Are you absent-minded? Share with me an embarrasing story.

I have one major personality quirk that I am notorious for, that being my absent-mindedness. Since I think too much and live much of life "in my head", I have the propensity to act in very, for lack of a more precise word, stupid ways.

I just came back from getting drive thru at Wendy's. You know how there are two windows, one for paying and one for getting your food? Well because I was so wrapped up in thought thinking about what I was going to do this afternoon, after paying for my meal, I completely bypassed the second window and forgot to get my damn food! What's worse is that I drove for a good 5 minutes before realizing it!!! Imagine how embarrasing it was for me to go back into the Wendy's and explain that I didn't get my food from drive thru because I, well, forgot.

I did get laughed at, rightfully so.

I'd like to see if anyone can top that.

way back in college, I showed up for my calculus class in my bunny slippers - the funny thing is that I had walked almost 10 minutes to class without realizing that I had my bunny slippers on instead of sandals.
The huge pink fluffy things were too big to hide under the desk.

then there was the time I made zucchini bread and forgot the zucchini...

*disclaimer* it was not my oven, so I wasn't familiar with it. :shrug:

so i stapled together some red paper and made one, it did not go over too well. not too well at all.

...not a good memory!

No nookie for you on Prom Night.

Your mother and female friends are to blame for that. Guys can not be trusted to remember flowers.

leaving them all at the end of the conveyer belt...sheesh...but my usually VERY put-together brother takes the cake on this one.
He once got on a plane with his family and once in the air, realized that his car was parked, locked, keys in and running, in a 5-minute zone in front of the airport *LMAO* hee hee....we never let him forget it!

We were hosting a meet at our place. It was the middle of the season or so. We were taking on the worst team in the conference, I think. So, what happened was I was on the leaderboard in the backstroke (which I usually was, even though the backstroke was my only true strength in swimming), and I had a hiatus of about half an hour before my next race. So I had to go to the bathroom. Had to go bustin' for a slash (peeing). This was an indoor pool, naturally, cause I'm from up north. The boys and girls locker rooms were both on opposite ends of the concrete grandstand side, and I walked to what I THOUGHT was the boys locker room, went in, and noticed no urinals...

I RACED out back to the pool sidelines with my heart racing, I saw the "GIRLS" sign on top of the door, I saw my teammates on the other end laughing at me, (thank GOD none of the opponents noticed it) and I looked to see if any of the 250 or so (including my parents) in attendance noticed it. Thankfully, the doors were below the grandstand, so no spectators would notice it. I blushed all the way to the "BOYS" room.

Needless to say, a few of my teammates saw it, and we laughed it up afterwards. I never had the heart to tell my folks. I'm thankful that probably not even a dozen people noticed.

I had on tights, top, slip, and coat. I arrived at school, and a teacher ran out in the hall and said, "Lisa, your mother just called! It seems that you forgot to put on your dress!"

It was true. Luckily, we lived close and I ran back and put it on.

i was cooking bacon on the stove (atkins) and doing some dishes. so i turn on the water and i'm trying desperately to find something on TV that doesn't repulse me. and i'm flipping through the channels thinking "mmm that bacon sounds good crackling in the pan"

i turn around and there's like ten gallons of water on the floor!
i was listening to water hit the floor thinking it was bacon....
what an idiot!!!

Once I had a blowout on the freeway. I didn't notice it at all but I kept hearing this flapping noise. I asked my friend to look out the window and see if there was a helicopter hovering directly above our car (and keeping pace with it, I guess). She said no, I think it's something on the car, so we pulled over and the left rear tire was completely gone! Not a shred of rubber left. I was glad to see that my car maintained such great control, because I literally had no idea I was missing a tire.

I skipped the part where I was supposed to put it on the conveyor belt, just walked out. :-)

around 1980...just out of college. Was staying at a VERY conservative relative's house, as their son was getting married a short distance away. This was a cross-country visit, btw.

My long distance girlfriend at the time lived only 100 miles from there, so she came to spend the weekend too, since our hosts had an extra bedroom for her. Late the first night, I stumbled through the dark to her room to "visit" for a bit.

I was really thin at the time (4 years at a military academy will do that to you) but considerably taller than my girlfriend. After visiting for a while, I got dressed and slipped back to the room I was staying in shortly before sunup.

Only one small problem - before returning to my room, I got dressed in the dark, and put on the wrong pair of pants. They felt just fine, but were WAY too short. Since I arrived late the night before, my suitcase was still sitting right in the middle of the living room - where everyone in the extended family had gathered for coffee long before I got up.

I did try my best "I did not have sexual relations with that woman..." but I don't think I was very convincing wearing Jordache women's jeans that only came down to my shins.

If there's a trophy for this, let me give you my address...

av8rdave

we'd been having company nonstop for days, and we kept switching beds. I fell asleep watching TV in the kitchen, and went to the bathroom and bed in the dark. I accidentally climbed into bed with my boyfriend's brother-in-law - wearing NOTHING BUT A PAIR OF SOCKS. LOL. I quickly jumped out.

maybe not!

av8rdave

... what was I gonna say again?

We met (at his insistence) at the Corner Bakery in Buckhead for breakfast on a cold, winter morning. I met him at the door; I could tell he was looking for me because he had that "I'm meeting a stranger look" and started making small talk as we moved through the cafe-style line. I was the one trying to get into school (and he was evaluating me) so I was trying to impress him.

He bought my breakfast and we sat down to continue the interview. He was grilling me pretty good, when the door opened behind us and cold air rushed in and around our table. He asked if I wanted to move away from the door to avoid the cold. I said "no, I'm fine" (I didn't want to come across as a complainer). He replied "of course you don't want to move, what with your experience in the Army infantry and all". I looked at him cockeyed and told him I hadn't been in the infantry or the Army. He looked puzzled. We explored that a little bit only to realize he thought he was interviewing someone else (not me) for a job. I had the wrong guy. I just spilled my guts to the wrong guy.

We looked at the door and there were two very puzzled dudes looking for the strangers they were supposed to meet for a breakfast interview.

It was very embarrasing. I didn't get in.

It was Christmas holiday and my sister's family and mine were both visiting our parents. There were 4 small kids: her 5-y-old, my 3-y-old, and we each had a just-turned-one baby. I was sitting on the couch, and all kids but mine were accounted for. I started to panic (she'd just recently learned how to walk/climb stairs/etc.) I asked, in a panicked voice, "Where's Raven". They all looked at me like I was a freak: she was at my tit, nursing. :dunce: