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Embarrassing Moments Ok so I put this song on loud in the bedroom while I was taking a shower
and Im dancing around ..hips gyrating...hands in the air...eyes closed ...and on the last hip wriggle I open my eyes to see my husband standing there with a huge grin on his face....  I could have curled up and died 
I spent the rest of last night rather flushed 
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When I was stationed on a TDY (Temporary Tour of duty) in Haiti back when I was a young tike in the Air Force, I was complaining about how the days crawled there.
I worked in the only Air Conditioned room in the entire compound (we were a communications unit so we HAD to have A/C), which meant alot of upper management and higher ranking officials would always stop by to just chill, even though we were a top secret facility and they had no business being there. Anyways, one day, me and another Airmen were just gabbing away to each other while working our shift about how tedius the days were, not being allowed to leave the facilities, not being allowed to drink alchohol, and complaining about how the Army lacks adequate off duty entertainment (Air Force guys are kind of spoiled). And as always, we got on the subject of sex. I was totally up in arms about how none of the army girls there (and there were VERY few) were hot, and how I was tired of having to masturbate in complete silence in my tent. I think the line I used was "Dude, my right hand could squeeze a lump of coal into a diamond and not disturb a doormouse" when I turned around to see our female commander standing at the doorway staring at me. She held on to her stomach and then had to prop herself against the door from falling over with a silent, but painful looking belly laugh. Apparently she had just gotten finished (she was an Army Colonel) complaining to her peers that Army soldiers used too much profanity in the workplace, and that Air Force airmen seemed to conduct themselves with far more dignity
She must have laughed for 10 or 15 minutes, and finally I started laughing with her after I got over my initial embarrassment. At my going-away medal ceremony when the commanders where handing us our accommodation medals, after she pined it to my uniform the usual handshake and "congratulations" statement came with a "I'm going to miss your very very interesting 'not so soundproof' conversations Airman."
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Imago said: When I was stationed on a TDY (Temporary Tour of duty) in Haiti back when I was a young tike in the Air Force, I was complaining about how the days crawled there.
I worked in the only Air Conditioned room in the entire compound (we were a communications unit so we HAD to have A/C), which meant alot of upper management and higher ranking officials would always stop by to just chill, even though we were a top secret facility and they had no business being there. Anyways, one day, me and another Airmen were just gabbing away to each other while working our shift about how tedius the days were, not being allowed to leave the facilities, not being allowed to drink alchohol, and complaining about how the Army lacks adequate off duty entertainment (Air Force guys are kind of spoiled). And as always, we got on the subject of sex. I was totally up in arms about how none of the army girls there (and there were VERY few) were hot, and how I was tired of having to masturbate in complete silence in my tent. I think the line I used was "Dude, my right hand could squeeze a lump of coal into a diamond and not disturb a doormouse" when I turned around to see our female commander standing at the doorway staring at me. She held on to her stomach and then had to prop herself against the door from falling over with a silent, but painful looking belly laugh. Apparently she had just gotten finished (she was an Army Colonel) complaining to her peers that Army soldiers used too much profanity in the workplace, and that Air Force airmen seemed to conduct themselves with far more dignity
She must have laughed for 10 or 15 minutes, and finally I started laughing with her after I got over my initial embarrassment. At my going-away medal ceremony when the commanders where handing us our accommodation medals, after she pined it to my uniform the usual handshake and "congratulations" statement came with a "I'm going to miss your very very interesting 'not so soundproof' conversations Airman."
Oh, I wish that was as embarrassing as things get. x 1,000,000,000I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt. | |
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rushing07 said: Imago said: When I was stationed on a TDY (Temporary Tour of duty) in Haiti back when I was a young tike in the Air Force, I was complaining about how the days crawled there.
I worked in the only Air Conditioned room in the entire compound (we were a communications unit so we HAD to have A/C), which meant alot of upper management and higher ranking officials would always stop by to just chill, even though we were a top secret facility and they had no business being there. Anyways, one day, me and another Airmen were just gabbing away to each other while working our shift about how tedius the days were, not being allowed to leave the facilities, not being allowed to drink alchohol, and complaining about how the Army lacks adequate off duty entertainment (Air Force guys are kind of spoiled). And as always, we got on the subject of sex. I was totally up in arms about how none of the army girls there (and there were VERY few) were hot, and how I was tired of having to masturbate in complete silence in my tent. I think the line I used was "Dude, my right hand could squeeze a lump of coal into a diamond and not disturb a doormouse" when I turned around to see our female commander standing at the doorway staring at me. She held on to her stomach and then had to prop herself against the door from falling over with a silent, but painful looking belly laugh. Apparently she had just gotten finished (she was an Army Colonel) complaining to her peers that Army soldiers used too much profanity in the workplace, and that Air Force airmen seemed to conduct themselves with far more dignity
She must have laughed for 10 or 15 minutes, and finally I started laughing with her after I got over my initial embarrassment. At my going-away medal ceremony when the commanders where handing us our accommodation medals, after she pined it to my uniform the usual handshake and "congratulations" statement came with a "I'm going to miss your very very interesting 'not so soundproof' conversations Airman."
