I was just over at Mila’s blog Here Under The Rainbow where she posed a question about what could be an embarrassment to someone and it reminded me of one of my most embarrassing moments.
We used to own a towing company in Vancouver. I worked there in the office. Yes I slept with the boss. Don’t be judging me.
Any way one day I could hear the chatter over the truck radios back in my office and knew something was up. Then a lot of the drivers suddenly were showing up at the office too.
I caught on that the reason they were all acting so goofy was that someone had towed away the car of Miss Nude Canada or something like that and she was on her way to pick up her car.
As the childish giggling got worse I came walking out of my office loudly saying something like “for Pete’s sake you guys she isn’t going to be naked when she picks up her car”.
…..and of course there she was standing at the counter in front of me picking up her car. But I was right. She wasn’t naked.
So now it is your turn to share something with me so I don’t feel like the only one who has put their foot in their mouth.
That's hilarious! Though, I'm sure a woman who earns the title of "Miss Nude" anything is fairly thick skinned!
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a student I worked in a security firm in Toronto and dropped the barrier on a truck swiping off all its lights - stupid place to keep lights anyways :-)
Years ago, some co-workers were discussing bathsuits for the upcoming Summer season. One somewhat larger, mature lady said "I don't go in swimming any more. Swimsuits look terrible on me."
ReplyDeleteI swear to God what I said just came out. My brain was obviously on an unauthorized lunch break and let me state beforehand I am not sizist, ageist or anything else. It was one of those "Please Lord, let the floor open up and swallow me. Now."
What I said was "Oh not to worry. They outlawed whaling years ago." .............
You could have heard a mouse fart, the silence proceeding it was that profound.
Right. I'll get me coat then shall I?
Thanks for the shout out Lori. I can't wait to hear more folks weighing in on the merits of saying something to the boss when the boss happens to be the one committing the social faux pas.
ReplyDeleteAs for my own, well, I put my foot in my mouth so many times it could make the Guiness Book of Records. Here's a recent one.
I was at a Happy Hour with some folks from work. There was a person there who used to live in LA and kept dropping names of the who's who in Hollywood he used to know.
At one point I thought he left to go to the bathroom so I said rather loudly to the person next to me that he was a name dropper. Then I looked down the other end of the table, and he was looking straight at me. I knew he heard. Today this day, I felt really bad for saying so.
Lori, you have already head mine. Remember the "Yelling out POOH HOLE! out in the restaurant," incident?
ReplyDelete...and my friend explained with tourettes.
Years ago, I worked in an office that had adopted a 5th grade class. We made goodie bags for them for Valentine's Day which a co-worker and I delivered. I made sure to tell the teacher that the bags were bisexual. She of course looked at me like I was nuts and my co-worker was doing the same. So I repeated myself. It wasn't until we were in the car that I realized my mistake. I had meant to say unisex!
ReplyDeleteI'll never tell! :)
ReplyDeleteYes, well, I had to give myself a 24 hour shut out on this one. Otherwise who knows what secrets I would tell.
ReplyDeleteLike the time,.....in the bank, and I was so......that it dropped......and everyone was looking...
Oh fill in the blanks yourself please.
Jen @ Muddy Boot Dreams
Ahhhh cute story! hehehe! The whale one was good too! >_< Its funny how we sometimes say things that are funny without realizing it! :P Good one!
ReplyDeleteHow on earth to pick just one! I am a self confessed klutz. That is usually the source of my embarrassment so I'll only share one.
ReplyDeleteI was in high school - about 15 years old (the most awkward time) - and my mom had taken me and a friend up to San Francisco for the day. We were shopping at Ghirardelli Square where there used to be one of those really chic dress shops there of the type that brought you the clothes while you sat on a little sofa. To enter this shop you went through the door into a foyer and then down a staircase into the main shop. About 1/2 way down the stairs I got my heel caught in the cuff of my bell-bottom pants (yes, I'm that old), slid Lucy Ricardo style down the rest of the steps and landed in an Al-Jolson-singing-Mammie sort of position at the feet of a very condescending shop lady. My mother and my friend, laughing, pretended they didn't know me and walked back up the stairs and met me outside. I've been that graceful all my life!
Lol! Well since she was Miss Nude Canada- I bet she is used to getting all sorts of comments.
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