Uh-oh moments that made you laugh

[5ft Diva]

I don't know about you guys, but I need to hear funny stuff to remember not to take life too seriously so I was wondering if you'd be willing to share some uh-oh moments that you've had that made you laugh.

Kind of like the time I was leading the music in church and I turned around to step off the chorister's block and my heel caught on the edge and I dove face first into the choir chairs. Or the time I was making Ranch dressing, but forgot to snap the lid shut so that when I shook the bottle, milk and powder showered me and my kitchen. Yeah, stuff like that. Your turn!

[runamyrun]

It was the first Sunday that I was teaching Sunday School to 12 to 15 year olds, and I was extremely nervous. I was standing up in front of them, introducing myself, when I fell flat on the floor! My sandals had twisted and made me fall. What made me extremely embarrassed, is that I stood up quickly and laughed at myself, but the teenagers were quiet and pretended nothing had happened! I still laugh about it!

[natickgirl]

How about the time plugged the blender in & forgot to check to see whether the switch was "ON". It started whirring, which scared the daylights out of me, and chopped up the plastic piece of the lid that was stored inside. DUH!

Also, I was walking down the hall at church one week, chatting with a friend, when my slip fell down around my ankles. (The elastic is so worn, it's lost it's stretch, so I had it pinned.) She laughed at me, and said it's probably time I get a new slip. It was pretty funny, but then she told my other friends all about it...most of whom are quite wealthy & would NEVER safety-pin their clothes. Embarrassing.

[Dia Minha]

Natick, I lost my slip (with the same problem) in front of the entire Primary while leading the music.

We went out to dinner with some friends. We were talking and chatting. I picked up the ketchup bottle shook it, started to open it and then sat it back down so that I could use my hands to make a point in a story I was telling. When I was done, I picked the ketchup bottle back up and because I hate when the first of the ketchup comes out all runny, decided to give it another good shake. The loosened lid flew off and was followed by sprays of ketchup. The splatters went from one end of the booth to the other with the majority landing all over our friends' baby who was sitting up in his car seat at the table.

[Meticulous madness]

Heehee. I love these stories! I can totally relate. My whole life is one hilariously embarrassing moment after another.

Once when I was younger, shopping with family - I got bored waiting in the long check-out line and told them I'd just meet them out at the car. I went to the parking lot, got in the backseat and laughed my head off at my family who (about 5-10 minutes later) was walking over to another maroon Buick and loading all of our groceries in the back seat.

I was just about to yell out at them that they were getting in the wrong car when I noticed that the car I was sitting in had black interior, instead of gray. And there was just a hint of a smoke smell in the upholstery (my parents didn't smoke). HA! I still get teased about that one.

[5ft Diva]

Okay, this one is a little personal, but super funny. It happened just the other day while I was at Wal-Mart. Have you ever had one of those itches in your nose that you absolutely couldn't ignore and it was in the most awkward place? Well this one was just on the inside of my nose and I kept rubbing the outside of my nose and I couldn't get it to go away. In fact, it had started itching when I first pulled into the parking lot so I had been dealing w/ this obnoxious itchy nose for about 15 minutes when I couldn't handle it anymore.

I was in the Christmas section so I walked back to the corner and stuck my finger just up inside my nose and itched really hard, but it looked like I was totally digging for gold. I kept looking down the aisle to make sure no one was coming, but didn't think about the opposite direction from where people could come from. Just at that moment a woman walked around the corner I was not watching (w/ two of her friends) and we were both totally embarrassed. She tried to pretend she didn't see me, but she couldn't hide the shock on her face of walking around the corner to see a grown woman vigorously picking her nose. It was SOOOO embarrassing!

[Mamallama]

[natickgirl]

Hee hee!

Or, when you've got a really bad wedgie & when you just can't stand it any longer, you yank on your backside right when someone walks by. Yup. Done that.

Or, when you honk at a rude driver, only to discover it is someone you know? (Usually some sweet older lady in the ward.) Yup. Done that, too.

[Erudite]

ROTFL!!

K, just this week, I put on my slip and noted that the elastic is not much elastic anymore...the slip is older than my marriage. Might be time to think about a new one...

And the nose thing...I can SO relate. I HATE the itchy inside the nose thing and no amount of rubbing the outside will take care of it.