Oh, I wish that was as embarrassing as things get. x 1,000,000,000Hey boo boo 
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Imago said: rushing07 said: x 1,000,000,000Hey boo boo
Missed you much I will be on more next week. Got a huge test in two days. 
Oh and [Edited 3/11/08 21:08pm] I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt. | |
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I once joined a website/message board and coined this really gay screen name... | |
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Imago said: When I was stationed on a TDY (Temporary Tour of duty) in Haiti back when I was a young tike in the Air Force, I was complaining about how the days crawled there.
I worked in the only Air Conditioned room in the entire compound (we were a communications unit so we HAD to have A/C), which meant alot of upper management and higher ranking officials would always stop by to just chill, even though we were a top secret facility and they had no business being there. Anyways, one day, me and another Airmen were just gabbing away to each other while working our shift about how tedius the days were, not being allowed to leave the facilities, not being allowed to drink alchohol, and complaining about how the Army lacks adequate off duty entertainment (Air Force guys are kind of spoiled). And as always, we got on the subject of sex. I was totally up in arms about how none of the army girls there (and there were VERY few) were hot, and how I was tired of having to masturbate in complete silence in my tent. I think the line I used was "Dude, my right hand could squeeze a lump of coal into a diamond and not disturb a doormouse" when I turned around to see our female commander standing at the doorway staring at me. She held on to her stomach and then had to prop herself against the door from falling over with a silent, but painful looking belly laugh. Apparently she had just gotten finished (she was an Army Colonel) complaining to her peers that Army soldiers used too much profanity in the workplace, and that Air Force airmen seemed to conduct themselves with far more dignity
She must have laughed for 10 or 15 minutes, and finally I started laughing with her after I got over my initial embarrassment. At my going-away medal ceremony when the commanders where handing us our accommodation medals, after she pined it to my uniform the usual handshake and "congratulations" statement came with a "I'm going to miss your very very interesting 'not so soundproof' conversations Airman."
Oh, I wish that was as embarrassing as things get. oh god I wish I knew all of urs!!!!! | |
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Embarassing?
I had purchased the wrong size pantyhose (too big) and was soon to go into a clients deposition. So...before stepping out of my office, I hoisted up my skirt and was smoothing the extra material to lay flat close to my crotch, when my office door was flung wide open by my secretary..... Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian, any more than standing in a garage makes you a car. | |
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On topic:
In my pervious work I was partially responsible for hiring new people. One day I got an email with a resume and a letter from a english native speaker looking for a job. So I hit 'reply' and start "Dear Sir ..." (the email was in English so I replied in English as well) Suddenly an email from my friend appeared in my inbox. She asked me if I were going to go out with her the following evening. I hit 'reply' and start "Hej Zu" ("hi Susan" in Polish). Then I get a call. It's my boss. We talk for 10 min. I go back to replying my friend. I write (this part in Polish): "i'd love to but you know I work out on Wednesday evenings till 10pm." And then I decided to put a line from a Olivia Newton John song, which went a little something like: "I wanna get physical, physical tonight" I hit 'send'. To my surprise in front of my eyes was a window with an email heading: "Hej Zu" At first was like "wtf?" And then it hit me: I've just sent a "I wanna get physical, physical tonight" email to one of our candidates.
Everybody thought it was embarrassing. To me it was simply hilarious. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt. | |
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The worst I can think of was when I was taking an application in for a job I really wanted. When I asked to speak to the manager and I handed him my application, he looked it over, realized I was missing a page and invited me up to his office for us to chat while he got me the other page to fill out. As we got into his office and he shut the door, when he turned around to face me he was looking at me quite strangely and turned around to find the application, totally talking to me while his back was turned. Wondering what the hell was going on, I looked down at myself to see if I had anything on my dress and discovered the zipper that ran from my collar all the way down the front of my dress had fallen open well below the bottom of my bra. 
