On the lighter side.........

[Guest]

I've noticed all the posts/discussions have taken on a bit of a semi-serious nature of late. Wondering if anyone besides me is ready for a "breather" so thought I'd offer up this thread for a little amusement, and interest. Now, not counting the birth of our kids, getting married, etc etc. We're all proud of those things....get the point? Something you've done, experienced that you're truly proud of having accomplished.

I'd like to call it.....you're most embarrassing moment, and your proudest one.

So....since I'm the idiot starting this, guess I'll offer up my two:

Most embarrassing:

One day my mother and father came home unexpectedly. In a panic (of sorts) I helped to push my very naked (**yr old) girlfriend out my bedroom window, where my mother and father both stood patiently waiting in the back yard.

Proudest moment:

Graduating from bootcamp having worked towards, and then being selected as the Honor Man from the entire graduating class. Saluting, and receiving a salute from a two star Admiral in front of the entire graduating class along with family's in attendance. That day meant a lot to me. And I was proud to have served my country.

I remain,

 

[wildsweetone]

wonderful thread honey, thank you for the smiles

Most embarrassing moment.

We stopped at the local park at about 11pm after the movie. After finishing playing in the back of my boyfriend's old car (that he bought from my grandfather), my boyfriend walked me home.

We should have driven, but when he started the car, he drove straight into one of those humungous concrete rolly things they use to flatten cricket pitches. The handle of this monster penetrated the radiator. Pushing the car to the road edge was all we could manage, our energy having previously been used up. The one mile walk home took quite a while.

The embarrassing part was having to ask my Dad to take my boyfriend home. Our excuse was that some drunk had driven towards us on the road and we'd avoided being hit by driving off the road and straight into a roadside peg. Pretty original at the time and on the spur of the moment.

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It seems I have a lot to be proud of. Though had you asked this question of me twelve months ago, I'd never have been able to answer it.

My proudest moment was when I realised it was okay to be me.

 

[entitled]

Most embarrassing moment: Going skinny-dipping in the ocean and realizing that the guys had forgotten that i was actually a girl. Granted, this happened some time ago, before anything started to develop and i looked like a rail, but that's something a person does not get over.

Proudest moment: Proving that even us little bitty skinny girlies are just as tough as some of the biggest baddest manly-man types there are in this day and age. With ease. *makes little bitty muscles* Grr!

 

[deliciously_naughty]

hmmm

embarassing (there are so many)---in middle school I thought I was humming quietly to my tape...and I was singing full out at the top of my lungs AND very offkey...I'm still embarassed to think about it.

proudest...For the moment I would have to say when I graduated from college...I was the first in my family to do so, and when I do it again with my masters I'll be even more proud.

 

[BigTexan]

My most embarrassing? At high school I took my car (A beat up, ugly, 1970 Mustang I was restoring) to a football game. Me and my friends sat on the hood the whole game then at the end these other guys came around in their Trans-am wanting to race. Like an idiot I agreed, but when I went to start my car I found that I'd left my lights on and my battery was dead. My car wouldn't even start. That was embarrassing.


My proudest moment other than the birth of my two daughters? That is a toughie. I guess it was when I won 1st place in a statewide speech contest in high school. I got to go on to the national competition (where I didn't even place) but I still got to go to Washington D.C. and meet a lot of people and the Governor of Colorado introduced me to Ronald Reagan. I guess that was my proudest moment so far. If I ever have a story published in a paying magazine that will eclipse it though.

BigTexan

 

[jfinn]

Most Embarassing Moment (I have to pick just one right?)

I was at the laundromat and loading my just washed clothes into the dryer. I was wearing a corduroy wrap around skirt with thick stiff ties that never stayed shut. As I stood up from the dryer I felt air where I shouldn't have. Even as it went through my mind that I was losing my skirt I felt hands grabbing the material (now around my knees) and yanking it up. I turned to find a strange guy who could no more believe he'd done that than I could. Unfortunately we'd both come with several friends and everybody had a wonderful time teasing the hell out of both of us about our unique way of meeting.

Proudest Moment

This is actually harder to pinpoint. I guess it was the first time I saw someone on TV actually say words I'd written. It was just some promo copy, but still it was a thrill.

