When I was 23, I tore a ligament in my foot, but the doctor also thought I might have broken a bone in my foot, so I had to wear half a plaster cast … it was gross. I hated it, and it wasn’t straight, so my foot twisted inward a little bit, and to this day, it still twists instead of being straight, and I’m bitter about it.
Anyway, I was in the church orchestra at the time; I played the flute. And we were playing at this rally at Broadmoor Baptist Church in Raleigh, and my sister and I were leaving early because of … something, I don’t remember what. Of course, I was on crutches, but I also had to wear a skirt–we all had to wear white blouses and black skirts. Well, my only black skirt had a slit up to the mid-thigh (not exactly appropriate for a church function). DEFINITELY not appropriate for swinging my leg around on crutches (because of course the slit was on the same side as my deformed foot). So I pinned the slit closed. With an earring. (MacGuyvered it.)
At the church I was going to at the time, there were side exits for the orchestra, so we could slip out quietly if necessary. Broadmoor did not have side exits. That meant I was going to have to leave the stage by going down the stairs in front of the altar. Right in front of everybody. On crutches.
So my sister and I got up to leave, and she TOTALLY TOOK OFF AND LEFT ME TO CLIMB DOWN THE STAIRS BY MYSELF. Furthermore, I also had to carry my flute.
To recap: I–the clumsy poop who tore a ligament and (maybe) broke her foot in a supersecret wrestling incident–was wearing a vaguely obscene skirt pinned together with the stud I’d taken out of my third ear piercing, and was carrying a musical instrument AND MYSELF down a set of carpeted stairs that had NO RAILINGS and was IN FRONT OF AN AUDIENCE.
Obviously, I fell. I mean, you totally saw that coming, right?
Fortunately–if anything about this could be called fortunate–I fell backwards. This gave me the opportunity to flail around with my arms in the air (my arms that were still holding the crutches, giving me the appearance of an animatronic pterodactyl dying over Tokyo). Also, the earring popped off the slit in my skirt and torpedoed some guy in the front row; I hope his eye’s okay now. Some trombone player caught me before I hit the floor and sort of carried me down the stairs by my armpits; I probably looked like a Vegas showgirl, what with my leg lifted at an awkward angle and my thigh hanging out of my skirt and my arms–and crutches–held at a 90 degree angle.
The entire audience had gasped when I first tumbled, and somewhere some videographer went, “YESSS!” because you know that would bank someone $25,000 on America’s Funniest Whatever. I had third degree burns on my face, on account of how red I was, and my sister missed the whole thing because she was already in the car and halfway home, that turd.
Oh, and … uh … I just made that up. That didn’t really happen. I mean, it sounds like it could have, but … you know … I just have … a really good imagination. Yeah.

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February 14th, 2008 at 8:07 pm
Well, my embarrassing moment happened at school, and only three people saw it. When we were dismissing from the gym after a pep-rally, I fell down the stairs on my bottom. It was so funny. I actually wanted to do it again because I was bouncing down the stairs and it didn’t hurt. But I knew if I was to try that again I would probably break something.
February 15th, 2008 at 4:27 am
Sorry this is super long, but my third most embarrassing moment happened last night when I was supposed to be at rehearsal.
Just know that today my brain was NOT in service, and that all of these things tie in to what happened.
Okay…well, my mother is deaf in one ear, so she can’t hear as well as I think she can sometimes. She likes for me to be loud when I come home from anywhere, so she knows I am home-better yet, give her a hug and kiss. Today I slammed the door and made tired, grunting noises like Fred Flinstone does when he comes home from work. Apearantly, she was in the garage and DID NOT HEAR ANYTHING.
I went strait to my room because I was in a bad mood, thinking mom knew I was home (like the idiot I am). I was in my own world, asleep until around five when mom came bursting into my room. She thought I was supposed to stay after school for another rehearsal for the choir musical like I have been all week. She thought the reason I wasn’t home was because she forgot to pick me up and left me in the cold for hours (like what happened on Tuesday). Mom had been to the school, wondering where I was, calling dad, and calling me, but my phone was still off from school (as I said, my own world). After yelling at me for not coming to let her know I was home (again, I am an idiot), it was time to go pick up dad-right now we have one car. I had to stay home and wait for my neice to come off of her bus from tutoring, which is usually at five-thirty and I HAVE to wait outside or the bus will whiz by the house. I waited.
The bus was late. Twenty minutes late.
After Ahneesah got in, all I had to do was feed her and wait for mom to come back with dad. She came back at 6:11pm. If we rushed, I thought, maybe Ms. V won’t kill me for being late…AGAIN.
After all it was all MY STUPID FAULT.
Sorry for making you read this much, but this is all I can do since I don’t have anyone’s number and all of you are getting out of rehearsal now anyway.
Anyway…this is where it gets mortifying for me.
I pulled up at the school at 6:19pm. I walked up to the doors, praying everything would be alright. It wasn’t. ALL OF THE DOORS WERE LOCKED. I couldn’t believe this. I walked back and forth, checking doors, banging on some-DOING EVERYTHING. I finally gave up and thought, “Maybe they locked the doors on me because I shouldn’t have been late and this was my last chance.”
