What’s the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you?

[Tuxmittens]

I’ve just had one of those moments I know I’ll randomly think about at 3am for the next 10 years…

This morning I was walking through the garden into work, talking to my boss, when out of nowhere my sandal catches onto the paving stones and, extremely ungracefully, fully just flop onto the floor, mid sentence She immediately goes into concern mode asking if I’m okay, and I’m just there, picking myself up off the floor, going yes I’m fine! whilst internally wanting to evaporate
The worst part is, it didn’t even hurt. Like physically, I was completely fine, it was just pure, concentrated awkwardness.

Please help me feel better with some of your embarrassing stories!

I have loads but the most resent one was last week, i passed out while geting my feet done, not a cool look.

I was having a bit of a fling with a man from work, and we sometimes went to a nearby forest for our 'lunch break'!! On one occasion, I had been back at work for a good hour when I felt an itch on my head - reached up and realised I had a huge twig sticking out of my hair! I was so embarrassed! Nobody said anything but I am sure they all noticed it!

I worked in a nursing home in my late teens. We had a huge, quite wide, 2 flight staircase to go upstairs. My stomach was gurgling, so I checked behind me, no-one there, stretched across and grabbed a rail each side. Then proceeded to fart every step up while swinging my hips side to side. Proper rip roaring farts! It was only when I got up half the second set, that I realised some relatives had been following me up! I ran the last few stairs and hid in the linen room for ten minutes! 🤣

On holiday on a snorkelling boat trip. Boat owner took underwater photos of me posed with tropical fish. Was in the water for about an hour. Heaven. Got back on the boat, sailed back. Lovely day out. Emailed came through with the photos.
Excitedly opened to find that one of my boobs was out in every single photo and nobody had said a word.

Folks, maybe think carefully about how much you share.

At about 14 I hadn’t taken enough sanitary towels for a long evening babysitting, and started to leak. I was too embarrassed to ask the mother when they got home. The dad gave me a lift home in his Jaguar, I’d rolled a lot of loo paper inside my underwear but I felt a gush and as I got out of the car I’d left a puddle of blood on the cream leather seat, and bolted to my front door with blood streaming down my legs.

It was never mentioned and I was their regular babysitter until I moved away at 22.

It was probably worse than the times I leaked through my grey school skirt, at school I used to wipe the blood off the classroom chair with a hanky and hold my satchel behind me to hide the stain on my skirt, we weren’t allowed to tie jumpers around the waist.

And the time I was having my third or fourth period, not using tampons yet, and asked to be excused from school swimming, the PE mistress said “You’re lying. You’re too flat chested to have started your periods, go and get changed”. It was awful.

Mine also involves a fall.

I was at an interview as the interviewee. We were doing the post-interview walkout, where the interviewer sees you off the premises and wraps up when you will hear back.

I turned to shake his hand, caught a foot, fell, grabbed the handrail, and, by mistake, grabbed his arm, taking us both down the two flights of stairs into the crowded lobby below. I was uninjured but tore my pencil skirt up to the knicker line. He landed badly and was very winded, so he made huge, heaving, gasping sounds in the suddenly pin-drop silent lobby.

Didn't get the job.

First time I ever met my current team in person we all stayed overnight in a hotel. The following morning we had to walk to the office. It was pouring down so I had a brolly in one hand, back pack on my back and handbag in other hand. We walked in front of an hotel with really shiny tiles and my feet just flew out from underneath me like I stepped on grease. Because my hands were full and I had a backpack on I went backwards like a tree being felled and landed in a huge puddle. My beautiful wool coat acted like a sponge and adsorbed the entire puddle in nanoseconds. I was helped to my feet by my astonished colleagues who then had to wring my coat out for me as water poured from my hem like a waterfall. When I got to the office and opened my laptop it was smashed having had the entire weight of me slam it into the pavement. I manage these colleagues and I still feel mortified to this day.

I wet myself in a puddle on the floor from laughing too much. Worst part was it was secondary school.

Not me but on a (shallow water)snorkelling trip on holiday once some poor lass was wearing a new white one piece that unknown to her was only suitable for lying on the beach, as it became completely see through when wet. Totally impractical; her boyfriend had to wrap a garment round her as she got back in the boat. I was glad of my own dark coloured cossie that day. 😅

Farted duing sex it was a fucking huge one.
I was 18 at the time decades on i still go red in the face.

I used to get my bikini area waxed professionally, but it was so expensive that one day I thought I’d have a go myself.