Total and utter cleavage shot, my bra practically hanging out as well. I quickly zipped it all the way to the top, thanked him when he fianlly turned around to hand me the extra page, walked out of his office and never returned. |
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OK, OK, why not another one.
About 3 years ago , I was supporting our Credit Card Services line of business on a very high visible project of theirs. I was CONSTANTLY on these business "meetings" where I all the technical staff, project managment staff, and major stakeholders (CEOs, CTOs, etc. etc.) for the various legs of the line of business would be represented. Because we had sooooo many of these meetings, we started to recognize each other by voice, and my voice is pretty distinct--it's very sexy and melts panties and shit. It also has been known to stiffin penises and pucker assholes. But that's not important to this story. Anyways, I had just gotten my hair highlighted this beutiful auburn bronze color... Actually, this is the same haircut (taken within a few days of that) 
Anyways, my co-worker Beth, who is quite fond of making fun of my masculinity because I like to get my hair done at a salon (Beth is not homophobic--both her sisters are lesbian, and I call her the family's great 'straight hope' ).
Anyways, I'm on this meeting, and she kept walking by my cube and saying "oooooh, Dan, you're sooo purty. So so so purty. Love the highlights Dan (in the most teenage voice she could come up with") Finally, I looked up at her while I was on this meeting and yelled out (in my most Sha' Ne' Ne' Ghetto fabulas urban voice I could), "GuRRRLLLLL, you betta leave me and my highlights alone , or Imma take my panties off and fling them on yo blond ass hair!!!!!" (I even moved my head like a the 'oh no you didn't chicken head roll). It was at that momment that the meeting came to a screeching halt, and Ernie Ocasio (one of the major stakeholders and a friend of mine) said, "Uhm.... Donk (they called me donk), You're not on mute..." The entire meeting including the upper execs erupted in laughter
I wanted to die. 
And I don't embarrass easily.
Why am I revealing this shit?
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CarrieMpls said: The worst I can think of was when I was taking an application in for a job I really wanted. When I asked to speak to the manager and I handed him my application, he looked it over, realized I was missing a page and invited me up to his office for us to chat while he got me the other page to fill out. As we got into his office and he shut the door, when he turned around to face me he was looking at me quite strangely and turned around to find the application, totally talking to me while his back was turned. Wondering what the hell was going on, I looked down at myself to see if I had anything on my dress and discovered the zipper that ran from my collar all the way down the front of my dress had fallen open well below the bottom of my bra.
Total and utter cleavage shot, my bra practically hanging out as well. I quickly zipped it all the way to the top, thanked him when he fianlly turned around to hand me the extra page, walked out of his office and never returned. South Beach Invasion. You and Nikki embarrassed us all with our partying ways! | |
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Imago said: OK, OK, why not another one.
About 3 years ago , I was supporting our Credit Card Services line of business on a very high visible project of theirs. I was CONSTANTLY on these business "meetings" where I all the technical staff, project managment staff, and major stakeholders (CEOs, CTOs, etc. etc.) for the various legs of the line of business would be represented. Because we had sooooo many of these meetings, we started to recognize each other by voice, and my voice is pretty distinct--it's very sexy and melts panties and shit. It also has been known to stiffin penises and pucker assholes. But that's not important to this story. Anyways, I had just gotten my hair highlighted this beutiful auburn bronze color... Actually, this is the same haircut (taken within a few days of that)
Anyways, my co-worker Beth, who is quite fond of making fun of my masculinity because I like to get my hair done at a salon (Beth is not homophobic--both her sisters are lesbian, and I call her the family's great 'straight hope' ).
Anyways, I'm on this meeting, and she kept walking by my cube and saying "oooooh, Dan, you're sooo purty. So so so purty. Love the highlights Dan (in the most teenage voice she could come up with") Finally, I took looked up at her while I was on this meeting and yelled out (in my most Sha' Ne' Ne' Ghetto fabulas urban voice I could), "GuRRRLLLLL, you betta leave me and my highlights alone , or Imma take my panties off and fling them on you blond ass hair!!!!!" (I even moved my head like a the 'oh no you didn't chicken head roll). It was at that momment that the meeting came to a screeching halt, and Ernie Ocasio (one of the major stakeholders and a friend of mine) said, "Uhm.... Donk (they called me donk), You're not on mute..." The entire meeting including the upper execs erupted in laughter
I wanted to die.
And I don't embarrass easily.
Why am I revealing this shit?
I can't believe you made the people you work with call you that.  |
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CarrieMpls said: Imago said: OK, OK, why not another one.
