This is my most embarrassing moment ever.

[Lobsterquadrille2]

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 😀

When i was about 12 i lost my mum in the supermarket, i was looking around the isles for her then i finally found her and wanted to surprise her.

So i slowly crept up to her and grabbed her shoulders and shouted ‘boo’. Turns out it wasn’t my DM she yelped and jumped a mile!!

I apologised profusely and found my (actual) DM and took the car keys and just sat in the car to wait so i didn’t bump into the other poor woman i’d scared

An I the only one wondering how @Amibeingdaft81 knew @5foot5 was in tunbridge wells??

I had thrush throughout pregnancy and could only get treatment through my GP. Told her my symptoms and she asked me to hop on the bed for her to examine me.
So I heaved myself up, stripped my tights and knickers off and rolled up my skirt, lay spread eagled ......
She looked horrified and mumbled, " I just needed to feel baby in your tummy".
The most embarrassing bit was the silence as I got re-dressed.

Also had many a tit slip while feeding and a knicker tuck coming out of the toilets.

My family always tell the story of me coming down a massive water slide and getting off at the end to everyone waving at me (including dad & uncle), and me jumping and cheering thinking I was dead brave - only to realise they were waving to point my boob was out...

I'm very accident/embarrassing things happen to me prone!

I've been on the other end of someone's embarrassing moment.

My husband and I trailered our horses many miles to a rather scenic place to go riding. Part of the heavily forested trial was alongside a wide river, in the middle of nowhere. My horse had a very slow walk and so every now and again I'd have to trot to catch-up with my husband's horse.

As I trotted around a bend I saw my husband stopped on his horse on a high & open part of the trail and gleefully waving to someone across the river.

I was shocked to see on the opposite bank a naked woman trying to hide from us behind a very, very small & sparse shrub. A man stood near her with his hands on his hips aggressively glaring at us.

I shouted at my husband to move on and quit making so much merriment at her embarrassing moment. My husband kept laughing, "You should have seen her haul ass to that little bush" hahaha.

He still talks about it.

Only fair to add my own after laughing so hard. I was a teen in the mid noughties and those massive flared skater pants were all the rage. I was walking home from a friends house and when I went to step onto the curb I got caught in my ridiculous trousers and tripped over. It really hurt so after checking nobody had seen I sat for a bit to sulk. It was only when I got up to leave I remembered the nearby flats had balconies and there was a bloke laughing at me!

Mine was on sat nite
Dd1 phone died didnt know uf she was stay at friends or bf so went out look for her landed at a house she said her bf lived in and he said I was never her bf. They helped me find her and she was with a different boy.
I was so embarrassed going to the boys house as I didnt even know them. Just knew the name of the boy she said was her bf and asked for directions. My dd and the boy im sure where embarrased too but it did learn me not too trust her.

Worst moment I had was throwing up at the bottom of the Tottenham Court Rd. tube escalators on a busy Saturday night. It was a dodgy pint, I swear. Using pissed logic, I decided that it was best for me to stay where I was rather than move away, as that would mean I wouldn't leave a trail of puke behind me.

Inevitably puke spread across the whole walkway, and I saw people edging back up the escalator to dodge having to walk through my expanding pool of vomit.

Of course, I did the British thing and apologised profusely to the crowds, but it didn't really help. "Sorry" - Bleurgh - "Sorry" and so on. I'm so glad they've demolished that escalator now. Along with the CCTV.

@Pigletthedog it's me who lives in Tunbridge Wells 😀

I wondered too!

OP,my late DDad used to say that umbrellas were 'the invention of the devil'.

As a young teen I was 'blessed' with rather large boobs. One day we went horse riding from the local stables, escorted by the owners rather dishy son. We came to a very difficult gate and desperate to impress I said I'd open it for him and jumped merrily from horse. Somehow the bottom button of my shirt got caught and every single button ripped off exposing me in all my flowery bra'd glory. Made worse by the fact said boy took one look and said 'Blimey!'

I used to have to fly for meetings in Europe a couple of times a week - in and out on the same day but it was pretty gruelling and I was very sleep-deprived as a result.

Put my stuff on the belt at security, added my overcoat - and realised that I'd somehow forgotten to put my suit skirt on.

Tried to style it out. Failed.

Then got randomly selected for a security check, so a whole other bunch of commuters got to see my belly button warmers in all their greying glory.

I was busting for a piss at a party. The queue for the bog was about 30 people long. I popped out the back door, along the alley and squatted behind a large hydrangea bush.

I was in full flood when some bastard decided to put the outside lights on so that the party could spill out into the garden. There was one right above my head and it was brighter than a fucking floodlight.

No way could I stop peeing. No way could the assembled multitude stop laughing.

It was far more embarrassing than the time I found that, following significant weight loss, I was delighted to find that I could once again fit into a favourite strapless dress with a boned bodice.

