A while ago, one of our local radio stations had a contest for which caller had the most embarrassing moment. As soon as they announced it, I ran to the phone and called in. No thought was necessary. I knew in an instant that the moment that would be etched in my darkest memories forever, had a chance of winning this contest.
Setting: Cocktail party before an Ohio Wesleyan University fraternity’s formal dinner dance. On the veranda of a restaurant/catering place. Live jazz music playing.
Characters: My hope-he-becomes-my-boyfriend, lots of people I wanted to impress (I was young and insecure), and me.
Scene from Hell: As I sipped my glass of wine, I felt that the night was enchanted. I was with people with whom I wanted to be. The music and wine made me heady. My off the shoulder dress was stunning.
And then the Pterodactyl (okay, maybe it was just a regular large bird) flew overhead, and dropped a large amount of bird poop on my shoulder. It slowly dripped down my shoulder towards my breast.
I won the call-in contest. Dinner at a comedy club. How fitting…
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The question is….did you impress your hope to be boyfriend enough?😊
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No….that was pretty much a deal killer. Like it was my fault lol.
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I recommend not eating in the outdoor seating area.
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Now why didnt I think of that! Oh that’s right, I was young and immature.
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It’s certain you did not impress the bird.
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First year of menstrual period. Junior high lunchroom. White shorts. Boy I liked pointed it out to me.
I win.
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I don’t know….I think that’s a tie.
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