Let's journey back, shall we, to when I was living in England... What? You didn't know that England was the Conga-ing capital of Great Britain and Europe? Well, of course it is! (Iceland comes in a close second.) Don't you all know that the Highland dancing of the Scots is merely a variation on the conga theme? Really, that's common knowledge.
Anyway, one day I was hanging out with a bunch of my friends at a church activity, and some brilliant high-brow decided that a conga line would be just the thing to break up the monotony. Let me tell you, it did that! I don't think anyone was bored after my skirt hit the ground.
Unbeknown to the high-brow, the button on that skirt had popped off only a few moments before his announcement. I went into the Ladies, used a small safety pin-- this pin was not safe!-- and attached one side of the silky material I was wearing to the other. When I came out of the restroom, the dancing was in full sway. One of my friends pushed me into the line, and for a few seconds it was fun. Herein lies the rub. The conga-ers who joined behind me were far slower than the ones in front of me so the guy dancing at my back grabbed onto my waist for all he was worth.
You can guess what happened next. The faulty pin gave way, and my skirt dropped faster than a house of cards hit by a brisk Nor'easter. I happened to be shimmying by an exit when the unthinkable happened, and I picked up my skirt--luckily I was also wearing a long granny slip-- and congaed out the door. One of my pals came into the bathroom laughing so hard she started snorting and got the hiccups. The whole thing was so ridiculous, I couldn't even be mortified.
So there you have it. Now, I think turnabout is fair play, don't you?
C'mon, readers. I want every juicy, minute detail of your favorite embarrassing moment. (Let's try and keep it cleanish though.)
Don't be afraid! Nothing you say can be worse than when I fell off a bar stool on the stage into the orchestra pit during a talent show in Middle school. Or when I dropped all my sheet music, piece by piece, on my way up the aisle to perform a musical number in church... The list could go on and on..
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