October 26th, 2007
|08:42 pm - Gah|
I just had, if not the most embarassing moment of my life (which I'm fairly sure it wasn't), not that far from it.
As some background, I live in an on-campus apartment. I have a studio, and it's fairly nice - I'm happy - but it means my neighbors are, well, students. So right now, I'm doing laundry, and had been coming in and out a lot to move it along (which also means start the washer filling before I put the detergent in, since this detergent has a bleach alternative, and I think is responsible for some bleach stains I had earlier... but hat's a differetn rant, and it behaves nicely as long as it's not poured directly over clothes, which is why I keep using it).
So anyhow, I wanted to wash everything (so I could put it off longer later, lazy student, yeah), and as such I'm in my summer PJs, which for me means boxers and t-shirt. So somehow my habit of locking the door when I leave got triggered, and I managed to lock myself out. So, I went to the apartment office to get let back in. To do this, I had to walk, in the aforementioned summer PJs, in the rain and temps in the high fifties, barefoot,
(20:40:30) pakaran42: so i had to walk, in the rain, and probably about 50 out, a quarter mile to the apartment office building (it's a fairly big complex - 15 buildings, and probably 15 or 16 units in each).
The person at the desk was a girl, who looked (and may well have been) younger than me. She didn't seem phased at all, and I'm certain I'm not the first person to manage to get locked out. So yeah, I had to walk another quarter mile back, barefoot in the rain, to get let in. And my feet are just now starting to feel warm agian. So not as much embarassing as... really awkward.
Current Mood: cold
|Date:||October 27th, 2007 03:24 pm (UTC)|| |
Since at no point in your post did you mention anything about an erection, I would say that you have yet to experience your most embarassing moment.
Sound like you had a fun night! Glad to see you posting.
|Date:||October 27th, 2007 03:34 pm (UTC)|| |
True, it could have been worse. And I'm sure there's more embarassing ones that I simply have yet to remember. How have you been? haven't gotten to talk with you in a week or so.
I so feel you. Those are what I call "Lucille Ball moments."
And Tide with Bleach Alternative ruined my favorite sweatshirt. Even diluted. I'm sticking with Seventh Generation lavender and eucalyptus HE detergent and their peroxide-based non-chloring bleach.