Drum roll please . . . Secondary Roads Commission is proud to announce another contest for all you folks out there in the blogosphere. Rules are very simple:
1. Leave a comment on this article telling about your Most Embarrassing Moment.
2. You have until 6 PM EDT (5 PM Central) on Tuesday August 18 to file your entry.
3. A panel of distinguished judges will then decide the winning entry.
4. Judges decision is final (and they may accept bribes if you know who they are).
5. Winner will receive 1,000 EC credits and the Tommy Toe Award. (If the winner does not participate in Entrecard, credits will be awarded to the blog of the winner’s choice.)
The Tommy Toe AwardThe Tommy Toe gets its name from what my mother used to call this wonderful fruit that makes such wonderful sandwiches with bacon and lettuce. The BLT was one of my mother’s favorites. Every year when fresh tomatoes were available in the garden, she would get together with a friend and they would make BLTs for lunch. I remember those days well, and I still consider the BLT to be one of my favorite sandwiches.
Previous Winners of the Tommy Toe
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#1.
2/27/2009
correctly identified snow on my driveway.
#2.
3/27/2009
correctly identified the horse’s mane.
#3.
4/24/2009
most correctly identified the heron in the photo.
#4.
5/7/2009
submitted the winning caption, “Just say no to fried kitty.”
#5.
5/28/2009
correctly identified daffodil stamens.
#6.
7/16/2009
won the Blogosphere’s Got Talent 1 contest (Dancing).
You?
Don’t you want to join the ranks of these fabulous winners? Think of the fame. Think of the glory. Think about the most embarrassing moment in your life. Then rush to tell the Secondary Roads Comission all about it. Our judges are just waiting to hear from you. Probably so they can go tell their friends all about it. Don’t let small matters like pride and dignity hinder you.
Below the Belt!!
Have you ever been in the middle of a scene where almost all of the guys attention is focused on you? What would be your reaction that one of them will come to and pointed his finger below your belt?
Oh… this is the unpredictable day that I experienced a horrific and a curse day for me!!
Why????
Two years ago when we were attended an events held at Alabel, Sarangani Province, we were obliged to be early in the parade, the reason why I packed my breakfast and planned to eat it after the parade.
After the parade, I hurriedly went inside the vehicle and eat my breakfast which I packed using the cellophane and ate my foods like a hungry dog. I wasn’t notice that some of my co-officemate (guys) including the driver looked below my belt and one of them whispered unto my ear, he said" I know the color of you're underware. Goshhhhhh!!! When I looked below, I was shamefully shocked because my PANTS was RIPPED..hu!hu!hu! To bad!! I can’t even talked with my officemate when they seen the color of my underwear, what I did, I begged our driver to drive me back at home. Thanks God, he felt pity on me.
Well, until now I still kept my favorite pants in my drawer. Thank you so much for reading. This is A Maiden’s Testimony Embarrasing Experience.
God bless Chuck and hope this entry is valid.
In The Dark Ages
So I, eighteen years old, am arriving back in Hometown after three months away building aircraft in Wichita. Yeah, I think I drilled and tapped one hole in the jig we were making for the B-52 assembly. Government cost-plus contract, you know.
I will drop in on girlfriend, and I do that just at the dinner hour. She has company –another suitor whom I knew about, but figured he was no competition. Mother insisted that I join them for dinner. Mother to my right, sister of gf to the left, and seated directly across from me –Other Suitor and Girlfriend to his left. How, exactly, I say, How Awkward is That?
Epilogue
She married neither of us, he too old for her and I too immature. Eventually she married a minister. She and her husband were missionaries for many years and they raised five beautiful children together. I still correspond with her occasionally.
Well, this happened just a few days ago. My boss recently returned from a 1 month trip to Fiji, where she and her youngest daughter taught at a Muslem school. They stayed with a Hindu Indian family. She had just returned home and wasn't at the office. Answering the phone is part of my job, and we get a lot of sales calls from companies who outsource their business to India.
So, the phone rings, and I answer it in my usual professional manner.
