Would You Be Embarrassed? 

We all have had them, at least I think we all have.  Although when it is happening, it’s not something that any of us like.  What I’m talking about is a good ole embarrassing moment.  I know I certainly hope I’m not the only one to have had a few embarrassing moments—you know the kind.  Your cheeks are instantly red, you’re flustered and hot all over and hope and pray that no one else saw or heard what might have happened.

I have to admit—I’m not a person that embarrasses very easily; however, I have had some choice situations.

So here’s the deal–Average spring day—you know the kind, nice day, not too hot, not to cool.  The kind of day you want to spend outside.

I took a long lunch break to meet-up with some friends and gather over a meal .  It was a nice visit and when it was over, the check was paid and goodbyes were said—so I headed to the ladies’ room.

I checked my make-up, did my business, washed my hands and headed out of the restaurant.  The restroom was in the back of the restaurant so I had to walk through all the tables to reach the front door.

Window Shopping

I decided to do a bit of window shopping before walking back to my car, so I was taking my time and strolling outside the store windows in the strip mall I was at.  A gust of wind blew and it dawned on me that the back of my legs felt the wind more than they should have.  I reached behind but didn’t feel anything out of the ordinary.

I continued slowing doing my window shopping.

When the wind blew again, I reached behind me and this time I could feel that my legs were bare (at least as bare as you can be in pantyhose).  Of course, my first thought was “well, how can that be?”  Having a  dress on, I was covered, at least I thought so.  I used both of my hands and started pulling on my dress. I realized that when I had gone to the bathroom, somehow, I had gotten my dress caught in my pantyhose.

Bloody Hell

Now which way do I turn to get myself straightened out.  Backside towards the street—no, people in the parking lot and driving by getting a view of my wonderfully displayed bootie.  Or back toward the store window—no, then the people in the store would get a bird’s eye view.

I just rolled my eyes and pulled my dress out as fast as I could and looked around.  It didn’t seem that anyone had noticed, I saw no one looking and no one was directly behind me.

And then……………..as I strode there, I realized the bathroom I had used was in the back of the restaurant.  That same restaurant was full of diners, that I had to walk the whole way through to get to the door—bon appetite!

Don’t laugh too hard, let’s Own Our Awesome…..

Cher

Now, I’m sure a few of you have had some of these types of instances.  Are you brave enough to share them?  Send me a comment with your story and I may just publish here for you.  It would make some interesting reading and maybe give a smile or two to someone who needs it.

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