Some of you may have seen this heading on our facebook feed this week.
I thought about keeping my shame to myself and keeping you all in suspense. But then I realised it just wouldn’t be me if I didn’t share all the dodgy details!
I also realised that Gert had blabbed about part of what went on on his own facebook page. It’ll be so much funnier if I tell it. So here goes!
You’re getting ready to go out for a day on the Las Vegas strip and realise you don’t have any more clean underwear. You know there’s some in the car so you toss up the pros and cons of wearing not-clean underwear today vs getting clean stuff out of the car.
Considering there’s been extremely hot Vegas days recently (40 degrees celcius) you figure not-clean underwear will be a bit gross even for yourself who can go a week without a shower (and clean underwear) if need be.
So you make the fateful decision to go down to the car wearing just a shirt and skirt. No underwear. Commando. Naked underneath. Get the picture?
You figure it will be fine as it’s only about 100 metres to the car from the door downstairs.
What you don’t figure on is the 30-odd people who are milling around outside the door downstairs in various stages of a Timeshare presentation (just wait for my ranting post on the Timeshare presentations next week!)
You also don’t figure on the gale-force winds that have picked up overnight. Or the fact that the nice gentleman at the door inexplicably decides to wait for you to open it for him! Even thought your hands are full of iPad, handbag and keys.
I’m sure you know where this is going!!
I should have let the guy open the door. I should have had my hands free to hold my skirt down.
I should have worn underwear……!
As I pushed against the door I discovered the wind was blowing from the other side. I had to push three times to get the door to open and by then my fate was sealed.
As I walked quickly down the path my brain registered the 30-odd people, my full hands and the wind all at once!
A second later my poor brain registered that my skirt was on it’s way up and there was not a damned thing I could no about it!!!!!
And up she went! Straight up!! At high speed!!
RIGHT. OVER. MY. HEAD.
Oh the shame!!
As always I pretended that this was completely normal for me – I rescued my skirt and continued down the path. I didn’t look back so I can’t tell you what everyone else was doing but I’ll bet it was the highlight of their timeshare presentation!! And not in a good way!!
I practically leapt into the back of the car!! Thank god for tinted windows. I was able to get clean knickers on and calm my frazzled nerves in relative privacy!
When the family arrived at the car I filled them in and Gert laughed about it for the whole day! And of course posted about it on facebook!
My misery was not over yet however.
Hours later we went to the movies to see Men In Black 3 (save your money – it was ordinary!)
I toddled off to the toilet before the movie began.
All was going fine until I went to stand up. My left leg gave way for some odd reason and I ended up on my hands and knees in the toilet cubicle this time with underwear around my ankles!!
It was my turn to giggle as I tried to tell the family what had happened while the previews were rolling in the cinema! I’m sure the family in front were horrified both at my talking and insane giggling!!
What a day!!!
I limped around for the rest of it and was so glad to get in my comfy bed that night!
Please make me feel better – leave me a comment about something embarrassing that has happened to you! PLEASE!!