Every so often in conversations the topic of 'most embarrassing moment' comes up. Someone said jokingly once to me that it must be hard for me to pick just one time.
It's not.
A couple years back me and two of my friends decided to make a mall trip. We saw a movie, then were planning on getting lunch at the food court. Nothing big. Now, to understand completely, you have to know this was during the punk phase of my life. I had a whole outfit dedicated to black and white- white shirt, black tie, black and white strips knee highs and arm warmers, and a black skirt. I looked cool.
So, being silly teens, we all link arms and decide to wizard of oz skip through the food court. At 12:30 on a Saturday. It is absolutely PACKED.
I trip, no big surprise there. What I end up falling over is one of those 'Caution, floor slippery when wet' signs. The sign, not the actual wet floor.
It's not.
A couple years back me and two of my friends decided to make a mall trip. We saw a movie, then were planning on getting lunch at the food court. Nothing big. Now, to understand completely, you have to know this was during the punk phase of my life. I had a whole outfit dedicated to black and white- white shirt, black tie, black and white strips knee highs and arm warmers, and a black skirt. I looked cool.
So, being silly teens, we all link arms and decide to wizard of oz skip through the food court. At 12:30 on a Saturday. It is absolutely PACKED.
I trip, no big surprise there. What I end up falling over is one of those 'Caution, floor slippery when wet' signs. The sign, not the actual wet floor.
And when I trip over the sign, it's not a simple 'whoops', no. I fall INTO a trash can. Head first. So not only do I fall into all of the old food, but remember? I was wearing a skirt?
The awesome force of momentum threw my skirt up, in the middle of the packed food court.
I don't go to that mall much anymore.
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