I was in the kitchen refilling my glass when a man I'd never met said "By the way, did you realise that when you dance, your tits pop out of the top of that dress?"

I have had many but one that sticks out is meeting DH parents and extended family for the first time. We had been together for about 6 months and I was invited to a summer bbq at his dads house. I had been to a friends Ann Summers party the weekend before and won a small vibrator in one of the bingo games. We were all having a laugh that night and I'd taken it out of the packaging, messing around with it and what not and then thrown it in my bag and forgotten about it. Anyway, the bbq had gone so well meeting DH Dad, Step Mum, Mum, Sister and some aunties, uncles and cousins. We were all in the garden drinking and I was trying my best to give a good impression when a a few of the guests lit up a cigarette and offered me one. I asked DH to hand me my lighter out of my bag and he walked over with the vibrater in his hand and held it up to my cigarette. I hadn't noticed cos I was listening to a family member chatting but I just heard fits of laughter and when I turned round he was holding this vibrate with his thumb on it like a lighter. I was so embarrassed but everyone else found it hilarious. I had to protest that I didn't just carry a vibby round with me to sort myself out !

Had to attend a works Christmas do with my (now ex) boyfriend. Only problem was my ex also worked for the same company. Said ex was very into presentation, looks, style etc. I went for a very classic Audrey Hepburn look, classy strapless black dress, breakfast at Tiffany’s hair do. I spent lots of time and money and looked gorgeous.
Three drinks in, all going well so far and the DJ puts on a floor filler. Off I go to dance and two minutes later, my arms are in the air, my dress around my waist and my boobs out for all to enjoy. Due to youth and perkiness, no strapless bra was needed so everyone enjoyed an eyeful!!!

I think my worst was when I got an immediate case of violent diarrhoea while walking home. It was unreal. No warning, just - wham. Not even a chance to get to a toilet or run home. I was wearing white linen trousers. Talk about the brown walk of shame.

My mum once decided to go out wearing a pair of trousers that were too big. Well all was fine and she got back to the house and got the shopping out of the boot. Standing at the front door shopping in one hand, house keys in the other she goes to open the door. At that moment with no hands free her trousers fall down to her ankles. Her granny pants were on show for all to see when a white council van drove past with it's inhabitants staring open mouthed.
She does not appreciate me mentioning this story

Oh no @Lobsterquadrille2 sorry!! I was so intrigued I got all confused!

Or there's the time I had a little too much to drink at a bbq, and the car had to stop for me to get out and throw up. Except I opened the door and toppled headlong into a steep ditch full of stinging nettles. My mother was with me. She never lets me forget this. I had to go into work the next morning (it had been a bbq with mates from work) with my entire face and body covered in welts.

And again. . .I was wearing those white linen bloody trousers!

Sadly NOT the most embarrassing moment of my life, just a painfully recent and embarassing one:

First week of lovely warmth. Sauntering through very corporate office in a gorgeous flouncy dress. Saunter into toilet, do my business, saunter back out, pass by a number of big shots and into managing director's office.

MD starts to laugh and is in absolute stitches. His PA is laughing tears and gesturing wildly at me. At which point I realise I've just happily taken a grand tour of the office with my skirt tucked into my pants and my behind on full display.

I'm currently searching the internet for a nice little job in rural Zimbabwe.

Wow there's some hooters on here.

There's a Khal Drogo type I. E. Hot as fuck, that frequents the same park that I do (kids in tow, I'm not hanging out in parks BTW) and surprisingly enough he was there last night when I was wearing shorts and hadn't shaved my legs. He was sat on the floor too, so got a right eyeball at my stubble

Fecks sake.

rackham similarly, in early 20s friend gave us all xmas presents for a laugh : cock ring, edible pants etc, mine was a horrid, plastic, solid vibrator which looked exactly like a huge penis. Oh how we laughed- popped it in drawer and forgot about it. Fast forward about 18 months moving out of shared flat and I'd packed everything well. Dad lifted the small bedside table and decided to take the drawer out first- in slow motion, very loudly against.the wood, the vibrator rolled to the front of the drawer. Dad closed it quickly, mum said " Oh!" and my friend and my.sister had to leave the room to collapse into a pile of laughter. We still talk about it!

It was a dark cold snowy early morning. Busy. Rushing to the uni. Got to the bus stop and was a bit puzzled why my walk was constantly obstructed by smth annoying. Saw a long thing behind me, tried to get rid of it, didn't work. Looked a bit closer...a pair of wet dirty tights! Sticking out of my jeans! Argh! Never ever again did I try to save some time again by taking off both tights and jeans at the same time!

'But i got my parcel' 🤣

I tripped in a packed all you can eat buffet today. Dropped a tray full of bowls and plates. Everyone cheered. Mortified.