Several weeks ago some Facebook friends were sharing stories about embarrassing moments they had suffered through. At the time I couldn’t think of any thing to share that wouldn’t wear my fingers down trying to type it. Well, thanks to a recent cruise experience, I now have one.
Early in the cruise my wife, a friend, and myself had been near the ship’s casino competing in a trivia tournament. Afterwards I told them that after stopping off at our cabin I was going to get in some walking. That said I headed for the room and then to the upper decks of the ship where lots of walking space is available.
After walking several laps among the sunbathers on the 10th deck I dropped down to the 9th and walked around the crowded buffet restaurant areas and the swimming pool areas before going back to the Promenade Deck. I then walked through the casino, the jewelry store, the gift store, stood at a rail overlooking the piano lounge on the Lobby Deck and listened to a couple of musicians entertaining the guest.
Then I headed back to a rear lounge where an art auction was taking place. Upon entering I saw my wife and joined her sitting on a long bench near the center of the room. When the auction was coming to a close I said “see ya” and got up to leave.
Three steps at the most and she says in a muffled but very firm voice, “Larry, come here!” I turned, looked at her and she said, “Come here and sit down!” Doing what I was told I sat back down and she quietly whispered in my ear, “You’ve got about 8″ of toilet paper hanging out below your t-shirt!” Sure enough, since leaving our cabin a couple of hours earlier I had been walking all over the most heavily populated areas of the ship with a foot long piece of TP hanging down exactly in the middle of my rear end.
As nonchalantly as possible I gathered it into a ball, got up, and exited the room. For the rest of the cruise I remained convinced that everyone on board recognized me as that fat old man with the white tail! For a while I considered shaving my beard off, getting a hair cut, buying a pair of dark glasses, and having my name changed.
8 thoughts on “Damn, Can’t Believe I Did That!”
That’s a good one, Chapman. Keep ’em coming.
Can’t afford too many of them. That story cost me almost $2 grand. Gotta’ save up for another trip unless I can screw up locally! 🙂
Larry, now we truly have something in common. You may have missed my write up on the GOFF page of one of my embarrassing moments, (I listed a few). I had a toilet paper saga to tell as well. I didn’t venture to as many places ad you did with that fashion statement but I sashayed through a restaurant and stood on an elevator with my back to numerous guests before my husband rescued me.
No Nancy, I remember your story and maybe I took inspiration from it. When I grow up I want to be just like you!!! 🙂
Thanks for making a gloomey thurs a little brighter
Since I was on the same ship with him and most people think we look alike, after he told me the story, I wore a paper sack over my head. Actually what I really did whenever someone ask me about what was that white paper hanging out of my drawers, my reply was “not to worry, I am just receiving a FAX”….
Just let them know you are from the country in southern Ohio. (don’t mention Greenfield).
LOL…too funny! At least on the positive side you will probably never see any of those people again!