Pride comes before a fall, just had the most embarrassing fall ever.

[Tolkienista]

Oh the embarrassment, can't describe it.
Was at a family do earlier this afternoon.
Around 16 people in total, all ages, but tending towards the younger side.
I went from the conservatory at speed to grab my phone in the kitchen and take some photos of a birthday cake cutting.

Into the kitchen, didn't see the dog bowls and water on the floor.......slipped went forward and loudly hit the ground, thankfully the only injury was to my pride, but I can feel a bruise coming up on my side.
Absolute silence from the conservatory, one guy came running to pick me up, the look on their faces.

Everyone was so lovely, but I've never felt so embarrassed in my life. Absolutely horrendous.
Just wanted to head home, but I stayed til the end and honestly I'm so pleased I did.
I was mortified, but I saw it through and almost made a joke of it.
Any one done something similar?

Omg , I'm putting my own fall this afternoon into perspective after reading all your posts.
What a variety of falls.
I'm sitting here now feeling absolutely fine.
No physical injuries, just a bruised ego.

Many moons ago, running to catch a train at Bristol Temple Meads station I managed to trip over the top step of a small set and landed heavily on my side.

As I got myself back up as quickly as possible (mindful of my train!) several people asked if I was OK or hurt. My response was to say out loud "no, only my pride!". I managed to catch the train but was sore for a few days after.

DH took me to visit his aunt after we'd been a couple for a few months.
At the end of the visit we stepped out of the front door and I used the knocker bit on the letter box to pull it closed behind me - the door stuck, I tugged harder it came off in my hand and I staggered backwards - for some reason I didn't go in a straight line down the garden path but fell into her ornamental pond.

I’ve just remembered a fall I had on holiday in Greece. Dh and I were in a bar that had open bi-fold doors all across the front. Coming back from the loo, my heel got stuck in the runner on the floor for the bi-fold doors. My shoe stayed in the runner while I launched into the lap of a man enjoying a drink with his wife.

I went to a hidden natural pool in rural Spain a few years ago with my DDs.
after walking for nearly two hours, up and down hills and tracks (thankyou DD1 and your sense of direction!) we finally found the hidden secret. Incidentally when we left it was twenty minutes from where we parked the car!!!
it was stunning. Lots of beautiful Spanish people elegantly diving off the rocks into the deep azul pool.
the girls convinced me to join them.
I was already quite self conscious looking at all of these elegant Spanish ladies in their it’s bitty bikinis.
But I thought I’d give it a go. I crept to the edge of the rocks preparing for my moment.
instead of an elegant dive, or even jump, I slipped and tumbled in with aplomb.
took me a second to work out which way up I was before I broke the surface, to a standing ovation from everyone.
I tried to style it out as best I could.
we made many friends that day.
Very memorable, especially my bruised thigh that lasted for weeks afterwards

I lent forward for a closer look through a shop window. Totally misjudged where the glass was and smacked my face so hard into the window I went dizzy and slid down onto the pavement.