So I bought one of those big wax strip kits. First strip was fine, second strip, I placed it a bit too far on the inside and realised when I ripped it off.

I basically tore my nunny open and suddenly there’s blood running down my leg. So off I go to A&E, walking like a penguin with my legs clamped together, trying to stop the bleeding

Then I have to explain what happened. I can tell the Doc is trying to stay professional but sniggering inside.
Honestly, mortified 😬

Ohjailer, mice to neat you!!

Slept on the sofa at my parents house. They had 3 dogs at the time. They both claimed that they've slept on the sofa before and the dogs have behaved

I apologised to them because I thought they might have heard me shout at 5am because their dog snores too loud which woke me up

They just laughed

aww i did this but it was in a pet shop i ordered over 500 fish instead of 50 head office allowed it took all day to find other shops that had space

Another fall one. I was walking with my then boyfriend (this would have been 1978 - it was next to Hove Town Hall, if anyone knows the area), and tripped going down a kerb. I didn't just fall, though; for some reason - I still have no idea why - I turned the fall into a somersault, and just rolled into the road. The expression on my BF's face was a picture - all he said was 'why?' - I had no answer! Still cringe (and giggle, tbh) thinking about it.

I slipped in slush once and a woman rushed over to help me up. I was sopping wet in winter covered in slush and she tried to get me to change energy provider.

Oh God me too. Horseferry Road in London when walking to a meeting. A kindly woman pointed it out. My mind has gone blank as to whether she was at the same meeting, probably because I realised I must have travelled several stops on the Tube like it as well

Went for a swim in a loch in my bra and pants. Removed my wet bra and put on a t shirt to walk home and had my photo taken on the way back. Get home, look at the pic and see my swollen boobs (time of the month) and protruding nipples are fully on display through my damp white t shirt and I’ve been flashing every single man, child and dog enroute

My sister once got a bus to work with a pair of knickers stuck to one of the velcro tabs on the back of her jacket 🤣🤣

Running through town last year in the pissing rain, trying to catch the post office before it closed on a Friday tea time. Ran past a very popular pub that is glass fronted and always full of builders/tradesmen at that time on a Friday. Had an old pair of UGGs on that had absolutely no grip whatsoever. Slipped over, tried to right myself but actually did the full splits, ripped the crutch of my jeans, really hurt my knee and was stuck on the splits position on the floor, I managed to get myself up. I was absolutely soaked and mortified. Hobbled around tve corner and burst into tears.

I'm showing my age here ... but when I started work in a typing pool in the 80s, the typewriters were electric and had a spinning motor under the keyboard.

In true 80s style I was wearing a long gold chain ... leant forward to check what I'd typed (and prob to tippex 😁) and the chain went between the keys and got caught up in the motor.

You'd have thought it would snap but no it made this horrendous noise and dragged me face down onto the keyboard. I was 16 and painfully shy ... I just remember the rest of the typing pool rushing over to release me, bright red 😁

I had a very impressive “Reply to All” fail.

I had an email from my boss saying “can all members of the team make themselves available next Tuesday pm as Dave Smith (not his real name - his real name was Roger Fitzpatrick) will be coming up from the London office to talk about learning points from XYZ”.

I replied - thinking it was just to me boss - “do I really have to give up two hours of my life listening to Dave Smith (Roger Fitzpatrick) wang on about how great he is? Can I say I’m washing my hair?”

And I sent it to EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN RHE ORGANISATION. About 300 people. The Board. The CEO. Dave (Roger). EVERYONE.

My whole body went cold as my screen lit up with out of office messages, and a ripple of laughter turned into a roar in the open plan office behind me.

I still wake up thinking about it, and it was 20 years ago.

Years ago when at school a group of us where sat in the Library I announced to my friends I was off to the loo In the building next door. One of my friends asked if I could collect her paper from the printer on the way as in same building. No one else on the table knew I was going to get my friends essay out the printer. Printer was empty when I got there so as I came back into the library I just shouted nothing came out. Everyone thought I was referring to the toilet and laughed

At a self serve pizza place in the US, I got my pizza walked up the 3 little steps and put it down on the table. Went back to grab bowl of salad and a diet coke, full of ice. When I went back to the table, I completely forgot about the steps and went flying. It wasn't so much the fall, but the look of horror from the other customers, some decorated with bits of salad and ice cubes. While holding fhe British need to burst out laughing in, still cracks me up to this day.