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What is your most embarrassing story?
The time my black hat blew off and I couldn’t catch it from the wind. The busha of walking home without a hat cannot adequately be described.
I am too embarrassed to say.
I once mistook someone, call him Stein, for someone else, call him Greenberg. I was chatting with him for five minutes, and then I asked him, “are you related to the Greenbergs from TOronto? I bet people ask you that all the time.” He looked at me like I was nuts. “My name is Stein,” he said. “Well,” I replied, “then I’m probably the first person to ask you that.”
The fact that I was born.
The Wolf
Wolf whats up with these negative comments?!
.. The day a relative of mine (AND MOMMY!) found out my screen name.
The fact that I was born.
The Wolf
I have a way more embarrassing story for Wolf:
“My Shabbos shoes are my only shoes. During the week, I wear black sneakers.
The Wolf”
Do you realize what that means? The Wolf admitting here on YWN to an audience of billions that he is ???? ??? by not wearing sneakers but instead has a separate pair of shoes only for ???!
How embarrassing for him!!! ☺
Their is a whole thread here on schools confiscating shoes and SAM2 seems to think that it the most embarrasing thing possible. (although see there that i argue.)
ZK, why would you be embarrased? Besides, everyone here knows your screen name.
It just happened. On Shabbos, I was invited to a “general” Shalosh Seudos in honor of someone’s sheva brachos at my shul (we were not invited to the chasunah, but the whole shul is invited for Shahlosh Seudos). I saw a woman in the slight distance, whom I thought was someone who had just married off her son that week and would normally be out of the area for Shabbos sheva brachos by the kallah’s family. I called out Good Shabbos, and asked her what she was doing HERE (rather than away at the sheva brachos out of the neighborhood). To which she replied, “I’m the kallah’s grandmother!” It was then I realized that she was NOT the person for whom I mistook her. I covered by saying, I hadn’t realized the family connection. Boy was my face red!
Because everyone HERE is my family. They know me. Relatives however…
One time when I was in high school, I was at shul after Yom Tov davening and I accidentally punted a football into the back of an old lady’s head. She was holding a baby and almost collapsed, and was wailing, “take the baby! Take the baby!” It was totally her fault for being in the crossfire of a football game, what was she thinking?!…. No but seriously, it really wasn’t my fault because I kicked the ball straight into a big mass of kids that were playing, but they all stepped aside and split like the Yam Suf, and lo and behold she was sitting down right behind them on a picnic table and took the full kick right to the skull! Luckily all the adults thought it was some little kid who did it, and she even told him later, “wow kid, you have some kick!” He was happy to be recognized as a strong ball kicker, and I was happy to have not been found out, but some of my friends were standing nearby and they saw me do it. They won’t let me live it down. Call us cruel, but seeing some yenta get unexpectedly nailed by a 50 mile an hour football to the back of the head is the funniest thing in the world at the time, embarrassing or not!
Curiosity- hahahaha that’s hilarious 😉
The most embarrasing stories happen when i confuse parents.
for instance, there was a kid in my class who always came in really farshloched, (he left half the buttons on his shrt open, plus!) and it really bothered me, and one day at a chasuna i see him all really dressed up, so i went over to his mother, and said half sarcastically how happy i was to see him fully dressed, and it wasn’t his mother …. boy was that embarrasing.
ybrooklynteacher – Are you a young teacher? IMO your remark to the parent, especially at a simcha, was a little inappropriate. In the Parent-Teacher meeting, yes, you can and should make mention of that to them in a non-judgmental way. But at a CHASUNAH??????
I am sorry you were embarrassed; I do know the feeling of mistaking someone for someone else and making ill-advised remarks. But you really walked yourself right into that one. It’s a good object lesson for all of us to refrain from discussing “business” at a simcha, and to think about how what we say might embarrass the OTHER person.
Hashem thankfully spared you from embarrassing the child’s mother in a public place. The person you mistook for her, evidently does not have a sloppy child, or she might have been very embarrassed, too. There is no place for sarcasm (half OR whole) when speaking with the parents of your students at any time. Just my opinion, and I do not mean to sound abrasive.
ybrooklyn,
Baruch Hashem that you ended up embarrased rather than embarrasing someone.
— I see now that Oomis addressed this already. I don’t mean to pile it on.
Someone locked eyes with me from across the room (same gender) at a simcha and waved vigorously looking for a response. I had absolutely no idea who this woman was, but from her reaction, felt as though I should. I nodded to acknowledge her, but clearly she did not get the response she was looking for. I felt so terrible.
I looked for her later to say hi and try to see if I knew her, but she had already left. Oh, well.
Mommamia – did u kick a football into her head?
The Wolf admitting here on YWN to an audience of billions that he is ???? ??? by not wearing sneakers but instead has a separate pair of shoes only for ???!
You know, I would expect that, on the few occasions when I do something correctly, I should be encouraged to continue doing so, not derided for doing it.
Nonetheless, your statement is incorrect. I also wear my shoes on Yom Tov when it falls on weekdays, as well as to formal events that require them (weddings, job interviews, important work meetings, etc). So to say that I wear them only on Shabbos is incorrect.
In addition, I highly doubt that the audience on this board reaches “billions of people.”
