Amulya

Lets see who can come up with the worst story...

When I was still in school I had this friend whose sister had made up a theory how to predict if a guy would get bald or not. My friend was explaining it in German class. That class was being taught by a horrible teacher who didn't allow any talking. Just when my friend said that the theory was that guys with chest hair would go bald, this teacher (with bald head and chest hair) came walking by and asked: what are you talking about?

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Amulya

Come on, somebody must have a story!

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Moon

I have one, since last night!

It was already very late, but I suddenly felt I wanted to dance, so I started to practice dancing (at 3am) and as usually I opened my curtains to use my window as mirror. After about half an hour I decided to go to bed, so I already took my shirt off before I closed the curtains. Suddenly I heard voices coming from the balcony outside. I was so shocked I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there covering my breast and then 3 guys walked past my window and their reaction was at first and then !!! I was so embarresed I didn't know what to do, so I just waved at them!
Fortunately they walked on (while laughing really hard...) and as soon as they were gone I sprinted to the window, closed the curtains and went to bed. I feel so extremely stupid right now!

(all those times I danced in my room with open curtains... who expects there to be people at 3.30am?!)

Sara

Didn't waving make your breasts a bit more visible? I've done that before though. I walk around in my underwear all the time and we have a chemical factory opposit with a security hut and they all stare, and one day my cat came home pink from their chemicals, and I had to phone up and say...

"Hi, I'm phoning about my cat- she's pink"

They laughed and then I was asked where I live and when I gave em my adress, they were like "Aren't you that nudist?"


As if phoning up about a pink cat wont bad enough, but then they knew me was worse.

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Zurah

Too many and too embarrasing to count… Since this is an international forum, I guess I’ll tell about my worst across-the-pond verbal mistake: several months after I’d arrived in Spain, I went to dinner with my class to a very fine and elegant restaurant. I was talking about my dad, and said he was a bit of a chaperone, which means the same thing it does in English, at least in Latin America – I meant to say my dad tended to be overprotective. Only when somebody asked: ‘and what does a chaperone mean over there?’ I realized I should have used a different word, as chaperone sounds a lot like chapero, which is slang for for male prostitute. Yikes! :o :o :o

Shanazel

Ah, golden moments in a foreign language. I originally learned what Spanish I know growing up in a not-too-ritzy neighborhood on the Texas-Mexico border. My father was in the Border Patrol and learned a very idiomatic Spanish, which he passed on to me. My sister-in-law is from Guadalajara. When my brother brought her home to meet our parents, they all went to a restaurant and spent the evening speaking in a combination of English and Spanish. At some point, my father inquired if anyone knew where the restrooms were. Consuelo almost choked on her dinner. Apparently the term we always used for "restroom" was the Spanish equivalent of (pardon me) "pisser." No wonder when I went to Mexico City all those waitresses used to giggle at me, looking like I do (pure elegance, I assure you) and speaking the kind of Spanish one might expect to find in the lower end of Juarez!

Demelza

Sara...your story reminds me of when my mother shouted to the vet (across the yard) if he'd come and look at her bald pussy :eek: . Once he'd sorted the cat out, she then said ooh, I've got 2 lovely big melons for you....(she's so unaware of just what she's saying my mother). . .

Although I'm not much better, I asked the guy at Morrisons the other day if he could show me his meat !! He just stood there and looked at me gone-out.

Sara

I'm like that all the time.

Anyone else got an embarassing story?

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Demelza

I've got loads but sometimes you just forget these hiddious moments (intentionally!). . . although one springs to mind, a bit mild but still embarrassing.

Last year I worked for a company selling computer software. I was the top sales person in the company (I made half a million pounds for them, and I got a box of 'heroes' choclates)....anyway, it was the Christmas party and everyone was completely licked. I'd been drinking since 1pm that afternoon. Anyway later on into the night, I felt this guy hanging around in the corner of my eye, everywhere I stood and chatting to people about their stats. He looked like a right idiot. I thought 'oh for God's sake, its the Christmas party, lets not talk about work'....and then he came over to me and said 'oh, your Joy.....yes, heard alot about you......' and for some reason before he could go on I turned to him (refusing to shake his hand) and said with a big smile on my face and bloodshot eyes "who the **** do you think you are? do you think you own this ******* company or something?" to which he replied "Actually yes, I do". Well I could have died on the spot.

I avoided him for the next few months, and the next time I actually had to speak to him was when I was frantically shaking the vending machine to make the chocolate drop without paying for it. I could see someone's feet behind me (I has pushing the machine with my head, with all my might, at the same time as rocking it back and forth and making some 'rrrrrrrrrrrrr' noise,) but I presumed it was one of my colleauges, cos we all do it. Then I heard that same voice say "Joy, the notice on the machine directly infront of you clearly states in large writing that it is an offence to vandalize the machine and should you do so you will be disciplined". I picked up the 3 chocolate bars that had fallen during his calm rant, turned round red faced, smiled and handed them to him !!

(The next bit wasn't really embarrassing but I have to tell you how it all ended).......

The next time I saw him was the day that I left the company. Because I had been the top sales person, everyone was guessing that I was gonna get some sort of really big gift from the gaffa's. (appart from the fact that I had already sent 6 people round with envelopes for a collection!). . . and I saw this guy coming towards me (bearing in mind that it is very rare to see him about). . . He was carring a brandnew laptop, in a beautiful leather bag. I looked at it coming towards me, and just as I was about to accept my wonderfull gift for having given so much to the company, he came up to me, shook my hand, planted a soft kiss on my cheek and walked away WITH HIS LAPTOP !! Gutted. :o

Sara

Sounds sexy though.

Well when my top fell open that was embarassing.

I went to see my teach for a one on one about this essay. Anyways, we sat down at his desk and looked at the essay I'd done. Next time I look down and I'm not seeing my pink button up top, but my bra. What's worse was that I was bent over and :o well you get the idea... so I grabbed my jacket and put it infront of me.

To make matters worse, I think he noticed and as I walked out of the office my other teacher walked towards it and I was stood outside buttoning up my top, and he just looked down at me then walked in smiling in his sexy little way.

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