List an embarrassing moment from you life. I once bought a magazine based

on the front cover. Turns out is was a phony cover and was actually a Mad Magazine. I was sitting at a bustop when two acquantances came along. Of course they asked to see what magazine it was. I was about 20 and so shy that I didn't even bother to explain the mistake I had made. I just sat there: beet red.

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This is my short one. Used to carpool to swim practice. The woman driving us was a larger woman, I got into the backseat and asked if she wanted this blanket up front, she said oh, yes, that is my sweater, whoops.

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behind a large woman. The woman's beeper went of and the 4 year old yelled out "watch out! She's backing up!". LOL!

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I was invited to dinner by an older co-worker after I had done a favor for her.

She gave me great directions to her house except for one major detail.  There were 3 avenues that connected to every street & she had not mentioned which one was the point from which I'd be making that first left turn.  Of course, I took the wrong avenue.

I followed the avenue until I got to her street, turned left at the intersection, then went to the third house to the left.

There was a young boy, approximately 12 yrs. old standing on the front porch, & I thought, 'Hmm, I didn't know Joyce had a young son.'

The boy smiled & waved at me when I stopped the car & got out.

"Hi!  Where's Joyce?" I asked him.

"She & Dad went walking.  Would you like to come in?"

I thought it was strange that Joyce would choose to go walking when she was expecting me.

I went inside & the boy couldn't have been more hospitable.  Right away, he asked me if I'd like to watch him feed his frog.  

Then we went back into the living room & I noticed mail on the coffee table addressed to "Mrs. Joyce Smith".

Wrong house, wrong Joyce!  I couldn't get over what a huge coincidence had just occurred.  Both women with the same first name lived three houses down on the same side of the street, but from different intersections.

I apologized to the boy, explained my mistake, & gave him my name & phone number in case his parents wanted to verify that I wasn't up to any mischief.

I found the Joyce I was looking for in her front yard watching for me & that was the point of embarrassment, especially knowing she had to go to the trouble of keeping the food warm an extra 20 minutes or so.

(hope no one was hurt)

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In my zeal to be a perfect employee I once informed a woman that pets weren't allowed in the store before I realized it was a seeing eye dog.

It was after the Saturday night church service so it was dark out. I was in the handbell choir, so I had to stay a couple extra minutes after mass to clean up and my parents went out to the parking lot to wait for me. I got to the parking lot, saw their car and got in.

Only it wasn't their car.... the nice older couple in the front seats turned around with a look of horror and amusement. I turned beat red as I profusely apologized, got out of their car and beat a hasty retreat to my parents car, praying they didn't see it. Luckily they didn't and I have yet to tell them. :blush:

turns out it was the PA State Police following us.

Boy my cheeks were red that day!

That was some impression I made!

When Will was about 14, we were in FLA visiting my parents. We went to a shopping center and were in a store that was having a fudge making demonstration. A crowd had gathered to watch and I spotted a kid who's back was to me but had a t-shirt similar to Will's. I went up behind him, leaned up against him, put my arms around his neck and rested my chin on his shoulder to watch the demonstration. The kid did not move a muscle. After a minute or so, my neice came up behind me and wispered in my ear, "Aunt Jane, that's not Will." I was out of that store in a flash. I have always wondered just what that poor kid was thinking.

I walked up behing my "wife" in a store and whispered in her ear what I wanted to do with her when we got home. Only it wasn't my wife. Whoops!

like one of my best friends. I walked up to her and hugged her. I took a few steps with my arm around her before I figured out it was some other girl. LOL!

I guess I missed her because I was wearing one of her dressed (I developed young), a muumuu style dress that I clearly had no idea how it looked on me. Since we were taking things to her I also had one of her overnight bags.

We got on the elevator with a young corpsman who looked at us and asked, "Do you want me to push the button for my floor or do you need to go straight up to maternity?"

It didn't help matters that my father laughed until we nearly had to go to cardiology. I don't know who was more embarrassed, me or the corpsman, but I can still feel it to this day.

in Miami. I was all decked out in a red hat, red see-through blouse and looking pretty sexy. Well, my friends and I were walking in front of the stage to our seats. Well, I tripped on a speaker wire and fell flat on my face.

Got showered, dressed, had my breakfast and walked out to the bus stop. Stood there for about 10 minutes thinking that traffic was sure light today. After 15 minutes wondered why the bus hadn't come: Had there been an accident up the street blocking traffic? Checked my watch. Noticed it said today was "Sunday." Walked back to my house.

and about 8:00 a.m. noticed that no one else had come in. I finally checked the calendar and realized that it was Memorial Day. What a waste of sleep!

She woke us all up (we couldn't figure out why), fed us breakfast, and then told us to hurry and get dressed or we'd be late for school. It was then that I informed her that it was Saturday.

did the splits one time too many. I ripped the ass of my pants from the crouch to the waist band. I wasn't wearing shorts just a jock strap. I backed my bare ass off stage while my partner laughed her guts out.

No, I didn't. I don't know why I just said that.

I said, "That's cool, my mother is a bartender, too!"

Wasn't embarrassed at the time, but in hindsight...oy vey. :)

We sat at a table right up front near the band and before we even got settled in a guy came over and asked me to dance. I politely turned him down telling him I wanted to order a drink first. So the lead singer of the band must have seen this and made an announcement over his mic saying "I've seen these girls and guys come over to ask them to dance and they look them up and down and then say no. I don't want anyone to ask these girls to dance for the rest of the night."

I'm not sure if it was as much embarrassing as humiliating - AND he totally misread what happened! In any case we left :-(

I would have never gone back to that place again.

with the tone of the rest of the thread...oh well. And yeah, he was an asshole but it seems worse now then it did at the time. :-)

I was just all, "wha!? The nerve!" when I read it. It just so offended my sensibilities :) But yeah, definitely a hole, swallow me up moment, for sure. This whole thread is great. I'm trying to think of what I can contribute. I have a few of my own.

with all the unpopular guys all the time. And then they'd keep coming back to me because I was the only one saying yes. One of them was a distant cousin of mine who was very overweight. I was so humiliated to be dancing with a relative but even more afraid of hurting somebody's feelings. So I kept on.

without a skirt. Just blouse and pantyhose. The other one - got into what I thought was my car and noticed a frightened woman in the passenger seat.

and turned to a man of a different race and said "let's go" before I realized this was not my twin. He thought it was hilarious, thank god.

Instead of posting something in the Mod forum I...er...ahem...posted it in GD. Luckily I was right and the poster was gone but...Oy.

Another embarrassing (bunch of) moment(s), I used to accidentally PM people instead of alerting on them. Talk about a red face (x the 10 or 11 times I did this). I was able to talk myself out of it most of the time with the exception of corarose.