The voice on the phone asked for my boss. I crisply, but a little rudely, said, "She isn't in the office and won't be back until next week." As I was talking the phone was headed for the cradle. A few minutes later, the phone rang again. The voice said "OK, I try again…." I knew right then what had happened. I immediately called my boss to tell her that one of her friends from Fiji had called, and explained what had happened. I was SOOOO embarrassed. Luckily, my boss saw the humor in the situation. Now, however, I pay a little more attention when there is a foreign voice on the phone.
The flying melon ball story is a true story which took place in March of 2008. The story until now has been kept by a handful of close friends only because I was a bit embarrassed by it when it happened. Now, almost a year later it is no longer embarrassing but humorous.
March 2, 2008 I am on a non stop Cathay Pacific flight from San Francisco to Hong Kong. Because I won a writing contest, the flight was free and I was seated in the second seat from the aisle in a four seat row in the economy section. It was a 14 hour flight and since I do not enjoy flying, 14 hours can be a pain in the you know what.
There was this young, handsome Asian guy sitting next to me in the aisle seat. We were about 12 hours into the flight and by this time I was tired, anxious, claustrophobic and just all around delirious. The flight attendants began serving our breakfast. I might also add that Cathay Pacific serves great food. In any case we had begun eating and I opened my melon ball fruit cup. I took my fork, which in hind sight I should not have done and tried to pick up the melon ball. In the blink of an eye the melon ball goes flying in between the legs of this cute Asian guy next to me. He looked down and I looked over and I spotted the ball which was in a let’s just say awkward position. He looked over at me and I pointed to where the melon ball had landed. He tried to grab it but obviously could not see it. Without even thinking, now mind you I mentioned I was tired, delirious etc… I reached over, in between his legs and started feeling for the melon ball as he did the same. After a few long seconds, voila! He found it, grabbed it and we went on with our breakfast. I then took a short nap and when I awoke, we were about to land and I realized what I had just done. All I could think was this guy either thinks I’m an idiot or a pervert. Which is worse?
All I can say is had I not been on such a long flight in an exhausted and delirious state and the same situation had occurred I would have either not been feeling around for that melon ball or I would have done the same thing and had a grand old time on that flight.
LOL…Chuck I just read Justine's comment about the date!!
Oh my I have one of these disasters almost daily.
I will have to give this some thought.
There are so many. I truly am the stereotypical, absent minded, numb blond.
I'm off to visit a few more people, work on my post for tomorrow and hopefully get to spend some time with my hubby today!!:-))))
Lin,
The devil made me do it. 😉
Justine,
Look again. It says August 18 (now).
It was "The Star Speckled Bannaner." (As in banana) At least my red face now matches the color of my neck.
My most embarrassing moment.
I believe I was 17. Had a picnic at a nice state park/beach with Jimmy, his best friend, and my best friend.
I was wearing a one-piece bathing suit with a deep V in the front. We were all swimming around, having a good ol' time. Suddenly, Dave (Jimmy's friend) look at me with a look of horror on his face. I thought for sure he was going to tell me there was a shark behind me. But oh no. He said…
"Ermmm… Justine? Your boob is showing." It wasn't just "showing". It was COMPLETELY out and floating around!
Justine 😮 )
Another embarrassing moment for you is that you said the contest ends on August 11th. Hello? That was 3 days ago! ROFLMAO!
Justine 😮 )
Star SPECKLED Banner? heeheeheeeee
Ooooh no, Chuck! That was some moment there. Ugh. I have lots of embarrassing moments–I'll have to find a good one.
Thanks for posting my picture (minus my boyfriend, Jerry) on here. Yikes! That thing is like poster size!!
My most embarrassing moment happened in High School. I did a lot of public speaking in those days and I was leading an assembly of the student body with the entire faculty present. It was a tradition to sing the national anthem at such events. I asked everyone to, "stand and sing the Star Speckled bannaner." I couldn't believe it! Okay, I was a smart butt, but I wouldn't joke about our national anthem, and certainly not in that venue. I never could convince some that I wasn't joking.
What happened to you?
— Chuck