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Embarrassing moment - or what?
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A few weeks ago, on a Saturday night, I was half asleep on the sofa, at the dribbling stage, when the door bell rang. I got up & opened the door (in my pyjamas - no make up) to find our best friends standing on the door step, dolled up to the nines, bottles of wine in hand.
My friend said "Hello smudge" I replied "Hello Eileen - you look very smart, going somewhere nice?" She looked at me, smiled, said "Yes, we're here!" I said "Oh, that's nice?" She said "Yes, erm didn't Alan tell you we bumped into him last week & he invited us to dinner tonight?"
I turned round to see my husband standing there in his bath robe, with a face as red as a post box! He had completely forgotten to mention that he'd invited them round for a nice slap up meal! We'd already eaten ours & there was pile of washing up on the worktop!
I have never felt so embarrassed, but fortunately our friends fell about laughing & said not to worry about it. They came in, we ordered a Chinese for them & had to sit & watch them eat it as we were already stuffed!
Anything similar, or just as embarrasing happened to you - you know, like putting your foot in it?
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Smudge,you've just had me in tears reading that.Sorry.My daughter answered the phone a few years ago and she whispered with one of her hands over the phone-Dad its somebody from the tax office and can they speak to you.I said tell them Im out,So she said sorry dad says he's out.I nearly died on the spot!!
I went to my fiancee's cousins wedding, and she wanted me to meet all various random family members. She said I am not introducing you to Uncle Jack as he is blind and you will say something stupid. I was a bit miffed and determined not to be outdone so I made her march me over there to his wife and two children. determined not to say anything stupid. Instead I said nice to meet you and held out my hand waiting for the handshake. After what seemed like hours with all the family watching I just put it back in my pocket. Unshook......;
This still makes me cringe, 37 years on. It was 1967, I was four years old, my brother six. We grew up in Aberdeen, a long way from anywhere, especially back then. One day, my father announced that he'd invited a visiting colleague to have a meal with us. Fine. What we didn't know was that he was a black man. Now, we'd never even seen a real-life black man, only those on Tarzan films... Apparently, for the first 10 minutes we sat open-mouthed staring at him, and then proceeded to leap up and dance around him, chanting "oogah-booogah, oogah-boogah". I shake my head in remorse and disbelief as I type, and if you're out there mister...I aplogise. My mum says that he did see the funny side, but I have my doubts.
i had just started college and was talking to a girl who was in my form. She told me she was spending the weekend down her aunts. "how exciting bet you'll have a barrel of laughs" i said sarcasticly. "Actually" she said "my uncle passed away afew weeks ago so we're keeping her company". I've never felt so bad.
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When I was about 13, my late Father took me along to the business launch of a new range of dumper trucks � (he had a connection with the manufacturer).
Various plant-hire and construction industry people had been invited to the launch, which consisted of a presentation, (a bit boring for a 13 year old, but I got a nice shiny file and a smart pen with a logo to match.), to be followed by an �on-site� visit.
We were all taken by coach to an area of rough waste-ground, where a small fleet of the brand new machines, driven by men in white overalls and hard hats, were busy loading, transporting and unloading mounds of soil.
After a little while, the delegates were asked if they�d �like a try�, and various men in suits took it in turns to drive round the rough track that meandered around the perimeter of the site.
Then someone decided to ask me.
Could I drive? �Yes� I said, (well, I had once driven my sisters Ford Fiesta on a disused airfield). So I was duly installed in the driver�s seat. I put it into first gear, and set off.
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The first thing I noticed was that the steering was a bit different to a Fiesta, and at the very first bend I made a slight misjudgement. In fact, it was more of a major misjudgement.
In front of all the onlookers, I shot off the bend and went bumping over the ridges and hollows of the rough ground in the centre of the track � flattening the tall weeds and just managing to stay in the seat, all the time wishing that the ground would literally open up and swallow me and the �40,000 worth of equipment I was attempting to drive.
I managed to keep going though, and drove up the bank to rejoin the track on the far side � eventually making it back to the start point and the host of worried-looking faces that were awaiting my return.
What happened next is lost in haze of embarrassment, and has been suppressed from my memory over the years, though I do remember muttering something about �wanting to see what it was like over the rough�.
To this day I still cringe whenever I see a dumper truck and I am reminded of this little episode. Hope you appreciate this tale � it took a lot to finally put it into words.
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a couple I know have a male friend, who became a recluse in later life and hates being visited, so much so that he is known to instruct his maid to tell visitors that he is out. (even if he''s in).
This couple thought they will surprise him, and one evening after dark, went over in a cab that stopped at the top of the road, so their friend wouldn't hear the cab engine. Upon seeing them at the door, the maid immediately told the couple that her employer was out, when from behind the bloke appeared and was unpleasantly surprised to find visitors!!!!
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