Embarrassing Story

 Last Saturday I went with my cousin to the shopping centre. We went with a car that I have never driven, the car of my uncle. My car is very shor but that car is really really long. I went to park into the car park of the mall and problems started at that moment. I tried to park in a small parking place because there are a lot of cars. How I have never driven the car, I didn´t control dimensions. So, I inserted the car between two cars and I didn´t move this. I did a lot of maneuvers to free the car. It did a embarrasing moment but finally I released the car.

Thanks for correcting my writing!

Well, I'm an expert at putting my foot in it. So, I'm going to tell you all what happened to me some years ago: something really embarrassing. At least, for me.

I was just going for a walk when I saw some of my friends talking each other friendly. In Spain we have this saying: "Reunión de pastores, ovejas muertas". Translated into english could be: "If you see some shepherds together is because the sheeps are dead". This saying has no any importance. But, what would happen if you say it to a group of people in which one of them has just lost a loved one a few days before? That was what happenend to me. Don't you think it was an embarrassing moment?

 Cuando yo era niña, fui a la casa de mis abuelos por unos días.  Ellos tienen un estanque detrás de su casa.  Entonces, porque yo era una chica muy atrevida, yo decidí coger ranas en el estanque, pero fui demasiado cerca al borde del estanque y ¡caí en el agua!  Mi madre era furiosa porque aquel día estaba una venta de garaje también.  Yo fue calada hasta los huesos con agua del estanque cuando mi madre me asistió ducharme y calentarme.

 Embarrassing stories… really? What is that? Well, I have a short story to tell you, guys. Everything started when a friend, my husband and I went to a Halloween parade in Times Square. If normally Times Square is so crowded, can you imagine how it looks when there is an event there? It’s crazy, man. The place was about to explode! Anyway, since the very beginning of our journey to see amazing or weird costumes, I was grabbing my husband’s hand. At some point, we got apart a little bit because of the crowd and so we didn’t hold hands for a few seconds. Well, I was trying to get his hand again, but he was kind of refusing to do it. As a way to complain to him I asked: “Amor, ¿Qué te pasa?”, but he didn’t reply anything. When I turned my head towards him (or towards who I thought it was him), I realized I was trying to hold a stranger’s hand and that person was also trying to hold his wife’s hand (I guess she was his wife). To go straight to the point, the girl looked at me like saying: “He’s my man…“ and I was like: “Really?”. I knew he was your man. I was just looking for mine. In the end, we all burst out laughing and I blushed.

I know it’s a silly story but I will think about another one more entertaining.

     While I was in college, among the requirements for business majors was to take a science course with a lab section. I have always been interested in how the human body functions, so I decided to enroll in a Biology course. Unfortunately, the only lab section available was Fridays at seven o’ clock in the morning. To make things worse, the lab teacher of that section was the worst of the Biology department.

    The first day of the lab section the students received an appetizer of what to expect throughout the rest of the semester. The lab teacher had a terrific character and bad manners. He pointed out that the student who come to class without a lab coat was going to get a zero for that day. No excuses would be accepted.

    One Friday I got up late with a hangover because the night before I was at a wild university party. I rushed up to class and arrived at the buzzer. However, there was a problem: I left my lab coat in my closet. All the students were ready in their places wearing their shinning white coats. I started sweating. I asked myself, what I was going to do at that moment. I looked around and luckily I saw a lonely lab coat on top of the lab counter. I asked the other students if they knew who the owner of the lab coat was. No one reclaimed the paternity. "Today is my lucky day", I whispered to myself. I got dressed with the coat and got ready for the lab class.

    When the lab teacher entered in the lab classroom, he started looking around for something. He went back to his office, came back five minutes later, and then asked the students, “Has anyone seen my new lab coat?”

What a blooper!
 

Mi vida está llena de momentos muy embarazosos.  Podrîa escribir un pesado mamotreto que recuenta cada momento que me di vergüenza.  Aqui está un ejemplo. ¡Cuando tenía ocho años, comí las hojas de maíz!  Fue mi primera vez de comer los tamales, y no sabía que este tipo de comida se sirve envuelto en su envoltura.  Hasta el día de hoy mi madre todavîa se ríe de este momento.

 Cuando tenía once años. Tenía que cantar enfrente de el todo de mi año a mi escuela, pero no sebí todo de las palabras. El cancion era "Wonderwall", de Oasis.

Olvidé las palabras.

Estaba muy avergonzado.

Muchas veces cuando estuve en España, comité varios errores, por ejemplo: Una vez, en el bar una amiga mía quería una paja para su bebida, pero a ella le daba vergüenza hablar en español. Ella me preguntó que si se lo pidiera y le dije que sí. Me acerqué al mostrador donde había tres camareras y le dije a una "¿Me das una pajita por favor?" y las tres camareras se miraron una a otra y de repente se pusieron a reírse de mí. La camarera a la que pide la pajita tenía que avisarme la diferencia entre una paja y una pajita ya que no suelen enseñar los tacos (las palabrotas) en las clases de español. (Y sí no lo conoces, que vayas a buscarlo porque no quiero decir lo que es aquí). Esta no era la primera vez (ni la última) que comité un errror así. Por eso creo que estoy acostumbrado a ponerme en situaciones embarazosas y no tengo tanta vergüenza como tenía a principios de mi época en España.

 Cuando era niña y no hablaba bien español, mi familia y yo viajamos al D.F., México. Una mañana, por desayuna, ordené té de mantequilla en vez de té de manzanilla. ¡Reímos muchíssimos! :-D

Well, I can tell you lots of them!

I'll tell you this one: two days ago, I was going to the school. It was 7:45AM, it was a freezing cold, and the floor was slippery. Guess what happened! I suddenly fell off... and I started laughing. I'm that kind of person. But a very handsome boy was there, and he had seen the whole episode! He asked me if I was OK, and I told him I was, but actually, I was very embarrased.

Luckily, I haven't seen the boy again!