30 Things: Number 10


10. Describe your most embarrassing moment.

cedar_creek_mine_rideFor years, our high school here in mid-Michigan had a Senior Trip for graduating seniors.  My class decided that they wanted to go to Cedar Point in Ohio.  Cedar Point  is a large amusement park and is about a four hour drive from where I live.  So several busses of Seniors met at the high school and boarded the bus before the crack of dawn one late May morning. 

gingham top


It was going to be a very, very hot day, and spending it in an amusement park with all that concrete would make it even hotter, so we all dressed accordingly.  I had on some cute jean shorts and a red and white gingham checked short sleeve shirt with matching tube top underneath it; kind of like the one shown here. 


When we arrived at the park, a good-size group headed immediately for the rides.  But my friends and I decided it was SO hot that we would jump the fence and take a short dip in Lake Erie (even though the signs said not to).  I took my cute blouse off and swam around in my shorts and tube top. 

You know where this is going, right? 

Yes, we got to splashing around, and girls were standing on top of guys’ shoulders and diving into the water.  I climbed up, and gave my best swan dive and beachcame up to the surface of the water.  As I stood in the water and brushed the long hair out of my eyes,  lots of laughter surrounded me.  Oh yes, there I was with NO TUBE TOP ON.  I did find it, eventually, but by then the damage was done. 


Yup, nothing can “top” that most embarrassing moment in my history.

3 thoughts on “30 Things: Number 10

  1. my most: Toronto airport:seeing someone that scared me, trying to avoid, go into washroom, waiting for person to walk by, go to wash hands, being escorted out by a man. I went into the wrong washroom, as I was escorted out bumped into scary person. I was about 18 then the most unforgetable embarrassing moment. Being escorted out of the mens washroom only to have my arch enemy have more amo to shot at me with embarrassing sarcasm for years to come.


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