrase with him. (I get queasy and embarrassed (ashamed) thinking about it.

@ETpro , come on. You have to have an embarrassing client story at least!

When I was 16 I went to try out for the school play. I wanted to sing “Somewhere over the Rainbow”, but I got stage fright and forgot the words.

Oh @jordym84 – I have so many embarrassing work stories I could literally write a book. (A very Erma Bombeck-esque book.)

Here’s a recent one for you –
I switched roles into a sort of a sales position a couple of years ago. One of the first major accounts I assisted on – the Sales Executive (which is sort of like my boss’ boss—but I don’t report directly up to the Sales Exec) I partnered with on the opportunity was very kind, well-respected and a bit older than me. (He reminded me of my father, to be honest..)

We traveled to Toronto to meet with a customer and were waiting for a taxi to the airport together on the curb in front of the hotel when I remembered my phone charging cable was in my suitcase and I wanted to move it to my smaller carry-on bag.
I unzipped the top of the small carry-on suitcase and reached my arm in to find the cable. Somehow a pair of my dirty undies got stuck on my sleeve, so when I pulled my arm out (holding the cable in my hand) the underwear fell out and landed directly on top of the Sales Exec’s shoe. He reflexively reached down to help me retrieve whatever had fallen on his shoe and only after it was in his hand did it register that he was holding a pair of my (dirty) underwear.
I mumbled apologies, turned bright red and quickly stashed them back in the suitcase. He tactfully did not say a word. I was mortified..but he was very gracious in not prolonging my embarrassment.

Oh god I hope they were sexy ones @geeky_mama!

We had just bought an expensive car and we had to drive over to a house my s/o was remodeling for someone. There were people outside the house near the front yard and , my s/o being the homebuilder, I wanted to make a halfway decent impression.
We pulled up into the driveway, I opened the passenger door and a big toilet paper roll plopped out and *rolled down” the driveway.

I was wearing a skirt which I never have done before and was at the grocery store. I went to the Ladies Room. I came out and continued my grocery shopping and felt a breeze on my legs. I reached behind me and the entire back of my skirt was tucked into the waistband of my skirt. I hope someone enjoyed the view. haha

That’s funny! You know, this might be a good thing. Your name will certainly stay at the forefront of her mind. Sounds like she understood it was an accident. If she’d gotten angry it might be a different situation.
Next time you see her just mutter, “I’m sorry.” :)

Thanks for all the replies, everyone!! And thank you also for the great (albeit embarrassing) stories haha. Just to clarify, I wasn’t beating myself over it, I was just really, really embarrassed, but I think I’m over it now. But I’ll only know for sure next time I see her lol.

Okay @jordym84…It’s been a week. How are you doing with this? Have you seen the woman again?

If it helps, here is another story. When I was the assistant general manager at a Chicago hotel, Alec Baldwin and Meg Ryan were staying there, along with other cast members, while filming Prelude to a Kiss. It was about 6am, and I was doing a walk around the hotel to check for anything amiss. While pushing an abandoned luggage cart across the parking lot towards the entrance, a limo pulled up. I maneuvered the cart through the first set of doors and had to look back to see if I could catch a glimpse of the movie stars in the vehicle behind me.

The cart met resistance. Assuming it was caught on the handle of the second door, it was given another push or two. I finally turned around to see that the door was being held open by Ned Beatty (actor) and the cart was hitting him.

Like yours, the situation was mortifying. I remember apologizing profusely to Mr. Beatty, telling my boss what happened when she came in, wondering if I would be fired, and that nothing resulted from the incident. Let’s both of us chalk it up to the understanding of those that we might consider in a position of power to be fair and understanding humans.