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Get ready to point and laugh at Amber from Kansas:
The set up: One day at work about three weeks ago I was offered chocolate covered blueberries while sitting at my desk. Later, I went home, threw my work clothes in the dirty clothes basket and that was that.
Last week as I was doing the laundry I pulled out the pair of pants I wore on blueberry day and couldn’t help but notice the ENORMOUS chocolate stain that coated the backside of these pants, all the way down the crack toward the crotch. It really and truly looked like I had taken a shit IN the pants and it had leaked out the seams. Apparently I had dropped one of the blueberries in my lap, sat on it, and it had melted all over my ass.
The thing is, I walk around frequently at work to fetch things, and I know, I just KNOW that I passed someone in the hall blissfully unaware of my ill-placed chocolate stains. The pants are black, but really, the chocolate was caked on. It would be impossible to miss. So the next day at work, even though my stains occurred weeks before, I was mortified and couldn’t look anyone in the face.
So Helen and Olly, to alleviate my intense embarrassment, can you tell me what your worst retro-active embarrassing moments are?
If we haven’t already shared them in the podcast (and longtime listeners will have had more than enough of our embarrassments), it’s because they make us wince so much that our spines would become permanently misshapen and our skulls would cave in from the internal screaming.
But hopefully you guys suffer from no such reservations, so head into the comments and share your shame!
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May 21, 2010 at 5:02 am |
Amazing…
May 19, 2010 at 11:54 am |
I feel like I should know to watch out for this already, but it took me two read-throughs to work out that she’s American, and actually talking about trousers….
May 19, 2010 at 11:20 am |
Well, I once sang Michael Jackson’s thriller so loud while taking a shit when I was in 3rd grade that all four classrooms could hear me singing it. The teacher came and burst in on me and I yelled, “Someone’s in here” and she replied in quite an annoyed tone, “I know.”
Please believe me that the most embarrassing part was pulling my pants up and going back in to the classroom to join the other pupils. I’ll never forget that..