About 3 years ago , I was supporting our Credit Card Services line of business on a very high visible project of theirs. I was CONSTANTLY on these business "meetings" where I all the technical staff, project managment staff, and major stakeholders (CEOs, CTOs, etc. etc.) for the various legs of the line of business would be represented. Because we had sooooo many of these meetings, we started to recognize each other by voice, and my voice is pretty distinct--it's very sexy and melts panties and shit. It also has been known to stiffin penises and pucker assholes. But that's not important to this story. Anyways, I had just gotten my hair highlighted this beutiful auburn bronze color... Actually, this is the same haircut (taken within a few days of that)
Anyways, my co-worker Beth, who is quite fond of making fun of my masculinity because I like to get my hair done at a salon (Beth is not homophobic--both her sisters are lesbian, and I call her the family's great 'straight hope' ).
Anyways, I'm on this meeting, and she kept walking by my cube and saying "oooooh, Dan, you're sooo purty. So so so purty. Love the highlights Dan (in the most teenage voice she could come up with") Finally, I took looked up at her while I was on this meeting and yelled out (in my most Sha' Ne' Ne' Ghetto fabulas urban voice I could), "GuRRRLLLLL, you betta leave me and my highlights alone , or Imma take my panties off and fling them on you blond ass hair!!!!!" (I even moved my head like a the 'oh no you didn't chicken head roll). It was at that momment that the meeting came to a screeching halt, and Ernie Ocasio (one of the major stakeholders and a friend of mine) said, "Uhm.... Donk (they called me donk), You're not on mute..." The entire meeting including the upper execs erupted in laughter
I wanted to die.
And I don't embarrass easily.
Why am I revealing this shit?
I can't believe you made the people you work with call you that. There were 3 Dans on the project. They had to differentiate.
One was called Daniel Boone, the other Jeckle (his last name was Hyde). I think I faired well with Donk. | |
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rushing07 said: On topic:
In my pervious work I was partially responsible for hiring new people. One day I got an email with a resume and a letter from a english native speaker looking for a job. So I hit 'reply' and start "Dear Sir ..." (the email was in English so I replied in English as well) Suddenly an email from my friend appeared in my inbox. She asked me if I were going to go out with her the following evening. I hit 'reply' and start "Hej Zu" ("hi Susan" in Polish). Then I get a call. It's my boss. We talk for 10 min. I go back to replying my friend. I write (this part in Polish): "i'd love to but you know I work out on Wednesday evenings till 10pm." And then I decided to put a line from a Olivia Newton John song, which went a little something like: "I wanna get physical, physical tonight" I hit 'send'. To my surprise in front of my eyes was a window with an email heading: "Hej Zu" At first was like "wtf?" And then it hit me: I've just sent a "I wanna get physical, physical tonight" email to one of our candidates.
Everybody thought it was embarrassing. To me it was simply hilarious.
That is sooooo gay
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Ocean, who is that artist in that music video?
He's hawt. | |
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CarrieMpls said: The worst I can think of was when I was taking an application in for a job I really wanted. When I asked to speak to the manager and I handed him my application, he looked it over, realized I was missing a page and invited me up to his office for us to chat while he got me the other page to fill out. As we got into his office and he shut the door, when he turned around to face me he was looking at me quite strangely and turned around to find the application, totally talking to me while his back was turned. Wondering what the hell was going on, I looked down at myself to see if I had anything on my dress and discovered the zipper that ran from my collar all the way down the front of my dress had fallen open well below the bottom of my bra.
Total and utter cleavage shot, my bra practically hanging out as well. I quickly zipped it all the way to the top, thanked him when he fianlly turned around to hand me the extra page, walked out of his office and never returned. | |
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Imago said: OK, OK, why not another one.
omg About 3 years ago , I was supporting our Credit Card Services line of business on a very high visible project of theirs. I was CONSTANTLY on these business "meetings" where I all the technical staff, project managment staff, and major stakeholders (CEOs, CTOs, etc. etc.) for the various legs of the line of business would be represented. Because we had sooooo many of these meetings, we started to recognize each other by voice, and my voice is pretty distinct--it's very sexy and melts panties and shit. It also has been known to stiffin penises and pucker assholes. But that's not important to this story. Anyways, I had just gotten my hair highlighted this beutiful auburn bronze color... Actually, this is the same haircut (taken within a few days of that)
Anyways, my co-worker Beth, who is quite fond of making fun of my masculinity because I like to get my hair done at a salon (Beth is not homophobic--both her sisters are lesbian, and I call her the family's great 'straight hope' ).
