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My Most Embarrassing Moment

So tonight’s blog topic came from Lil Miss Wisecracker’s blog post on Daily Deliveries:

http://lilmisswisecracker.com/?page_id=793

I have kind of run out of blog ideas at the moment so my friend at Lil Miss Wisecracker suggested that I write on one of the topics from the above post.   SO here goes!

This is a short story of one of my most embarrassing moment.

I have a lot of embarrassing moment.  If I’m really good at one thing it’s embarrassing myself.  A few years ago I was at a Barnes and Noble with a friend and I was pointing at a book on a bookshelf and as I was pointing a guy walked in front and bent over to pick up a book.  At the same time I was talking to my friend and they were pointing as well to say wait which book?  SIMULTANIOUSLY a group was sitting across the room but could see us pointing at what a few seconds before was the book but was now the guys butt… Yep… How embarrassing.  We quickly put our fingers down and sat there awkwardly.   While the group giggled away on our expense.  Awesome.

I don’t think that was my most embarrassing moment though.  I think my most embarrassing moment was probably 3^rd grade.

I won’t go into much detail but here’s a quick synopsis of the event…

We were practicing for a small choir sing song thing.  This was a non-optional activity.   So, we all had to do countless hours of practicing of these songs in order to put on a show for our parents.  I think it was some sort of spring concert type of thing.  They decided that in addition to the singing we also had to have a fabulous entrance and exit.  So on this particular day we were working on walking on stage, then walking off stage.  After several failed attempts to walk in straight lines single file, or to do some sort of fancy even odd thing of which I can’t really even describe in words the teachers decided the best way to accomplish our entrance/exit thing was to have us bunch up in groups.  Group A through group whatever… Of course for some reason they did the groups by last name, because that was pretty much how everything was done in school when I was growing up.  So being that my last name started with a W I was in the last group.  We also were placed at the top of the bleacher stage thing.  Great, so we got to watch everyone else leave while we just stood there at the top.

Of course I’m a 3^rd grader so got tired of standing and decided to sit.  Actually this was pretty much the consensus of our whole group.  Soooo one by one we started to sit down… after nearly all of us were sitting the teacher noticed and in a choice tone of voice expressed her disapproval.  We all immediately stood back up.  Well the next idea by one of the kids near me was to lean on the wooden backing thing behind us… Kid A leaned… it held the weight… BRILLIANT!  We can LOOK like we’re standing but really lean against this wooden thing.

This is the genius group obviously!

So Kid B leaned on another part… as soon as Kid B leaned Kid C did… of course I was day dreaming about some random thing and didn’t notice the hatched plan until everyone else was sitting back leaning on this piece of backdrop wood.  Now the piece of wood was secured…. So it did not give way under our combined weight.  I know you thought maybe I was going to be the last one to lean and the whole thing would come crashing down… true, that would be embarrassing but instead something better happened.

I looked to my side and saw all the other kids leaning.  So I said oh what a great idea!  Since everyone else had been 100 percent successful in their taking a step back and resting their tired body against the wooden wall backdrop I assumed I could do the same without any issues and be riding easy street with the rest of my group.

So… I took a step back and leaned…

Being all the way on the end where I was standing on the stage elevated bleacher thing I had the luxury of having something that no one else had…

A nice big gap between the platform and the wooden wall as the elevated platform curved around and the wall remained straight…

So I leaned back… and fell off the stage.

Of course I was only slightly hurt because it wasn’t a big fall only a foot or two… but I got the wind knocked out of me so I started screaming and crying like a big old baby.  The teachers rushed to my aid and finally I stood up mostly scared but for the most part unharmed…

And that was when all the kids started snickering.  Fingers pointed and laughed the whole deal.

I’m pretty sure the “remember when you fell off the stage in 3^rd grade” nostalgia didn’t actually wear off until sometime around 9^th grade.

How embarrassing.