So I called mom who had sped off, still mad at me for what happened earlier to pick me up and take me home. After that I called my sister to talk to while I was waiting. She advised me to check every possible door, so I went walking through the back of the school-FINDING MYSELF COMPLETELY INTERRUPTING BASEBALL PRACTICE or whatever sport that was. There was an open door near the languages hallway.
The only problem???
IT LED TO THE BOY’S LOCKER ROOM.
I asked my sister what to do-she knew this school like the back of her hand, despite the fact that she graduated two years ago. Anyway, she said to go into the boy’s locker room, even though every baseball member could clearly see ME WALTZING RIGHT IN in clear view from the feild. None of them were in there, though. I walked in, humiliated. Ashley served as my guide, on the phone on how to get throught to the weight room.
AND THEN…THE PHONE LOST SERVICE when I had gone in too deep-oh, and did I mention I WAS IN THE COMPLETE DARK?!???!!!!!?11
I walked out of the school’ weight room and into the boys locker room (still, not a soul was in there) and then out of there. When I did THE WHOLE BASEBALL TEAM was laughing, either at me walking out of their locker room and looking like a freshman or at some joke someone just told. I called my sister again and she laughed, too. I walked to the front of the school and asked my sister if they kept the survallience cameras on at night. She said, yes and that I am probably going to get paddled tomorrow. I waited for mom. she came. I left.
And now, I am probably going to get kicked off of the play, like I deserve.
…I’ve never even been in trouble at school before…not even write offs.
February 15th, 2008 at 5:24 am
The most embarrassing thing that had happen to me was when I got cut all of my hair off because of a bet.
February 15th, 2008 at 5:28 am
the most embarrassing thing to happen to me was when I was in the seventh grade I was in P.E class and had to go get dressed for P.E. and i went and got dressed but I was in a rush by the time realized it was to late I went out of the locker room with no shorts on just a T-shirt and some boxers.
February 15th, 2008 at 1:19 pm
((Hrmmm I have two moments that are only semi embarrasing so I’ll put them both..and they are short.))
Last year around Christmas time the band had their Christmas Concert and I was invited by so many people I decided to go. I walked there to I was sorta tired and I walked into the gym after paying and walked up the stairs. After I got up the stairs to the top part of the gym I headed up the bleachers and my shoe caught onto the metal bar on one of the steps and I fell up steps. That whole area which was semi crowded burst with laughter. I sat on the other side after that happened.
My other embarrasing moment happened last year when my friends and I were leaving the gym to go to class in the morning. I had on one of the Army backpacks that my brother had given me and it was falling apart. I took two steps down the stairs and my backpack strap broke. It tumbled down the stairs rolling right in front of everyone. It almost knocked some people down but they managed to step off the stairs when it reached them (I missed
). I thought it was embarrasing having to walk around all day holding my backpack in my arms. Apparently it wasn’t Army Strong.
((I guess after getting embarresed I force myself to forget it…I’m not sure though I can’t recall any extremely embarrasing moments))
February 15th, 2008 at 5:37 pm
I have quite a few embarassing moments. I’m not gonna list them all because it would take too long and I don’t want anybody to know about a few of them so I’ll just give you one that I think you will enjoy.
Ok, so this moment isn’t really embarassing but it was really funny and EXTREMELY PAINFUL!!!!
A couple of years ago I was at the top of the stairs at the insurance building across the street from
Fred’s, I was hanging out with some friends, I wanted to show off so I tried to stand on the ledge of the building and jump across the alley to the other rooftop. I used to do it all the time and I always made it, but there was something different about that day, IT WAS SNOWING. So I jumped, I slipped on the ledge of the other rooftop and fell to the cold, hard, ground. I hit a gutter and a pipe on the way down, but I didn’t really feel anything until the landing. I broke my foot but I didn’t know about it until after a couple of days and I couldn’t walk so my friends pushed me around in a Nafeih’s cart.