Jayne

 

[Chicklet]

embarassing (there are so many)---

lol I know that feeling.

Most embarrassing? Gosh, I don't even want to share. Second Most Embarrassing maybe when the boyfriend and I were in Italy, my second day in the country, going at it in the shower. We'd been apart for months and had some catching up to do. Ever been in an Italian shower stall? When there actually are stalls, they're VERY shallow. It was small, and between our bodies we managed to plug the drain, and the side of the shower was only about an inch up from the ground. By the time we noticed, the entire bathroom was flooded.

Not only that, but the whole hotel room was connected to the linolium in the bathroom...we'd flooded the whole room. Our suitcase and our clean clothes were on the ground, wet, and the water was trickling out our door into the hallway.

That's when the phone rang. A nice Italian woman said something about "Water Running" that we couldn't understand between our lack of Italian and her lack of English. What we did get was "A Problem With The Water"

Afraid we'd be arrested or something awful, we quickly rushed to get our sopping wet clothes back on our bodies, and took off with our luggage out the door. It was SO embarrassing to have to stand there waiting for them to give us our passports back.

Luckily after the really cold and awkward train ride to a neighboring village we got to use a dryer, and didn't have to spend the rest of our trip in wet clothes.

Proudest...hmm...dont' have one yet.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

Proudest...hmm...dont' have one yet.

How about "when I managed to win over the amazing Svenskaflicka and receive the 1st prize of the Literotica Survivor Contest 2002"? LOL

My most embarrassing moment... so many... That's the price one pays for being spontaneous. OK, here's ONE:
Me and my boyfriend-at-the-time spend the night over at a friend's house, and slept in the same room as her. In the early hours, my boyfriend felt horny, and we decided to go for it, since my friend was sound asleep. Unfortunately, we weren't quiet enough, so her dog woke up, and got terrified at seeing my boyfriend obviously attacking me, since I was whining so badly... So, the dog tried to rescue me - by waking his mistress and telling her what was going on, urging her to help me...

We're still friends, though...

My proudest moment... Also many... But I think the proudest time of my life was a summer a few years ago, when I had managed to lose 25 kilos. I was slim, I was strong, I had lungs like a horse, and I didn't have to buy my clothes at the XLNT-part of Kappahl...

 

[kiwiwolf]

Ooooh boy... where do I begin? Embarrassment and I are old and close friends.

My most embarrassing moment was being selected as the trainee of my basic training intake in the Army. In our passing out parade, (graduation) I was to march up to the rostrum to receive my trophy, rifle at shoulder arms. This I accomplished with great dignity and aplomb... right up to the about face. I overbalanced and tripped, ending up on my face, STILL holding my rifle but with the trophy broken next to me. That was a real crowd pleaser.

My proudest aside from my daughters birth, was being selected for the NZ Special Air Service. All in all my most embarrassing moment got more attention.

 

[Guest]

These are SO COOL!

What great insight...what fun!!!

KEEP EM COMMING!!!!!!!!!


I remain,

 

[wildsweetone]

'scuse me Sandyman - an aside to Kiwiwolf

Ooooh boy...

Hiya Kiwiwolf! Nice to see another home grown Southern Hemispherian

By the way I'm halfway through your story, talk about keeping me in fits of laughter I love it

 

[Guest]

My proudest moment... Also many... But I think the proudest time of my life was a summer a few years ago, when I had managed to lose 25 kilos.

being Metrically challenged, I had to work that out slowly. That is A-M-AZING! Really.

 

[gauchecritic]

There is not a great deal about my life that I feel embarassed about (mainly because I'm old and have forgotten it all) and proud moments are many and great. ok.

Most embarassing. Not so long ago (last year in fact) being put into the situation of thinking I could sing a duette with a professional 'turn' at my club. It was the George Micheal/Elton John version of 'Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me'.

Because I was in the "Chairman's" box that night I was an obvious stooge and being slightly more inhebriated than sensible I foolishly agreed.
Thinking I could make a reasonable effort I came in on cue (not even knowing the lyrics) and in a fit of supreme optimism instead of attempting to do my Elton John impression I began bellowing into the microphone at the top of my lungs.
I began off key, hit 65% wrong notes (mostly flat) and couldn't have got any redder in the face if I'd just run a marathon.

