Your most embarrassing moment

[Hector]

I was about 10 /11-years-old.

I was in Mexico at a beach resort.

I had these tacos that were blazing hot...then to subdue the fire inside my mouth, I drank lots of a water from a water fountain (yes, Mexican tap water).

Was this the embarrassing part of the story?

Of course not, I'm just starting, lol.

Well, hours passed, and I felt fine.

So I went into the awesome clear blue waters of the Pacific.

Right in the middle of my swim, I suddenly had the most horrid attack of Montezuma's revenge...so I immediatley tried to reach the hotel's bathroom...

I DID NOT MAKE IT!!!



I'm afraid I'll go NO further...lets just say I was wearing bathing shorts...and they were people there...including family members.




Ok, your turn...

[BlackKnight]

^^^^ Thats a Fantastic Story !

I had a Similar attack of the "Montezuma's Revenge,.. I went to a Park to leash out the Beast & The parks Bathroom was closed. So,.. I found the Nearest tree,.. & All I had was my Paper work to wipe with..., so as I'm in the middle of giving myself the worse Possible Chaif ever,.. a Very nice attractive Lady walked by with her Dogs,.. & saw the action as it took Place. I finished my "thing" then ran to my car. Needless to say,.. I have yet to make it back to that park in almost 4 yrs.

[theantiquetiger]

Mine was more "foot in mouth" than embarrassing....

I was attending LSU and was a member of the Louisiana National Guard. All at one time, a bunch of people came off of regular duty, and a hand full of them came from Germany.

I had a drafting class with one of the guys from who came from Germany. We were talking about different things we didn't like about the unit, and said he didn't like this person or that person.

I reply, "You know I cannot stand,(exact words) that BIG, FAT, NASTY, LOUDMOUTH Smith!!!" ( forget actual name but we will use Smith for this story)

Now his name was Jones (also forget last name). He was a black guy and one of those guys who was always an all around Mr Workout, play every sport perfect, health nut type of guy.

She was white and the poster child for white trash, way over weight, a slob, irritating, a loudmouth, etc. She had also just come off regular duty from Germany.

When I said "You know I cannot stand, that BIG, FAT, NASTY, LOUDMOUTH Smith!!!"

He turns to me and says in a non-threatening, almost submissive tone (like he already knew and was apologizing), "Thats my wife."

There was nothing for me to say!!

[toys2cool]

Mine was in 9th grade,I remember being half a sleep in 1st period of JROTC,so my Sgt. Major screams out.Mr.LLUY!! ATTENTION!!!!!!!! I get up and didn't realize I had a morning woody with my uniform on He's like son,that best not be what i think it is...and everybody strated cracking up,including some real hot girls

[misterdroid]

When I was first dating my wife, I was about 19/20 years old we went to an ice cream parlour. We got our ice creams and went and sat at a picnic table. We sat facing away from the table, backwards on the seats. At the time I was very "punk" and had on super torn jeans, ridiculous haircut etc. Families kept sitting at the table opposite us, looking horrified and fleeing. I thought I was just my amazing cool factor that they could not deal with. Then my soon-to-be wife says, OH...MY...GOD and points at my crotch. The entire time my package had been hanging out of my fashionably torn jeans, swinging in the summer breeze. So I quickly stuffed it back in and we dashed to the car and bailed with a quickness. Luckily I am not on some kind of government dadtabase for my punk rock fashion faux-pas... and nearly 20 years later I have never returned to said Ice Cream parlour and I have never worn torn pants again.

[Hector]

Keep 'em coming, lol.

[Hector]

^^^^ Thats a Fantastic Story !

I had a Similar attack of the "Montezuma's Revenge,.. I went to a Park to leash out the Beast & The parks Bathroom was closed. So,.. I found the Nearest tree,.. & All I had was my Paper work to wipe with..., so as I'm in the middle of giving myself the worse Possible Chaif ever,.. a Very nice attractive Lady walked by with her Dogs,.. & saw the action as it took Place. I finished my "thing" then ran to my car. Needless to say,.. I have yet to make it back to that park in almost 4 yrs.

Man, awful feeling, isn't it?

[Joe90]

Because it usually involved alcohol and girls... I'll plead your Fifth Amendment.

[Captain]

Back during grade one we used to have music class right before gym. At the time, there was no change room in the gym, which was in a seperate building (this was a small country school) so during music class the teacher would send groups of us to the upstairs bathroom to change into our gym clothes. They always did this in reverse alphabetical order and my last name starts with B so I was always one of the last to go.
Now, one of the songs we had to sing was about smiles (went something like "there are smiles for when your happy, there are smiles for when your blue.."?). My buddies and I, would substitute the word "smells" for 'smiles" during this song, which when your in the first grade constitutes the very pinnacle of humor.

