Had lunch with a friend today, who's main goal in being my friend (or so it seems to me) is to remind me as often as possible of all my past, little, social faux pas.
"What's your most embarrassing moment - out of the many?" she cruelly asked with a smirk that made me want to stuff our complimentary breadsticks up her nose.
It started me thinking. After a long afternoon of pink-cheeked nostalgia, this is what I've come up with:
The time my mum took me to a well-known waxworks museum in London and I thought I'd knocked one of the figures over, so I grabbed hold and clung on for dear life, hoping to keep it upright ... only to have it look down at me and laugh! Turns out it was just a rather flamboyantly dressed tourist. *Note: Can I please point out that I was only 7 at the time!
2) E-mail Embarrassment
The time I thought it would be amusing to send my line manager at the time a joke e-mail, saying how I wanted to eat his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti ... and then somehow managed to send it to everyone in the Local Authority I worked for (couple of hundred at least), including the Chief Exec. I actually had people coming downstairs from other departments just to meet me!
3) Karaoke Cringe
The time my "beloved" friends got me hideously drunk at a Karaoke night and talked me into thinking getting up and singing would be an "Ace" idea ... only to discover (too late) that the song I'd chosen wasn't the song I'd been thinking of at all ... that in fact I didn't know the song playing AT ALL! ... I tried to wing it, but even I wasn't drunk enough to kid myself I'd succeeded.
4) It's a Mum-Thing
Each and every time I go in my mum's shop and she asks any vaguely young and possibly single man if he' d be interested in taking her daughter off her hands. ... that and the tap-dancing thing she always does in supermarkets
5) Shame by Proxy
The time a certain person I know and love finally went on a date with a guy she'd been crushing on for weeks, (despite having a nasty cold ... she was THAT desperate to date him!), was having a lovely time, but then coughed in the middle of a flirtatious conversation ... and shot a big wad of phlegm onto her date's shirt! I wasn't even there and I feel embarrassed by that story.
*Note: They've been happily married for 3 years now ... so there's hope for me yet