My proudest moments (two) are similarly stage related.

Many years ago I trod the boards as an actor (College Main course Drama and amateur theatre) and receiving applause for entertaining an audience really is better than sex.

I was (and still am) equally proud whenever I witness 2 of my sons gigging in their respective 'modern punk' bands. What is more surprising to me is that I actually like some of their stuff!

Gauche

 

[kiwiwolf]

Re: 'scuse me Sandyman - an aside to Kiwiwolf

Hiya Kiwiwolf! Nice to see another home grown Southern Hemispherian

By the way I'm halfway through your story, talk about keeping me in fits of laughter I love it

LOL... long time no chat. Thanks for the kind words Ma'am.

 

[Pookie]

My embarassing moments far outweigh my proudest moments.

My most embarrassing moment ...

This would probably be a particular afternoon when I was 16 and alone with my boyfriend at home. My parents were at work and my brother and sister were off somewhere for the afternoon with their friends. My boyfriend and I were naked in my family room while I was giving him a quite impressive blowjob ... that is until my father and one of his co-workers walked through the door. Yikes.

My proudest moment ...

When my mom (who I always was in trouble with about something) told me about 18 months back that she was very proud of the way I had grown up and taken responsibility for myself. It just happened to be when my boyfriend and I were telling my parents that a few hours before, I had said yes to when he asked me to marry him. It was the first time I really felt that my mom saw me as being mature or as an adult.

 

[karmadog]

Most embarassing:

When I was in high school our orchestra was selected to play at a very prestigious event. There would be many music educators, conductors and musicians there and the concert was to be recorded. We played on a beautiful stage, on risers, in a beautiful auditorium and we had a famous conductor. Anyhow, when I stood to play a solo, my mute fell out of my trumpet and, during a moment of silence, clanged its way down every level of the risers until it hit the ground where I could hear it rolling in circles mocking me. Mr. Famous Conductor gave me a look that shriveled my pubic hair.

You could hear the mute banging through the riser supports on the recording.

Proudest:

In college, I designed an experiment that my professor, the head of the department, called 'elegant'.

All in all, a proud moment is only a moment, but embarassment can last forever.

 

[Guest]

public humiliation

It was my first job after college. Being 21 and the only female non-secretarial employee in my division, I desperately sought to present myself as a professional design engineer. In the heat of the summer I would finish dressing in the car during my hour long commute. This is especially impressive when you consider that I drove a stick shift car.

The day of my public humiliation I had managed the impressive feat of putting on my make up, "foofing" my hair and putting on my pantyhose in the car without running off the road. Sliding into a parking spot at the back of the parking lot at 7:50 I checked my face in the mirror then hopped out to make the hike to the building. Halfway to the entrance I heard someone calling out "Miss! Miss!" I turned to see a 60+ year old man jogging toward me ahead of a group of folks. I stopped and waited on him.

As he came even with me he looked at me over his thick bifocals and said, "Miss your skirt in tucked into your nylons."

*****

My proudest moment... besides the normal top 5... When my dad cried at the surprise birthday party we threw for his 65th birthday. It was the first birthday party he had ever had.

 

[NoJo]

Both music-related:

As a nine-year old I was taking a piano grading exam. These took place in the Royal Academy of Music, an imposing Victorian building, at a huge Grand Piano in front of a tribunal of very stern examiners. All designed to terrify. Turning the pages for me was my wonderful piano teacher, Miss Ely, a very large owl-faced spinster with a penchant for hats with fake cherries.

I had contracted a bad cold which was in the runny-nose phase.
As I played the piece nervously, one of those long icicle-like drips of snot trickled from my nose, to attach itself the back of my hand, with the top still attached to my nose. Hoping that the examiners were sitting too far away to notice this , I continued playing, as the snot-thread danced and bobbed.

To make this worse my teacher, who suffered from uncontrollable flatulence, let out a loud fart half-way though the piece, completely throwing my timing and I started playing completely wrong.

Somehow I finished the piece, and then I turned and saw that all the examiners were in hysterics of silent laughter. I didn't see the humor in it till about thirty years later.


Proudest:

Well my kids have made me proud on many occasions, but proud of myself:

The time after spending a month staying at my big brothers place, when he thanked me for helping him to get over his grief at the recent death of his wife.