tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post1250804433560159815..comments2023-10-21T11:44:45.588+01:00Comments on ResidentAlien: An Embarrassment Of ExperiencesMary Witzlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06458299046574564155noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-31872925008429593972011-04-06T14:33:18.801+01:002011-04-06T14:33:18.801+01:00Well, I am a world-class klutz, so most of my best...Well, I am a world-class klutz, so most of my best embarassing moments involve physical comedy of some variety. Like crashing into a picnic table while trying to launch a kite, or dropping a bottle of soda in the grocery store, and having it blow up and spray me from head to toe with Dr. Pepper :)Lily Catehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17732112345439595471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-2864633033112345692011-04-04T13:33:40.244+01:002011-04-04T13:33:40.244+01:00AnneB -- What a marvellous story, but it could hav...AnneB -- What a marvellous story, but it could have been worse: at least the speaker made it to the toilet in time! It's always nice to find a silver lining for disabilities: deafness can very occasionally be a handy thing, screening the afflicted from all sorts of horrors.<br /> <br />Marcia -- It was almost a 'boy who called wolf' situation, except that the boys who called it weren't the poor boy who'd lost his mother. Some day, they'll no doubt find themselves in a situation where they need to know the truth, but can only find lies. I hope they'll remember me, then!<br /><br />Your poor teacher! The fact that he had his back to the class makes me feel all the sorrier for him. I once witnessed a teacher have an egg dropped on his head from a parapet. He was a pacifist, poor guy, who greatly admired Gandhi and Dr. King. He walked straight ahead, pretending it hadn't happened, not even wiping off the egg that ran down his face.<br /><br />Falak -- The thing about student experiences is that they're usually private unless you're called on in front of the class (when they have the potential to be devastating). I did daft things as a student, but usually got away with them. When you're a teacher, you're pretty much on display. If you get away with them, you're very lucky.<br /><br />Pat -- Huge kudos to you for sharing that experience! I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Clearly your body was trying to tell you something there: "We're not quite ready to wean, yet!"Mary Witzlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06458299046574564155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-72282172407247726512011-04-04T11:08:45.494+01:002011-04-04T11:08:45.494+01:00I was doing a TV ad with my baby son feeding him ...I was doing a TV ad with my baby son feeding him Heinz carrots which he genuinely ate.<br />Whilst the cameras were rolling I felt a ping as the milk came in but carried on spooning carrots into my son's mouth. Suddenly there was a loud 'CUT!'<br />The director - with a scarlet face - pointed out that all the buttons on my blouse had popped and my bulging bosom was there for all to see.Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-67147595985704217622011-04-03T17:41:52.092+01:002011-04-03T17:41:52.092+01:00After reading about all those embarrassing moments...After reading about all those embarrassing moments I understand the perks of being a student. Although I must say that we have our own embarrassing moments :)Falakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08321524864693512771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-64194632250265548522011-04-02T17:09:53.556+01:002011-04-02T17:09:53.556+01:00Having experienced it yourself, you probably notic...Having experienced it yourself, you probably noticed the signs in him. And I guess this is a picture of how liars hurt others.<br /><br />I had a prof in college, short guy, little mustache, who was a real wise-***. He and a couple of guys in the class especially enjoyed exchanging barbs. One day, we all entered the room, and his back was to the board. The carillon chimes rang, announcing the start of class, and he slowly turned. A fat bandage decorated his upper lip, covering exactly the whole area his 'stache had covered. The entire class busted out laughing. The poor man was so embarrassed, precisely because he'd always been such a you-know-what and knew he was fair game for teasing. Apparently, he'd worn the mustache to disguise some minor defect that he'd now had surgery on.Marciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10006966091789130047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-57936728669469611312011-04-01T02:52:04.973+01:002011-04-01T02:52:04.973+01:00Mike-in-the-loo happened in our church a few years...Mike-in-the-loo happened in our church a few years ago. An important person in the parish administration left the altar after an announcement and while the rest of the service continued, the sound of vomiting was heard throughout the land. <br /><br />Fortunately the median age at that particular service is usually around 75 so only the sharp-eared heard it.AnneBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14353297751372957745noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-47716117880140203542011-04-01T00:11:58.868+01:002011-04-01T00:11:58.868+01:00JLD -- Poor Ahmet, though! He needed and deserved ...JLD -- Poor Ahmet, though! He needed and deserved my sympathy, but he had to pay for the dishonesty of the kids who used their mothers as excuses. <br /><br />I've got a knack for making a jackass of myself like this. I could certainly write a book about all the embarrassing experiences I've had teaching, but they definitely make the job more interesting -- AFTER the fact!