One of My Most Embarrassing Moments ...
It started off as a simple Autumn day trip with the family, we were off to watch a mid season football (soccer to you) game. We took sandwiches and coffee to save some money on the way. It was raining by dinner time when we pulled into a rest stop lay by. Empty of other cars, and with heavy rain pelting down, we stayed in the car to eat.
I was sat in the passenger front seat, so I handed out food to all. The food spread out on the dashboard top leaving me to balance the opened flask in my lap. We chattered and laughed as you do on a fun day, until one joke made me laugh a bit to hard. SLOP went the cup all over my lap. In my hurry to catch the cup, the flask full of hot coffee sloshed all over my breast.
Covered in coffee, startlingly it was still very hot coffee, I didn't hesitate as I pushed open the door and jumped out fast. Food and cups rolled around the road stop as I stripped off rapidly. Trousers came off first, then top and yes even the soggy bra flew off too. I stood there in skimpy white silky knickers, in the rain. Twisting my naked body, this way and that so the rain water could wash over my slightly scalded body. With my wet chest heaving in the rather chilly breeze, my hubby joined me in the rain, and only then did I check to see what he was pointing at behind me.
During one of our bouts of noisy laughter, two more vehicles had pulled in behind us. The car parked nearest to us had four very shocked and surprised elderly people out for a peaceful Sunday drive. The second one was a large people carrier, filled with many highly pleased, and gawking male football supporters. My hands are small and didn't cover a lot. While hubby was no help at all he held onto the car as his belly laugh roared out, just like the kids.
I did a grand belly dive into the hedge at the side of the road. Where I hid threatening my husband until he brought me a blanket we kept in the boot of the car. I picked up my clothes by the side of the road and covered in just that little picnic rug joined my Hubby sat snug in the car. As I climbed in, the lady behind me waved a tiny wave as I slammed the door and rolled my eyes.
My clothes eventually dried in the blasts of the car heater. Hubby wanted to know do we go back home. I wasn't going to let a few stains ruin my day so grabbing a pen and paper I keep in my purse I made a large paper badge and pinned it to my shirt. Bold as can be, I wore that note proudly all that day. “YES I SPILT MY COFFEE.”
By Tracey Owen
Copyright September 2011