Anyways, I'm on this meeting, and she kept walking by my cube and saying "oooooh, Dan, you're sooo purty. So so so purty. Love the highlights Dan (in the most teenage voice she could come up with") Finally, I looked up at her while I was on this meeting and yelled out (in my most Sha' Ne' Ne' Ghetto fabulas urban voice I could), "GuRRRLLLLL, you betta leave me and my highlights alone , or Imma take my panties off and fling them on yo blond ass hair!!!!!" (I even moved my head like a the 'oh no you didn't chicken head roll). It was at that momment that the meeting came to a screeching halt, and Ernie Ocasio (one of the major stakeholders and a friend of mine) said, "Uhm.... Donk (they called me donk), You're not on mute..." The entire meeting including the upper execs erupted in laughter
I wanted to die.
And I don't embarrass easily.
Why am I revealing this shit?
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Imago said: Ocean, who is that artist in that music video?
He's hawt. U have ur hands full now Mr! It's Leftfield  ..good huh ...now get ur clothes off and start gyrating!! | |
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Imago said: OK, OK, why not another one.
About 3 years ago , I was supporting our Credit Card Services line of business on a very high visible project of theirs. I was CONSTANTLY on these business "meetings" where I all the technical staff, project managment staff, and major stakeholders (CEOs, CTOs, etc. etc.) for the various legs of the line of business would be represented. Because we had sooooo many of these meetings, we started to recognize each other by voice, and my voice is pretty distinct--it's very sexy and melts panties and shit. It also has been known to stiffin penises and pucker assholes. But that's not important to this story. Anyways, I had just gotten my hair highlighted this beutiful auburn bronze color... Actually, this is the same haircut (taken within a few days of that)
Anyways, my co-worker Beth, who is quite fond of making fun of my masculinity because I like to get my hair done at a salon (Beth is not homophobic--both her sisters are lesbian, and I call her the family's great 'straight hope' ).
Anyways, I'm on this meeting, and she kept walking by my cube and saying "oooooh, Dan, you're sooo purty. So so so purty. Love the highlights Dan (in the most teenage voice she could come up with") Finally, I looked up at her while I was on this meeting and yelled out (in my most Sha' Ne' Ne' Ghetto fabulas urban voice I could), "GuRRRLLLLL, you betta leave me and my highlights alone , or Imma take my panties off and fling them on yo blond ass hair!!!!!" (I even moved my head like a the 'oh no you didn't chicken head roll). It was at that momment that the meeting came to a screeching halt, and Ernie Ocasio (one of the major stakeholders and a friend of mine) said, "Uhm.... Donk (they called me donk), You're not on mute..." The entire meeting including the upper execs erupted in laughter
I wanted to die.
And I don't embarrass easily.
Why am I revealing this shit?
. [Edited 3/11/08 21:44pm] To be a fly on the wall in your life would be the ultimate entertainment! | |
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I have a LOT more embarrassing moments. I swear, I could probably do a standup routine recounting them all
But I'm dreadfully tired so I'll save them. Plus, it takes alot to actually type out the memories. Personally, I think embarrassing moments are fun to look back on. | |
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Ocean said: hands in the air...eyes closed
oh no no no no | |
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ok this did not happen to me personally but i was present and it was too damn embarassing that I felt embarassed for my cousin,,
we were about 10 people in the room and then came this awkward looking woman on tv with the most HIDEOUS blonde dye i've ever seen in my life. so the next we know is my cousin going: EWWWWW SHE LOOKS LIKE AUNT SARAH *room suddenly goes into deafening silence* of course Aun't sarah's daughter is sitting with us. (.....) my cousin: o-o-ohh.. th-the h-h-hair.. hair.. the hair colour i meant..the.. YEA WELL TOO LATE BITCH U CANT FIX IT | |
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good one Dan. You CANNOT use the name of God, or religion, to justify acts of violence, to hurt, to hate, to discriminate- Madonna
authentic power is service- Pope Francis | |
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PricelessHo said: Ocean said: hands in the air...eyes closed
oh no no no no and naked .....with the whole hip thing ... I'm going red even thinking about it | |
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Imago said: I have a LOT more embarrassing moments. I swear, I could probably do a standup routine recounting them all
But I'm dreadfully tired so I'll save them. Plus, it takes alot to actually type out the memories. Personally, I think embarrassing moments are fun to look back on. Where's that bloody popcorn emoticon? | |
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Ocean said: PricelessHo said: oh no no no no and naked .....with the whole hip thing ... I'm going red even thinking about it I'm going something thinking about it too.  | |
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