This is my most embarrassing moment ever.

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Tell me you've had worse. Walking home, the spoke of a man's umbrella knocked my wig off. Right by the traffic lights. Someone wound his window down to shout "I think you've dropped something, love".

Ok it seems funny now 😀

Don’t worry yesterday on the phone I got all flustered trying to book a place on a baby group and at the end of the phone call I said “ok that’s fine LOVE YOU bye” if they hadn’t of taken my name and number I wouldn’t be turning up I didn’t even try to correct it just sat there after not quite believing I just said love you to someone on the phone.

Oh I've been there!! At 16 we were at my cousin's 21st birthday party, I hugged my cousin and he accidentally got his arm caught on my wig. I laughed, picked it up, put it back on and was fine. 15 years later he still apologizes

This thread is making me howl, which isn't good as I'm reading it at lunchtime in work!

I went out with some friends one evening after work. Getting back to the station me and my mate saw that our train was due to leave in a few mins, so we charged off. Running down the platform to find a space I realised, to my horror, that my strapless top had come down and my bare boobs were on show to packed carriages. To add insult to injury when my DB heard about it he said 'you do realise you would be on the station's platform CCTV don't you'.

@agirlhasnonameX, When I was a teenager I once left the house in my full school uniform minus the skirt, which I'd completely forgotten to put on. I was standing at the bus stop in a blouse, tie, jumper, socks, and shoes (and underwear) thinking 'it's blooming cold today' until my sister came down the road and told me!

I also had a horrible period accident when I was in my early 20s, @Topsecretidentity. I'd gone to a wedding in Liverpool (a few hundred miles from where I lived). All dressed up. Then, as I walked towards the cathedral, a really loud woman came and told me that I'd had an accident. I had no idea what she was talking about so she had to explicitly tell me I was covered in blood! It was kind of her to let me know, obviously, but she could have been a bit quieter about it! I had to run back to the car and put on the only other outfit I had, which was quite scruffy, and have everyone think for the whole day that I'd made no effort. Also, I spent the rest of the day terrified that I would leak again (the replacement skirt was cream), as I had no time before the ceremony to go out shopping so just had to make do with whatever I had. So I left as soon as I decently could and missed most of the fun.

Not me ... but my good friend ... had to ring her solicitor for something business related. She gave her name, but his secretary said he was on another line and said she'd put the call on hold until he was free.

Friend, thinking she was waiting on hold for a while, and being in a happy mood, began to pass the time belting out a hearty rendition of Witney Houston's - ''And iiiiiiii'eeiii, will always love yooooo. ooooooooo. Will always love yoooooooooou. OOOOOOh you - my darling you ... la la lala, la la lala, la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. aaa'aaa'' ect.

Like you do.

Then sighed because she decided she didn't want to hang on any longer and hung up.

Couple of minutes later the solicitor rang. He politely thanked her very much for the song and asked if there was anything she actually needed from him. The secretary had in fact put friend on answer machine ...

No x

Bless you. I'm not laughing, I'm cringing for you. But a lot of the other embarrassing posts on here are funny 😁

Ok, this is so mortifying that I’ve never told anyone.

I was about 13, parents and sister out for the day so I was ahem, getting a bit frisky on my own in the living room. It’s alright I thought, the curtains are open but nobody can see in because the caravan is on the front and blocks the view. The only way you could see into the living room was if you came up the drive.

So anyway, I was getting quite into it, as you do, and then, ‘ding dong.’ I, ahem, made myself decent and went to the door, to be confronted by our, very awkward looking Avon lady.

I never answered the door to her again, and if I saw her in the street I went the other way. After nearly 25 years I’m still cringing.

Thank you for sharing that post. I am sure it may have been very embarrassing to you, but I hope you just see it as a funny story now

Awesome thread has reminded me of a swim suit mishap.

Wearing a tankini, the sort with little shorts as the bottom as I was a little self conscious of being a little tubby on holiday with my DP (we'd been together around a year).

Every time I leave the swimming pool I would pull up the shorts & pull down the bottom of the long top to cover my belly, cue getting out the pool, walking a whole circuit around the pool to where DP was sitting with him waving at me frantically & me waving back.

On return to my sunbed he leans over & quietly points out my very on show front wedgy

@DarlingNikita

I've told this one on here v recently, but what the hell, I'll wheel it out again:
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Boss walked in on me in work loo while I was having a shit.

I can't believe you named your shit Mike

Dd2 aged 2.5 told her group Mummy likes eating Daddy's snake for his birthday.
Snake is steak and I had joked about stealing his steak off his plate on his birthday.

ThatCurlyGirl

I'd like to believe the Universe will one day repay you for having a laugh at your expense like that!