[Erudite]

K, this is an oldie, but a goodie. When my DH and I were dating, for one of our early dates, I agreed to go to a BYU basketball game. I'm not into basketball AT ALL, I just liked my date. But I do like football, and in football, there's a change at the quarters and a huge halftime show and the game lasts you know...3 to 4 hours, right? So I'm expecting the same in basketball. The quarters flew by, unnoticed by me and there was no halftime show to speak of, so when the game was over, I thought it was the half. The entire Marriot Center is coming up the benches to head to the exits, and I'm sitting there wondering how all those people think they are going to go to the bathroom at the same time. Was this normal for halftimes at the basketball games for EVERYONE to go at the same time? I finally said something about the mass of people flowing by us, when I notice my future DH looking at me strangely, because I'm just sitting there and I've just made the stupidest comment. And THEN I realize that the game is over and I've just made a complete idiot of myself. I tried hard to cover the mistake, but he wasn't fooled and teases me about it to this day. The truth was, that I'd started writing test questions in my head for a test I had to give my students in the next week (I was student teaching at the time) and had stopped paying attention to my date and the game completely...clapping when everyone else does and all that.

On a redeeming note, I can share that this was our 3rd date and it was the date when we held hands for the first time AFTER the game and despite my complete lack of attention to the date itself. And the other redeeming note...he's never tried to take me to a basketball game again!

[bookworm]

A couple of summers ago we had a big Stake party and towards the end of it, it started raining big, fat raindrops. I was wearing cheap Old Navy flip-flops. We all hurried around gathering children, folding chairs, food containers, etc., and I thought I would be helpful and hurried onto the lawn to grab the last remaining folding chair out there, stepped back onto the smooth concrete and slammed right down hard on my butt. Oh, it hurt so bad. The chair landed on top of me. I closed my eyes with the pain and someone grabbed the chair and I could hear voices saying, "oh, are you okay?" I was so embarrassed, I couldn't look up and see who was approaching, but a few brethren came over and one helped me up. I kept my head down, I was fighting tears of pain as well as embarrassment, mumbled that I was okay, and limped off to my van, where my children were waiting. It was so painful and I thought I would die of embarrassment, but no one has ever said anything to me, so I figure the guys who helped me up were not in my ward (or Diva's) and didn't know me...

That's really the best I can come up with. I do stupid things so often, they don't register as odd... so I don't remember any... I do relate to everything above, except the nose-picking - eeeewwww!!!! Ladies! Carry tissue in your purse!

[Meticulous madness]

Originally Posted by bookworm

except the nose-picking - eeeewwww!!!! Ladies! Carry tissue in your purse!

heehee.

Actually, I think using a tissue would be similar to itching on the outside of your nose...some times it's just NOT GOING TO CUT IT.

[5ft Diva]

Originally Posted by Meticulous madness

heehee.

Actually, I think using a tissue would be similar to itching on the outside of your nose...some times it's just NOT GOING TO CUT IT.

Thanks for the validation, MM. You are right, tissue was not going to cut it....as embarrassing as it is to admit.

Don't go too far. I'm sure it won't be long before I have another "good one" to share.

[Meticulous madness]

One day at school, (sixth grade) Mark Clark came up behind me and ticklishly jabbed his index fingers into both of my sides. I jumped up nearly 2 feet out of my seat and "let loose" mid-air. NOT PRETTY! It was silent reading time, so the whole joint was anxiously engaged in "pin drop" status.

Now, mind you - I am a very proud and mannerful person (or atleast I used to be, before having kiddos). It was so humiliating to me that I did the first thing I could think of to save my pride. I blamed the aforementioned buck- snort right back on MR. MARK CLARK himself. We both sat there laughing, pointing our fingers and blaming each other and denying it. Finally the kid who sat next to me said, "Guys..guys..please...We ALL know it was you, Mark, because girls don't fart." Then he followed it up with "And if they do...it smells like roses." Obviously his mother taught him well.

For years and years I would tell everbody that I hadn't passed gas since the sixth grade. Then it turned into a family joke. Any time a member of my family wanted to deny something, they would say they hadn't done _______ since the sixth grade (especially humorous coming from my brother, who hadn't even reached 6th grade when he used the excuse). Then the situation escalated into even more family jokes.

Typically now I say, "I haven't ______ since the Reagan Administration" because it sounds more profound. But, that's where the family phrase originated from.

And where, oh where, is Mr. Mark Clark these days, having matured a bit (hopefully) since his jabbing days??? Well...I would really love to know myself. Maybe I'll google him.