So here I am still in hospital. Unfortunately as the days are pretty routine here I’m not finding a huge amount of inspiration for my blog. I’m also thinking blogging about the antics of the other patients would be inappropriate (though that’s taking some serious self control because there is definite inspiration there)
So I’m digging into my past today for an embarrassing moment(of which there are many because I have always been a bit of a ‘case’) that might entertain you. That’s right I’m good with using my humiliation for your laughter, I’m such a giver.
Many years ago there was a time that I made a little bit of a fool of myself on the bus to college. I did my A-Levels at a college that was around a half an hour bus journey from home. It was one of those autumn days where you cannot predict what the weather is going to do. So I had worn layers.
Anyway as the bus journey went on the bus became more crowded. With all those bodies on the bus it became a little warm. I started to feel slightly faint with the heat. So I pulled off my top layer, a long sleeved top, leaving on a vest top.
After this I sat back and looked around the bus. Strangely I noticed other passengers were staring and a group of boys were giggling. After about ten mins of this I started to feel a little paranoid. So I looked down at myself to see if anything was amiss. At this point I noticed my error. When I had pulled off the long sleeve top I had in fact also pulled off the vest and was sat on the bus wearing nothing but a bra.
What is worse it wasn’t even a nice bra. It was the worn grey comfy one you wear when you are sure that no one is going to see it.
Then of course I was left with a quandary. Did I casually pull on my clothes and sit there as if nothing had happened. Or alternatively dash off the bus at the next stop, potentially somewhere I didn’t know and get lost. I went with dashing off the bus, found myself in the middle of nowhere and waited another thirty mins for the next bus!
Oh my goodness! You poor thing! On being in hospital and this bus incident – sounds horrific! Did you get off the bus in your bra or did you put your top back on first? Awful. Big sympathy for you, but I think that is the best embarrassing story I have ever heard 🙂
I left my top off and walked off the bus in my bra , seemed like drawing less attention to it somehow.
You made me laugh, out loud and heartily!
I remember doing the “walk of shame” back to my home at 11am the morning after a bit of a party… I had got dressed in a hurry and couldn’t (bear with me) find my tights and knickers, so just had to pull on my jeans regardless… I had been walking for some time and was in the middle of the busy Sat morning town centre when I became aware that there was something tangling round my ankles…
Yes, it was a leg of my “missing” tights…
I bent to quickly pull them out…
I pulled and pulled. And pulled and pulled. Eventually I was pulling and the tights leg had stretched to reach my waist…but the other leg was not for budging cos yes, it was trapped firmly down my other jeans leg…
I had the humiliation of walking home holding one tights leg in my left hand…the other clearly still caught up in my jeans…
Happy days!
Lol , you could have started a new and bizarre trend. Thanks for sharing and making me feel less daft !
Mahahahhahahahahahhahahahhhahahhahahahahahha *breath* mahahahahahahahhahahhhahahahhahahhhahhahahha *cough* That’s not funny. Nope. I’m not laughing. *cough* Love you!
Hope you wet your pants teee hee !
Oh brilliant. what a nightmare. I think the best bit was you got off the bus without the top on!!!
I wish you could tell us about the other patients I love observational stories like that. but of course I respect and applaud your thoughts on that.
I must have had an experience like this in a former life or something as I have a bit of a thing for checking my lower layer is staying put.
Scanning my brain for claggers.. I once was so jet lagged on our honeymoon after a few days of almost back to back flights that I was dragged kicking and screaming to a resturant to eat and sat there feeling on deaths door. at one point I became aware of some fellow diners watching me and a waitress walked by raising an eyebrow quizically.
Then even hubby who is used to my sillyness started staring meaningfully. finally I clicked I had somehow flinged my fork in the air and it had landed prongs down in a neighbouring diners bread roll narrowly missing their hand and I was so out of it I didn’t notice and had the gall to act like nothing happened!
Love the tights story too classic 🙂
Lol that’s a good story, good job it didn’t land anywhere else , like someone hand!
Ha ha that’s a classic!! I would have gone sooooo red in the face! the thing is if it had been one of our fancy bras would you have stayed and enjoyed the moment more?? Xx
If it had been a fancy bra, I would have worked it baby !
One you won’t forget in a hurry. I have nightmares about things like that but never managed it in real life!
Gosh if something can happen it will happen to me !
How embarrassing for you, I like the fact that you just got off the bus as you were, thats funny.
I think the most embarrassing moment that springs to mind for me is the day I wore a pair of hold-ups to work, I went to Asda to buy something for my lunch and could feel the hold ups slipping down, first one leg then the other. I frantically tried to make a dash to an empty aisle so that I could give them a good yank to pull them back up again, but by the time I got to the nearest aisle, both were round my ankles. And to top it off the aisle was full! I just had to quickly, and not very discreetly, slip off my shoes, take off the hold-ups, and dash off as people were staring at me and my milky white legs!
Lol I love the way I’ve inspired you all to own up to those moments, we all have them after all.