“The scratcher of your itch,” he said.
She opened the door a crack and stuck her nose out. “Was that supposed to be romantic?”
― Jill Shalvis, Instant Attraction
Embarrassing – according to Wikipedia is “an emotional state of intense discomfort with oneself, experienced upon having a socially unacceptable act or condition witnessed by or revealed to others.”
And the other foxes and the hound want me to tell you about an example of something really embarrassing that happened to me.
In theory, it should be easy, because I easily get embarrassed. You talk dirty I blush. I don’t get a joke, I blush. I tell a joke, which goes -vroom- right past over people’s head, I blush. I should have many, many situations to talk about, right?
Yet, one that comes to mind is when DH and I met in Canada. I will keep it short, because some things just need to remain private.
It was one of the last days during a Contiki Tour – typical room party. DH and I had some snogging going on before we headed off each to our rooms. The next day during the farewell dinner, DH and others from the group were casually chatting when he said, “I kissed this really cute girl last night, but can’t remember who she was.”
I nearly spilled my drink. And I was embarrassed. I was, although he should’ve been for having had too much to drink, but I was embarrassed thinking that I hadn’t left that much of an impression.
Oh well, obviously I did… We’re celebrating our 17th wedding anniversary in a few weeks 🙂
C’mon, lemme know one of your embarrassing moment. I promise, I won’t tell anyone 🙂