What is your best "Lifes most embarrassing moment" story?

I have so many, and I try to not dwell on them because they cause me anxiety even later on, so I don’t have a “best”.. however, today I got an exam back, one that I was really anxious about, and got a decent score on it. Feeling pretty pleased with myself, I held it and read it as I walked up the stairs to exit class. Smug smile on my face, I then tripped on the stairs and fell almost on my face (barely managed to catch myself), in front of the entire class.

When I was little, my mom and I were on a train to go visit some of my family, in FL. So I really needed to use the bathroom. So I went to the bathroom, and I don’t know what happened, the train hit a major bump, or mabey it was an animal, I don’t know. All I know is that once it hit whatever it hit, I rolled off the toilet, and rolled out into the area where you wash your hands. Well, I remember yelling at this old lady who had been in there washing her hands, because my pants were down to my ankles, and I was crying, and I ran to hide behind my mom with my behind showing. So now I am scared to use public restrooms.

I’ll tell one of mine. In a public bathroom, sitting on the toilet. Hear a funny noise
in the stall beside me when I suddenly realize I walked into the mens room by mistake.

@alenaD I totally know what you mean about having an anxiety attack later.hahha.
At band camp I had a crush on a girl for an entire week before realizing she was a she (I like boys). For a middle schooler this was quite horrifying!

@Judi Are you trying to say that women don’t fart?

My mom walked in on me when I was masterbating. I was 13.
She acted like she did not notice.
Fine with me, never discussed it. Works for me, I am cool with that. Alll is good.. No problem. I got over it. Does not bother me. God kill me now!!!

;-)

@ChazMaz bahahahhahah

@rebbel, never in a public bathroom. The only acceptable noise for women is “tinkle tinkle tinkle.”

One day, when I was in high school, my boyfriend at the time was at my house and we were in my room getting a bit frisky…then my dad knocks on the door and walks in. Thankfully the boyfriend and I weren’t having sex, but my pants were completely off and I was in just my underwear, so I had to grab the blanket at the end of my bed and try to cover myself in the half-second it took him to push open the door (the door wasn’t allowed to be completely closed if boyfriend and I were in there) after he knocked. I was still arranging it when he walked in and of course he knew what was going on. His face went very still, he said whatever it was he came in to tell me, then left. We didn’t ever speak about it, I don’t think he even told my mom. It still horrifies me to this day…ugh.

@Judi Got it.
The tinkling-sound i find yuk, by the way, be it from a male or female.

It’s just womens room “unspoken rules.”

I was in 5th grade and we went on a field trip for a week to Chincoteague Island to compliment the “marine biology” studies we had in school…

The last day we were cleaning up and everyone was getting on the bus, I was waiting to use the bathroom and there was a girl in there taking FOREVER! (Wendy I won’t say your last name… you know who you are) I BEGGED her to please hurry up… I was past the point where I could have run to the next dorm to go or even to go upstairs, I had to go THAT BAD… well, it happened. I couldn’t hold it any longer and I wet my shorts… only it wasn’t even like a dribble… the urine started rushing out of me uncontrollably and I started crying as I was standing there in an ever growing puddle, she finally opened the door… a teacher had come up to see that everyone was on their way to the bus, thankfully the teacher helped me out by getting my bag off the bus and getting me clean bottoms… but not before Wendy told EVERYONE On the bus what happened.

It was summer… I went back to school in the fall and NOBODY in the 5th grade (now 6th graders in middle school) forgot… I was tortured for MONTHS!

All of them! The one that pops into my head right now is, when I was 12 (maybe 11) I was riding my bike getting used to the new neighborhood. We had moved in about a week ago and I noticed a few kids my age, so I put myself out to let everyone see the new girl! As I approached the end of the street I lived on there was a house surrounded by a fence that was about 8–10 feet tall. It was a chain link fence so you could see everything within and those within could see everything without. Saying that, as I came even with the corner of the fence two huge horse-like dogs came running and barking and I lost control of my bike and ran face first into a U-Haul sitting at the corner of the street. All the local kids came running out laughing and pulling me out from under the truck saying how great that was. They turned out to be my greatest friends!

The first time I had to go buy maxi pads the bastard behind the counter actually asked me if I wanted a bag.

I mean really. I was ten and on a bike. Yeah, I wanted a damned bag!

Let me set the scene: It’s a few weeks before prom, I’m 17 years old, a self proclaimed “bad boy” and dating a cheerleader. It’s evening and my girlfriend is at cheer practice, so I decide before going to pick her up that this is the perfect opportunity to go get flowers so that I can properly ask her to prom.

I walk into Safeway to get flowers and while picking out a bouquet I see a teddy bear. Looking back I couldn’t tell you what I was thinking as I had over $100 in my wallet, but apparently I thought buying the teddy bear would be stupid, so I stash it by the front door and go to pay for the flowers intending to snatch the bear on my way out.

I paid for the flowers and made my way to the door, as I approach I quickly snatch the teddy bear and take my first step out of the door. Second step I think to myself, “these people have never met the likes of me, a genuine shoplifting mastermind.” Third step, continuing my self aggrandizing… Then it happened. Someone yelled out to me, “I believe you have something that belongs to me!” it was a 300lb under cover security guard.

Without thinking I ran only to be thwarted by my own baggy pants, which just happened to fall down mid-sprint. there I am being cuffed in front of a crowd over a teddy bear, pants at my ankles, road rash on my face and the worst part… I was about 6 hours late picking up my girlfriend after being processed.

@drClaw ; More evidence that the baggy pants thing was a really stupid fad.

@Judi Agreed! However it was a good life lesson, I got over the whole “tough guy” thing pretty fast after that.

@ChazMaz LOLLLLLL…....oh man. What a Kodak moment, bless your heart.

I was on an high school band trip and we were in a hotel room (me and 3 other friends), I had just taken a shower and was in my briefs shaving in front of the mirror in the room, one of my idiot friends whipps open the hotel room door (which I was standing by) and shouts “Look everyone! rottenit is naked!” I looked through the door and most of the flag squad and cheerleaders were waiting for the elevators. For some reason I just looked at them and kept shaving, no expression, no comment, just shave

I have a very strange coincidence that just happened, regarding the story I told yesterday, which make me wonder if maybe… “Wendy you know who you are” is a Flutherite… she friend requested me on facebook last night.