Anyways, this day we hadnt come to the infamous song yet, so when I went up to change I put Superman to shame with my ultra fast costume change and hurried back in time to join in the hilarity.

The bell went, and we all stood in line to proceed across the compound to the gym, when one of my classmates began pointing and laughing at me with untold gusto and enthusiasm.....seems in my haste I had forgotten to put my shorts on. I raced back upstairs, completed dressing, and returned to the line before the teacher noticed....but it was close!

I was the "butt" of this kids jokes for a few weeks, until he one day barfed all over himself during math class....earning himself the new nickname "Ralphiere" and making my brief career as a semi nudist all but forgotten.

[miguet]

I was an alterboy when I was 11ish. I remember this one time when I had to help serve Mass on a Saturday night. I was glad that not many parishioners attended Mass on Saturdays.

Anywho, the priest had finished serving Holy Communion and we were walking up the several steps to the alter. For all you Catholics, you know this is a very solemn time during the mass when everyone is in deep prayer. Well, I was walking up the steps behind the priest when I stepped on my cassock, fell and hit my face on the Communion-Plate which is the flat metal plate used to catch the consecrated bread if it falls. I was so embarassed but like to think that not to many people saw me fall from grace!

[Adam West]

I have many embarassing moments but the one that comes to mind immediately was a sororiety formal that I attended with an extremely attractive female who I was interested in and the feelings towards each other were mutual.

I was 18 and impressionable. My fraternity brothers handed me a couple of pints of booze and told me not to pay for a single drink since she asked me to the formal (she should pay for her and me) and if she slips some attitude, I can always order sodas and use my pints for mixed drinks. I didn't have a lot of discretionary spending so it made sense to me other than I wasn't going to ask her to buy my drinks and I was too embarassed to tell her I didn't have the money to buy her drinks all night long.

I think this has happened to all of us when you first experiment with alcohol...unlike beer or wine which hits your blood stream relatively quick if you drink at a normal pace...liquor seems to have a latent affect. You drink it, you feel fine, and an hour later...plastered.

Needless to say, I drank an entire pint prior to the formal and figured I could use the other pint once we got there. Needless to say, I can't hold my booze, was totally trashed on the bus ride to the formal and vomited right into the aisle. My date didn't really say anything so I thought because it was dark on the bus and I tried to be as discrete as possible (if it is possible) I thought I might have gotten away from the embarassing moment.

She did the best she could to make best of a bad situation and at the end of the formal I thanked her for inviting me to which she responded "I especially enjoyed the bus ride to the formal....and by the way, don't bother calling me again." Lesson learned.

[johnmiic]

What can I choose from!?!?!?!

Occassionally I forget to zip up my fly and usually make it to work before I find out. No one at reception has the guts to tell me when I walk in.

When I was in high school I had to vomit once and the Mens room was 2 floors away. I considered ralphing in the ladies room on the second floor but I said, nah I can make it. " Hello Ladieszzzz, bleeeaaarrgghhhh!!!!" Plus what if the urge went away once I busted into the ladies room. That would be a whole 'nother reputation I didn't want any part of!

I was running for the bathroom thru the hallway it was pushing it's way up and I had my hand clamped over my mouth. I hit the first floor and was like 10 feet from the mens room and I could hold back no more-ka-blewey! I was like a human vomit fountain. I spewed all over the hallway and practically made a pond there was so much. And guess what? The bell had just gone off and the clasrooms emptied. Everyone filled the hallways to go to their next class and got to watch me. I heard one dumb be-yotch on the staircase exclaim, "Ewwwww, is he throwing up???" What does it look like I am doing!?!?!?!

There a re so many more....

[davidb]

Easy - prom night. We go have dinner and everything's going great. We pull out of the restaurant and get hit. I get out of the car to check the damage and forget that the car is still in gear, with my date still inside.

With the car rolling forward, I dove at it and mashed the brake with one hand, then threw it out of gear with the other. We finally head on to prom (a police office had seen the whole thing). Once there, I think we danced to two songs and left after I got into a fight with my best friend.

I'm taking her back to her place and as we pull out of the lot we discover that the police are following people who leave the prom. OK, I'm rattled already and now I've got a police officer right behind me. Needless to say, we get pulled over for suspected DUI (I was stone-cold sober, by the way).

After about thirty years (at least it seemed like it) I got her back to her place and headed home. Smoothed things over with my friend the next day and we still hang out pretty often. As for the girl? Well, I never called her again. I've got enough bad luck on my own without her adding to it.

[mitchedwards]

Sitting in the ATL airport, I ran into a ex coworker. We stopped and talked for a bit and he asked me about my new boss. I went on and on about their incompetence, and could not believe they made that person the new manager over my dept. After I finished talking I looked over my shoulder and right behind me was a Vice President for the hospital, and he heard every word I had said about my new manager.

Very embarrassing.

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