<br /><br />Bish -- When the first boy told me his mother was gravely ill, I completely believed him -- ANYbody would have, this boy was a gifted liar. By the time the second boy was practically sobbing about his mother, I smelled a rat. With Ahmet, I just wanted to be sure, but I thought he was lying too.<br /><br />Sigh...<br /><br />Robert -- That is a hilarious story! I'll bet your family accused you of not wanting to see your sister married -- right? (You weren't standing on her Freudian slip, were you? ;o)<br /><br />Robin -- They weren't mature, they were repressed. Right? Who in their right mind accidentally listens to the sound of somebody peeing, in a lecture full of people who have just heard that person speak of grave and important things, then pretends like it didn't happen? Things like that are gifts. Showing your appreciation is perfectly natural!<br /><br />Meredith -- Whoa...your father did this too? That microphone-in-the-toilet issue is a worse problem than I'd realized! I had no idea this was such a widespread problem, but it makes perfect sense that it is. I'm always forgetting that I've got a pencil shoved behind my ear; what I could do with a mike doesn't bear thinking about.<br /><br />Charles -- When you've got a whole class of virtually narcoleptic kids snoring away, it's not embarrassing, it's irritating. I used to tell classroom nappers I couldn't mark them present for snoozing through a class, but I was lenient towards one-offs.Mary Witzlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06458299046574564155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-31659402942519067982011-03-31T19:22:35.090+01:002011-03-31T19:22:35.090+01:00Yesterday I clearly lost one student. I was takli...Yesterday I clearly lost one student. I was takling about something when he started shaking his head and then he promptly leaned back in his chair and went to sleep. I wasn't too embarrassed, though, I thought it was kinda funny.Charles Gramlichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02052592247572253641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-26615885499594919902011-03-31T10:53:40.784+01:002011-03-31T10:53:40.784+01:00My dad was a teacher, and he did the bathroom trip...My dad was a teacher, and he did the bathroom trip with the mike on. Not only was his classroom treated to the sounds, but also the several on-line conference classes he had, too. No one was shy about laughing at him when he came back.deedeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10278468497564430383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-91033653091831612942011-03-31T03:34:05.843+01:002011-03-31T03:34:05.843+01:00That is just too awful!
I went to a lecture once ...That is just too awful!<br /><br />I went to a lecture once where the guest lecturer went pee pee with his mike on, and the whole auditorium was treated to tinkle sounds. I cracked up, and then looked around me and no one else was laughing. I felt like someone in "The Emperor and His New Clothes". The more mature audience members pretended that nothing was amiss.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12396540555696283171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-28991563759764719542011-03-30T23:34:41.999+01:002011-03-30T23:34:41.999+01:00Our father had died years earlier so when it was t...Our father had died years earlier so when it was time for my sister's wedding, I had the proud distinction of walking my sister down the aisle.<br /><br />I did so, my sister on my arm, then reaching close to the alter I stepped back. But nothing happened, my sister did not step up to the alter, everyone stood there as if in suspended animation. I heard some whispering behind me but couldn't make it out.. then someone stood up and whispered in my ear: "You're standing on her dress". I took one step to the side and the wedding continued. I got a lot of ribbing for that one during the reception.Robert the Skeptichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10863488312604865183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-58037962644259171932011-03-30T22:00:42.283+01:002011-03-30T22:00:42.283+01:00Oh my...At least you had the presence of mind to h...Oh my...At least you had the presence of mind to have someone check. Obviously you sensed this time it was different.Bish Denhamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13359927719391990534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965824120120454342.post-80537011142905131592011-03-30T19:02:56.363+01:002011-03-30T19:02:56.363+01:00Oh, Mary, how awful! It happens to all of us, thou...Oh, Mary, how awful! It happens to all of us, though. There is always this delicate balance in life of "Am I being heartless?" vs "Am I being played for a fool?" <br /><br />Thanks for sharing your embarrassments. I'm not a teacher, but I have a nice long list of my own. <br /><br />JudyJLDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01547308887736189693noreply@blogger.com