The other week I was out for a run and just as a car was passing me in tripped over a rock went flying on the gravel path I was running on, absolutely mortified that I'd falling in front of a car I quickly got up and carried on walking so they wouldn't stop it was only then that my arm felt wet.. I have ripped open my knee arm and hand 🤦🏼‍♀️

@Mumofboys95 - i bet it was only when you spotted it that it started to hurt? It's weird when that happens.

I did A level art as a teen and always had my drawing pencil case with me at the bottom of my bag. At a music festival one summer i was mooching about with my mate and was conscious of people looking at me funny. Looking at my legs ...

When i looked down my right leg from around the knee and my right shoe were absolutely soaked with blood. The surgical scalpel (which is a fab tool for sharpening art pencils) had come loose in my bag and the blade had poked right through the canvas and had been stabbing and chopping into my leg deeply every step i took as the bag swung against me. For ages! Just honestly didn't feel it! Even my wet foot.

Then it started to hurt like buggery after i realised and while i paniced and tried to find a way to treat all the cuts. Embarrassing AND painful!

An x boyfriend was stabbed in a fight and didn't realise he had been till he found all the blood. Deep stab as well. He thought he'd been punched.

Anyway ... as you all were

I hired a van a few years ago, to move house with. It was a long wheel base, high top transit, and the seat was somewhere round about head height.
Collected it, and headed off to pick the dc up from school. Pulled up in the car park, feeling dead proud that I'd managed to park it (it was a big beast), opened the door and stepped out.
Well, it was a long way down, and I'd forgotten that, the floor was not where I expected it to be, so I squeaked (very loudly), which meant that the parents waiting at the school gates all turned round, just in time to see me face plant the floor.
It's still brought up occasionally, as one of those "ha! Remember when white fell out of a van!" stories.

I was on dialysis for 6 months and anyone who's been on it (peritoneal) will know you have to take regular laxatives...

It was Summer and I walked up the road to the nearest Tesco Express for some milk. Browsing the aisles I let off a teeny tiny trump. It stank. I was so embarrassed I navigated my way to another aisle.

I then stood in the queue in front of a lady who was desperately embarrassed that her baby in the pram had clearly had some sort of poonami. She left but the poo smell stayed. I inched forwards to pay and realised the smell was coming from me.

I had followed through with horrendous laxative induced wet poo. I paid and slowly moved out the shop. My bum then started sweated badly. About three strides down the high street I realised it wasn't sweat, it was poo running down my bare leg from under my shorts.

I had to ring my DH and sit on a bench waiting for him surrounded by the worst smell ever. He had lined the car seat with old towels for me to sit on and he drove me home crying with laughter at my mishap.

I hope that makes you feel better about your wig story!

It was 1986, I was 13 and at our local village hall disco. I thought I looked fantastic in my yellow rara skirt and very high, snakeskin stilettos which were borrowed from my auntie. I had never worn heels before and it took quite an effort just getting in the village hall. Anyhow, my favourite song came on so I jumped out of my seat, stumbled, wobbly legged to the (very well polished) dance floor, proceeded to do a massive skid, knocking over a lad a year or two older than me, fell and literally sat on his face with my bum and rara skirt up to my hips 😳😳😳

Not me but my friend (honest).

This was many years ago but I've never forgotten the story,. On a night out she'd had quite a few too many. Paid a visit to the loo and then did the obligatory drunk 'tuck skirt into undies' thing. What she also didn't realise was that she'd somehow tucked the end of the loo roll in there as well. When she was back at her table one of her friends pointed out that there was a trail of loo roll leading away from her (exposed) knickers, weaving through the pub tables and away down the hallway, presumably all the way back to the cubicle.

Being pissed as a fart she thought it was hilarious, "Oh dear silly me", and it was only the next day that she broke into a cold sweat when she remembered .

Told my mum about this thread, and she's requested I contribute that once she tried a pair of white trousers on in Debenhams. She got in to them, couldn't get out and had to be cut out of them by two staff members wielding scissors. She has never gone back.

sergeilavrov

25 years ago I lost a huge amount of weight but not having much money was saving up to buy myself a whole new wardrobe including naice underwear.

I should have prioritised pants however as this particular morning during rush hour going through the ticket barrier standing in a queue of about 100 people at a main rail terminus, down they came, Thank god they were clean!

I bent down with as much dignity as I could muster. I am dying now even thinking about it!

I left my tit out by mistake after feeding my newborn dc2 in the car.

Got the buggy out the boot, set up dc1 in it. Started to get several looks, thinking people are obviously looking at me because I look like I've been dragged through a hedge backwards.
It was a rough night.

Started to feel chilly....then saw my whole tit, just causally hanging out of my top.

So embarrassing. Luckily I was shortly meeting my MIL who has a great sense of humour and kept bursting into fits of laughter the whole time, which made me feel better about it.