The Wolf
I can’t and wouldnt say my most embarresing story…..
Derided? Nobody is doing that. I was complementing you for honouring shabbos, though a “rasha”, even a self declared one, would treat that as an embarrassment…
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Most embarrassing story…I’ve embarrassed myself too many times to count.
Be it the time i walked out with a huge stain of pancake batter on my skirt, the time i went to school with a sock sticking to my uniform skirt from the static of the dryer, the time I walked over to a far relative that i had just met a few days earlier and called out: “I remember your name, cousin ____. How could i forget such a special persons name?!” and what do you know?! It was the wrong name! Oh and did i mention that it was at the beginning of a sheva berachos when everyone listens to everyones conversations?! Or the time i knocked on the door to the bathroom and opened it cuz no one answered and some guy was sitting there?! I could go on and on…
mir -“Or the time i knocked on the door to the bathroom and opened it cuz no one answered and some guy was sitting there?! I could go on and on…”
He should be embarrassed, not you. How come some people never lock the door in bathrooms?
Well this one happened just recently, I was at a friend’s chasuna and I’m known to be a good dancer B’H, but I don’t generally dance in the middle when all the girls are there (for whatever reason) but I got pushed in the middle and as I tried to do a certain move called a “freeze” I wasn’t able to (what I think is due to the nervousness)…so I tried again, and yet again; unsuccessfully. VERY embarrassing.
The time I ran after and bent down to pick up something that had blown away from a woman. Her shaitel. (and yes, we know e/o).
Both beet red!
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one of the million:
The time I bumped into a mirror at a wedding hall and “told the person i bumped into” I’m sorry… 🙂
I can’t say mine It would not be allowed by the mods.
But on shabbos I ducked under the first branch and got hit in the head by the second one.
Why the Hakpadah in MOST embarrassing story? I would think that ANY embarrassing story would fit the spirit of the thread! So here’s one: a number of years ago, I apologized to the assembled guests at my Shabbos table for the utterly bland taste of the potato kugel. Explaining that it had way too little salt and that I myself wasn’t going to finish mine, I assured them that they didn’t have to eat it. My friend’s wife started and turned white – it turned out that she had made it!
when i was in seminary, i was staying by my cousins house who had loads of guests every week, in a moshav. after the seuda when all the men went back to shul, me and my cousin got a little hyper and over tired and started singing all kinds of wacky made-up songs. one of them went something like this….
who knows one? we know one, one is my bed…
who knows two? we know two, two are my pillows….v’gomer
we were still roaring with laughter when all the men walked in minus one…… turns out that one of the yeshiva bachurim guests was in the bathroom right near us the whole time! guess he didnt know what to do so just stayed in… needless to say, my cousin and i were really quiet the rest of shabbos!
These are really funny!! Could everyone continue this thread??
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Why can I not think of an embarrassing moment to share here?
There has to be something.
Did I repress embarrassed memories.
Oh I know one but am too embarrassed to say.
I can say that I almost tripped while walking across the stage at my graduation. Oh! And I said Hi to someone that I didn’t know. I thought that it was my friend. It was not. I held up the line of graduating students thinking it was her (from the back of her head) that I stopped the line to wave Hi in her face and it was super awkward and I thought that maybe it was still her and just looked different in a graduation robe.
“.. The day a relative of mine (AND MOMMY!) found out my screen name.”
LF, for real? A few of my friends mentioned that they sometimes read the CR. I asked if they recognized me, but they hadn’t known to look for me and they don’t go on enough to know the individual posters. If they had known to look for me, I’m sure they would have known me in 2 seconds.
I always wonder if there are people out there who read the CR enough to recognize me.
Actually yes!!! I had a specific name chosen just so to throw this relative off my tracks. It worked for some time. However a minor slip-up was all that was needed for this relative to positively identify me. Ever since I lost the real power of the element of anonymity here. I’ve tried twice to alter my s/n – to no avail. Seems that I have a certain style I cannot mask, it’s always discernible. And then one day my Mom cornered me, asking if I was this poster. Ever since I’ve had to behave myself… (if you think I’m bad now….)
lol… Boruch Hashem, my mother doesn’t know about the coffee room 🙂
I always make a point of logging off the CR anytime I leave the computer, in case my mother decides to use the computer meanwhile.
It was the second day of sukkos, and I woke up with a bad headache. I had put my lulav and esrog on the table the day before, and right next to them was a big pile of fruit and vegetables that my rebbitzin was using to make a fruit salad for the seuda that day. I grabbed my lulav and esrog, and ran out the door to shul, as I was quite late.
I got halfway through hallel when the guy behind me pointed out I was holding a lemon instead of an esrog.
So I laughed it off, assuming he was joking. I was shaking my lemon with such kavannah that day, it felt amazing. But I noticed my lulav wasn’t swaying the way it’s supposed to. It was then that I realized I was actually holding a large celery stick. But it was during hallel, and my kavannah was so strong, so I couldn’t stop.Anyway, I got home, hungry for the delicious seuda, and took a huge bite of the fresh salad the rebbitzin made, and felt something get stuck between my teeth. It was a pitum.
I started posting on the coffee room *blushes from embarrassment*
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