We must have all had some embarrassing moments before, which we wanted to keep utterly underwraps. Apart from between us here though of course.
I was waiting for a taxi to take me to the train station recently, and was a little bored so had MTV on. Gradually the volume got louder and louder, and the little twitch in my fingers morphed into full blown dancing. With KC & the Sunshine Band blaring out, I spin around, and there patiently waiting by the window was the taxi driver.
He didn't say a thing.
Embarrassing moments
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Yeah that's hilarious, man.
A few years ago, in my last year of secondary school I came home absolutely knackered, and fell asleep at about 4pm on my bed. It was around October time, so we had an equal amount of daylight and darkness.
I woke up with a start at around 7.30pm, and it was twilight outside. My house was silent. I went into the living room and there was football on ITV1. I was convinced it was the next morning, and there was no one around! I looked in my mums room, and the bed was neatly made, and I thought "where the hell is everyone - I've got to catch the bus in 10 mins!".
I went outside and saw the woman who lives opposite us standing outside her driveway. I said to her in a panic "Have i missed the bus? Have I missed the bus?" and she looked at me weirdly, and said "what bus?" and I replied "The school bus!!!!! I think i've missed it!"
And then it FINALLY dawned upon me that I'd only been asleep for a couple of hours, but it felt much longer!
I'm sure the woman still thinks ive got a screw loose. But it shows how sleep can really mess up your sense of time keeping!
I woke up with a start at around 7.30pm, and it was twilight outside. My house was silent. I went into the living room and there was football on ITV1. I was convinced it was the next morning, and there was no one around! I looked in my mums room, and the bed was neatly made, and I thought "where the hell is everyone - I've got to catch the bus in 10 mins!".
I went outside and saw the woman who lives opposite us standing outside her driveway. I said to her in a panic "Have i missed the bus? Have I missed the bus?" and she looked at me weirdly, and said "what bus?" and I replied "The school bus!!!!! I think i've missed it!"
And then it FINALLY dawned upon me that I'd only been asleep for a couple of hours, but it felt much longer!
I'm sure the woman still thinks ive got a screw loose. But it shows how sleep can really mess up your sense of time keeping!
I'm sorry. Did you expect me to rip off my mask and reveal my grotesque alien features conveniently scrunched underneath?Sput wrote:I can't help but notice that you look EXACTLY the same in your new avatar as you did in the last one.
(You get extra points for naming the Doctor Who story

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That one where Paul Shane takes his head off.Neil Green wrote:(You get extra points for naming the Doctor Who story)
Can't remember the name of it.
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Like this......Neil Green wrote:I'm sorry. Did you expect me to rip off my mask and reveal my grotesque alien features conveniently scrunched underneath?Sput wrote:I can't help but notice that you look EXACTLY the same in your new avatar as you did in the last one.
(You get extra points for naming the Doctor Who story)

It was City of Death. With Neil Green played by Richard the Lionheart
There's a wheelchair-bound guy who's always in a nightclub in Cardiff. Nothing wrong with that, except he's only ever UPSTAIRS, never downstairs.
It's always been a mystery as to how he gets up there, so one night I decided to ask him. I went to the bar, got a pint of Stella, and saw him coming past me, so I walked over to him.
I was standing over him as he told me that there was a rear entrance upstairs which had wheelchair access. Then, about 2 minutes into the conversation, the pint of Stella slipped through my hand, emptying the entire contents in the poor guy's lap!
He was very nice about it, but ultimately had to go home as his trousers were soaked!
It's always been a mystery as to how he gets up there, so one night I decided to ask him. I went to the bar, got a pint of Stella, and saw him coming past me, so I walked over to him.
I was standing over him as he told me that there was a rear entrance upstairs which had wheelchair access. Then, about 2 minutes into the conversation, the pint of Stella slipped through my hand, emptying the entire contents in the poor guy's lap!
He was very nice about it, but ultimately had to go home as his trousers were soaked!