Oh my gosh, gee whiz, jiminy gee...today I walked outta the rest room in a very public place, the hospital, with a peculiar whispy sound following me. I stopped. Looked down and around. Toilet paper! I had walked out trailing TP on my shoe bottom! Holy cow. That was a first.
Or was this worse--- when I was in 5th grade and my underwear's elastic band gave totally out and my drawers dropped. They really did. On the street. At least the other kids didn't see that. No passers by at the time (yes, it's engraved in my memory) but cars were passing and I had to step out of them and pick them up.
Another embarrassment was when my best friend and I took a 6 mile walk for pity sake and it was a school day. We'd walked 4 of those miles on a dirt road called Alexaulton Creek Rd. When we came out to a 4 lane highway from the dirt road, and were going to walk it to get back to town, a car passed, then stopped. The driver and his wife looked at us and pointed and said, "GET IN THE CAR"! We did. We were silent all the way back to our separate homes and got chewed out every inch of every mile along the way. Both for playing hooky and for being two 12 year olds walking out on the public highway and on a dirt road.
They didn't tell my Dad. Don't know if my girl friend's parents were told. We never brought that embarrassment up to one another again.
Ah. Childhood memories. I got a million of them.