oh god yes - the old 'stuck in clothing in the changing room' sweats.
Many a time have I been trying on an item of clothing in the changing room (which are usually baking hot), only to become stuck. AND usually stuck in an undignified way such as one arm stuck in air waving aimlessly whilst other arm tries to locate it. This is bad enough, but is closely followed by the 'sweats'. While I flounder more and more, I get hotter, redder, sweatier - so much so I think I actually swell - therefore making release from the garment impossible.
It's only the mortification of having someone see me like this which shocks me back to my senses (and size), and I manage to escape from the garment. I then whistle a litte tune (or something similar), compose myself and then head out to the assistant with a simple 'no thanks, not my style'.
However, it never seems to put me off - as I'll probably be back in the same dressing room the following week , doing it ALL over again!