February 15th, 2008 at 8:54 pm
The most embarrasing moment I can recall is my weekend at Chrysalis over Martin Luther King Jr. Day. I went on the “flight” the past labor day weekend, so I decided to go back and work logistics (setting up, cleaning, tearing down). I ended up doing this for the girls side(the guys use the Christ Methodist building and the girls used the S.O.S. building down the street about a mile.) While the girls were in their worship and first talk of the day, Ms. Courtney, my “supervisor”, sent me to hang those bead things you hang on the doorway upstairs where the girls enter into their room with bunkbeds. Well I go upstairs with the tube thing and some tape, I open the tube and find that all the strings of beads are in a tangle that it would seem God could only untangle, so, being the stubborn guy I am, I start to untangle them. After about 30 minutes of trying to untangle them, I finally get the first string of beads out( there end up being 10 or 12 of them). I also come to find out that they smell like fox urine(The only reason I know what that smells like is that on a mission trip with West Union, my friend stuck a bottle up to my nose and asked what it smelled like, I said heavilly buttered, burnt popcorn, turned out to be fox pee)Anyway, another 2 hours goes by and the service lets out downstairs. At this point, I had gotten a total of 3 strings untangled. Then, about 15 miutes later, the girls start to head upstairs, keep in mind, I’m on the inside of the doorway. After most of them gets up there, Mrs. Brown comes over to me and asks what I’m doing. I told her and she told me that girls were asking why I was up here, so I had to leave. I just though that the girls thought I was a girl, I mean that’s usually what happens anyway. So, I walk downstairs with the rest of the bead things and give them to Brittany to try to untangle, there were like three left so you can imagine how frustrated I was of having to give it up. I come back the next morning and Brittany said they untagled them in like thirty minutes. I was furious…
February 16th, 2008 at 4:03 pm
My most embarrasing moment happened not to long ago.You see my clothes were piling up in my bathroom for about two weeks. So, one Saturday I decided to take my clothes down so my mom could wash them(yes my mom still does my laundry). As I was walking down the stairs, the front door opened and startled me. I slipped and fell flat on my face! My dirty laundry flew in the air! And of course, who was at the door? My older sister and her completely HOT friend! My bra landed on my sisters friend and my dirty underwear was all over the floor. He handed me my bra and said,”I think this is yours.” I could have died.
February 17th, 2008 at 10:31 am
My most embrassing moment happend last year i was on the wrestling team at millington high. we were having a home match and it was my turn to wrestle so i have been called the best wrestler alive and my oppnet thought that was his title so the match begun and iam kicking serious but the next thing i know you hear a big rippppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp. My wrestling tights had ripped and i lost all control. i hurriedly pinned him and ran to the locker room. although i kept my title something was added to it calvin the rip tights best wrestler alive. (laugh out loud).
February 18th, 2008 at 12:04 pm
My most embarrassing moment was a while ago (like 2 years). We were living on the Navy Base. It had just snowed and we had this huge puddle in out back yard. Well it had froze and my brother and I thought it would be cool if we tried to ice skate in soccer cleats. Well it didn’t really work and I fell flat on my butt. It was actually pretty funny. DON’T ICE SKATE WITH SOCCER CLEATS!
February 18th, 2008 at 7:19 pm
I’m not sure what to put down. Most of my embaressing moments envolve me being hurt. So I’ll just pick one. One time when I was in 3rd grade me and my best friends austin and Sarah where jumping on the tramapline. Well a couple of austins friends and my sister joined us. Well austins friend (you was in 1st grade) asked me to be his girlfriend. Then he tried to hug me. So I jumped backwards right of the trampaline.
February 18th, 2008 at 7:26 pm
My most embarrassing momement was when I was about seven years old. My parents went out to dinner and I stayed the night at my cousins house. My aunt and uncle went to bed as usual and my cousin and I stayed up late, of course. Apparently we were watching “gargoyles”(a cartoon show) when we decided to make peanut butter and jelly sandwitches so that we could take our parents on a picnic. So we made a mess in my cousins bedroom while making the worst sandwich ever. I guess i was putting the peanut butter back in the kitchen when I decided I was tired. The next thing I know, I am waking up to my parents, aunt, and uncle standing around me in the kitchen, where I fell a sleep, in my underwear. I was so embarrassed.
February 19th, 2008 at 12:41 pm
I really don’t have any embarrassing moments. I don’t exactly have what you may call “stage fright”. But i guess i can tell you about a PAINFUL memory of mine.
One day, my friends and we decided to shoot fireworks at each other.
I got the idea that we should shoot fireworks at our face. Our only protection was was a paintball mask.So anyway, it was all going pretty good, caught alot of it on video, until it was my second turn. I put the mask on, and I lean forward into the case. What my friend did not tell me was he had changed the type of firework in the jar. He put a kind of roman candle firework that basically explodes into a bunch of sparks. Well, after ignition, i backed up a little to give the firework a bit more room to go off. In doing that, I allowed it to explopde next to my ear( which wasn’t protected). Long story short, my hair caught fire and had to get a buzz cut because of it.
February 19th, 2008 at 2:16 pm
There have been so many embarrassing moments in my life, I don’t know where to begin. But every time I have one I just TRY to laugh it off and keep going but it doesn’t always work that way.
February 20th, 2008 at 4:57 pm
Well mine starts like this I was about 5 my friend was having a party at his house and it was a sleep-over/pool party and we sleep outside and of course it was in the summer and anyways I sleep on the diving board and I was in a deep sleep and all the sudden I fell in the pool waking everyone and all I heard was them laughing and then I heard myself laughing because it was actually funny so that my most embarssing moment I have ever had in my life and hopefully the last.
February 20th, 2008 at 8:15 pm
My most embarrasing moment was in 6th grade in Michigan and i had on my fancy clothes for a chool picture. to make a long story short i was walking around thinking i was cute and tripped over a rug and i would’ve fell on my face if my friend wouldn’t have caught me. Everyone laughed at me.
February 21st, 2008 at 7:01 am
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February 23rd, 2008 at 9:21 pm
my most embrrassing moment was when i fell in da hall during school. i felt so bad.