So lovely builder (who we've known for some time, professionally and socially) comes round to quote for a job in our bedroom. I've moved things away from the area where he needs to measure up, including the bin, but did it in a hurry as was running late and on way out ahead of him coming later. When moving I did drop the bin but thought I'd picked everything up that had fallen out.
Anyway, fast forward to a couple of hours later. I'm standing on one side of bed as builder kneels down to measure up area on the other side. When he stands up he has a pantyliner stuck to his knee, complete with its wrapper. I lunge forward to get it off him but he's already got it in his hand. We both look at it and, at this stage, I am just willing the world to swallow me up. He hands it to me and I stuff it in my pocket. He makes gracious exit and now I am just dying and coming out in a cold sweat every time I think of it. Will I ever get over this? And can I face him again?