Everyone has an embarrassing moment that is forever stained in their mind. Sometimes you are even called upon to tell other people about it! "Tell the group your most embarrassing moment" kind of thing. What's up with that?!
Obviously, it was embarrassing so you'd rather not tell the whole world, and I personally try and avoid all such situations. Duh. I'm literally racking my brain when I get asked that question, which doesn't happen very often thankfully, but still.
Usually all I can come up with on the spot is that one time I forgot someone's name and, yes, it was embarrassing. It's lame but true. Now though, I have my story. One time, I walked into a stranger's house but I thought I was actually expected!
Background: I'm going to an informal meeting, of whom only one person I've seen in person. The others I have heard over the phone in a conference-like call. I have all their names via email but don't really recall anyone but the person I know and had glanced at the couple whose house we are going to enjoy dinner. I'm also sick and have quite a foggy, 10-minute time/mind warp, in which this goes down.
I was going to bring apples over and decided to pick them up before going to the couple's house. I was a little rushed because I didn't want to be late. In the end, that was the least of my problems!
So, after getting the apples, I glanced at the email where the address was given and then typed it into my GPS. I get there with no problems. I get out and lightly tap on the front door but didn't see anyone and figured a group is coming over so I'll just walk in. I do so and then immediately see two guys in the kitchen.
The guy closest to me introduces himself and shakes my hand. He's about my age so I just assume he was the younger guy I had heard on the conference call, though I was a little thrown off by his name. I set the apples on the counter and got a slightly odd look by the second guy, but I was already starting to introduce myself. He said his name and I didn't recognize it so…
Guy: Are you a friend of Sam?
Me: Who? (Trying to run through all the names of the people in the email in my head)
Guy: Sam or Samantha?
Me: No, I really only know Emily who is going on this trip...
It was then we both realized for sure that something was off. I was slightly puzzled and definitely embarrassed. He was pretty chill, considering.
Guy: I think you're in the wrong house...
Me: Yeah, I think you have a stranger in your house! (What I'm really thinking is, "Eep! What have I done?! Where do I go?!")
At this point, my foggy mind is on the verge of spinning. I can't recall the couple's name and, even when I did, he didn't recognize them. More befuddlement. I'm trying to open up that email again with the address as I'm walking out of his house (more like escorted out) with my apples in hand. And my mind trying to grapple with what just happened and how!
He was at least very nice and listened to me hash out the confusion once outside. I confirmed that the house was the address I had put into my GPS but, from a dyslexic moment, I caused an embarrassing moment. I had switched around the last two numbers of the house number! Ugh. Mystery solved, though.
As he was walking me to the correct house, he stated he wasn't that surprised because he was hosting a party himself, in which some of his daughter's friends were invited. I'm sure he was just trying to make me feel better, but I appreciated it.
When I entered they immediately asked, "Are you Jessie?" Relieved, I said yes. I think the apples gave it away! I told them the blunder and definitely tacked on that they have some very nice neighbors!
In the end, it was a good laugh and a very good evening because I got my "most embarrassing moment" story and I had the delightful pleasure of talking about my upcoming trip to India! So, shameless plug: if you'd like any information or would like to support me in any way for the trip, please let me know! :)
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