What would be one of your most embarrassing moments

Too be honest I have so many embarrassing moments. It would take too long to list them. I just try to forget and hope I have compassion for anyone in an embarrassing situation. Like peope at the grocery, that are just a little short on funds. I just hand the clerk cash or card to help them. If someone gets sick in public I help them to the ladies room and clean them up etc.....
 
High School... watching a video in health class that involved a lot of blood. The room was stiflingly hot and this wimp passed out at the desk and came to as the teacher and a classmate were pulling me into the hallway to "get some air from the open outside door." I'd had plans to go to nursing school but when I started getting teased mercilessly about not being able to stand the sight of blood, I decided on journalism instead. I maintain 40+ years later that it was the hot room. 🤭
 
I was at the local tavern where some of the guys would play chess with the bartender who was quite good at it. Several times I had seem him play with someone who was believed to be somewhat of a dimwit. Well, that dimwit offered to play a game with me and he beat me. He must have picked up some tips on playing from the bartender.
 
I once lost two out of three games of racquetball to a guy with an artificial leg. I didn't even realize he had a fake leg until we were finished. I mentioned about him hitting the floor with his racquet because I kept hearing a click, he just laughed and showed me his leg.

Duh on me!
 

What would be one of your most embarrassing moments​


Carrying a heavy (old style) big screen TV into an old gal's house

Halfway thru the door my pants fell off

No place to set the TV
so, I short stepped my way to the kitchen table

She pointed the way to the bedroom with one hand
and covered her chortling mouth with her other
 
There have been so many but I'll tell one. I had a date and first time meeting with a man and while I was waiting for him to arrive I ordered a glass of red wine 🍷. Somehow I managed to spill it all down the front of my pretty blouse.

There was no way to clean it. So I met him and we had dinner but I think he thought I was some kind of slob. That was the first time I had spilled wine on myself and the last. I never heard from him again. He wasn't really my type anyhow.
 
In high school, parking and making out with my boyfriend, drinking a beer. Suddenly, cops shined a flashlight in the window. They knew we had alcohol as we dumped the ice cooler outside the car. Did I mention my shirt was off? Cops asked my guy to step outside the car, just told him to take me home. I could hear the cop chuckling as he walked back to the patrol car.
I will add that I married this guy a year later.:)
 
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Chet said:
I was at the local tavern where some of the guys would play chess with the bartender who was quite good at it. Several times I had seem him play with someone who was believed to be somewhat of a dimwit. Well, that dimwit offered to play a game with me and he beat me. He must have picked up some tips on playing from the bartender.
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The question is were you playing for money? Did they run a scam on you?
 
C50 said:
I once lost two out of three games of racquetball to a guy with an artificial leg. I didn't even realize he had a fake leg until we were finished. I mentioned about him hitting the floor with his racquet because I kept hearing a click, he just laughed and showed me his leg.

Duh on me!
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Sorry, I had to laugh, I had a dear friend who was an amputee, he loved to play jokes and shock people with his prothesis.
 
Right Now said:
In high school, parking and making out with my boyfriend, drinking a beer. Suddenly, cops shined a flashlight in the window. They knew we had alcohol as we dumped the ice cooler outside the car. Did I mention my shirt was off? Cops asked my guy to step outside the car, just told him to take me home. I could hear the cop chuckling as he walked back to the patrol car.
I will add that I married this guy a year later.:)
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I won't go into detail but the thing we have in common is high school, married the guy, no cop but his father......
 
It was 1983. Men's Triple A Minor League season championship game. Score is tied and we're in overtime. I'm covering left field. The opposing team has a runner at 1st and another at 3rd, and their batter has a 2 & 2 count when he hits this weirdly sluggish little pop-up fly toward left field that drops right onto the foul line. It doesn't bounce, and it doesn't roll through, it just spins on the foul line right where it landed for what felt like an eternity.

And I can't explain why, but I scooped it up. Making matters worse, I shot it to first like a freaking cannon ball. Naturally our baseman wasn't expecting that, and we lost the championship by two runs.

If I'd have had one more second's worth of patience, that probably would have been a foul ball. We could have won that championship.

This shouldn't still haunt me after 40-some years, but it does.
 
Murrmurr said:
It was 1983. Men's Triple A Minor League season championship game. Score is tied and we're in overtime. I'm covering left field. The opposing team has a runner at 1st and another at 3rd, and their batter has a 2 & 2 count when he hits this weirdly sluggish little pop-up fly toward left field that drops right onto the foul line. It doesn't bounce, and it doesn't roll through, it just spins on the foul line right where it landed for what felt like an eternity.

And I can't explain why, but I scooped it up. Making matters worse, I shot it to first like a freaking cannon ball. Naturally our baseman wasn't expecting that, and we lost the championship by two runs.

If I'd have had one more second's worth of patience, that probably would have been a foul ball. We could have won that championship.

This shouldn't still haunt me after 40-some years, but it does.
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Truth be told, as a girl who has not followed baseball only boys that played baseball, I have no idea what you are talking about but what ever happened still weighs heavy in your mind and heart. Throw that out, you have made a home run, raising your kids, coming back from a horrific injury, giving a tiny baby boy a good start in life, finding new love, buying a new home to share with your wife and some little children that need you. I think in the end, if you stop and look back at the big picture, you have won the World Series. If I knew how I would add a clip of a huge stadium of people doing the wave but I don't, you will just have to settle for my admiration!!
 
Me, to a female friend I hadn't seen in a while: "Hi, <her name>! Good to see you! Oh, I see you're pregnant!" From the looks of her belly, she looked to be about six months into a pregnancy.
Her: "No, I'm not pregnant."
Me. "Oh, ummmm...."

That was way back in the 1980s.
 
Blessed said:
Truth be told, as a girl who has not followed baseball only boys that played baseball, I have no idea what you are talking about but what ever happened still weighs heavy in your mind and heart. Throw that out, you have made a home run, raising your kids, coming back from a horrific injury, giving a tiny baby boy a good start in life, finding new love, buying a new home to share with your wife and some little children that need you. I think in the end, if you stop and look back at the big picture, you have won the World Series. If I knew how I would add a clip of a huge stadium of people doing the wave but I don't, you will just have to settle for my admiration!!
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There was a wave of dropping chins, but those aren't good.

Thank you, Blessed. I do realize my (humongous) baseball boo-boo is relatively meaningless in the grand scheme, but it does bug me. It was just a really stupid thing to do. A rookie wouldn't have done it. A Little Leaguer wouldn't have d.... anyway, bridge under the water 🤪. I'm proud of my kids, and when I wonder how they got to be such decent people, I honestly know it comes down to me.

And while I'm being honest, the injuries...well, the years of healing made me a better person. More patient with people, less judgmental and, at the same time, way less defensive. The pain is still a huge bummer, but I'm sure you know what I saying. I guarantee Michelle wouldn't have talked to me for more than 10 minutes if that long process hadn't changed me.

I've made bigger mistakes than plucking that ball off the foul line (/losing the game for my team 😭), but when it comes to how I lived, I don't have any regrets. I'm happy with how everything's turned out so far. Still waiting on Paxton, of course, hoping he's gonna turn out ok.

And speaking of - we have a supervised visit scheduled for the 19th. I'm 100% sure this will be the last one, and that me and Pax will be seeing a lot of each other from then on.
 
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