I was talking to a friend on the phone and she admitted to me something embarrassing that happened to her yesterday. Her semi-reluctance to share her story with me caused me to share my own recent, embarrassing incident with her.
Don’t we all just feel a lot better when we realize we are not the only ones?!
Upon telling her the following story, she sighed in relief, got a good laugh, and felt much better that she was not alone… She also realized her story, though embarrassing, was not nearly as bad as mine…
You see, I can almost trump anyone that has an embarrassing story – because I have fallen so many times IN PUBLIC!!!! (I am laughing out loud!) And I remember them all!
One of my most embarrassing falls happened this past Christmas… This is what I shared with my friend:
It was Christmas shopping season. There is such a feeling of magic in the mall at Christmas time. I don’t know if it is the Christmas music playing or the larger than life ornaments that are hung from the ceiling or the glistening gold tones all about. But I get a thrill when entering the mall at Christmas time.
However, upon entering Macy’s, I am tongue tied and jibbery (smile). Probably because I feel as though I do not belong there… People are perfectly dressed around me, with their Coach purses, and pampered manicures. I enter the scene with my jeans, baggy sweaters, hair in a bun, and dry hands (ha ha). There are even times I will “get ready” to go to Macy’s so I don’t feel so out of place. But I am a dead giveaway – I look like a very normal person mom!
This particular Christmas, big boy and I went to Macy’s to purchase Jeff’s favorite cologne: Acqua Di Gio. Big boy had to walk more than normal and I was dragging him through the mall despite protests, “I am bored of walking!” We were already a scene by the time we got to the escalator.
I was trying to act cheerful, while feeling impatient beneath my skin. “Ok, big boy, let’s go down the escalator.” Pause. “Ok, ready?! One, Two, Three!” I stepped on the stair to go down and instantly realized that big boy had frozen in place.
I panicked when I realized anyone could just pick him up where he was and I could lose him forever. He was totally vulnerable and his large chocolate eyes stared at me in panic.
I did what every mom would do…or at least a panicking mom would do.
I turned around and tried to climb back up the stairs!
Ok, so let’s just get a few things straight…. I am not exactly a fit person… Or even close to being fit. I was running up the stairs, and getting absolutely nowhere! It was like being on a treadmill with stairs. I was in a stationary position, running with all my might. (Ok, now I am laughing out loud and nearly in tears!)
I finally realized I could not get to big boy and had to turn around and go down the stairs. When I did, I totally tripped and then fell!!!
RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF MACY’S!
Don’t worry folks…Amongst your tears of laughter you MAY be asking if I was hurt on the sharp, metal steps. And the answer is NO. But my pride was hurt.
Thankfully, a very nice guy saw the situation (and my blushing embarrassment) and kindly picked big boy up and brought him down the escalator for me.
I looked at a finely dressed young man and said, “You must have got a kick out of that!”
And with that statement, I topped off my embarrassment sundae with a cherry!
In closing, the funniest part of the whole story is that I will relive it each time I go up/down an escalator. Why you ask? Because every time we have used an escalator following this event, big boy looks at me and says in a very serious, urgent tone, “Miss Dana, be careful. Don’t get hurt. Don’t fall down the stairs.”
And what can I do but laugh??!!!!! How can a four year old understand this is hopefully the only time in my entire life I will fall THAT way. I will most certainly fall another way, as is the pattern of my life, but certainly not on the escalator. Or should I be so sure? hmmmm….
I would love to hear some of your embarrassing stories now that I have totally put myself out there!!! Come on – add a comment and let me hear yours!