pitbullca.bc wrote:
in eigth grade...sewing class...got my monthly friend...soaked my jeans....
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 That happened to me several times in jr high school.  I wasn't astute enough to recognize the signs and symptoms of something starting, so I would be caught unprepared without a change of clothes.  It was mortifying.
 
 Lost my bathing suit bottoms diving into swimming pools.  As a teenager, you feel so embarassed, but I doubt anyone noticed, since I would fix them under water before re-surfacing.
 
 I got embarassed a lot as a kid, but I don't think I care any more.
 
 I've had numerous slip and fall episodes.
 
 After I had kids, I was too cheap to buy different sizes of nursing bra (since it's such a temporary thing), so the undergarments were somewhat loose after a while.  Every time I bent over, a nursing pad would fall out of my shirt and onto the floor.  I used to pick it up (off the floor of the bank), throw it in the stroller basket, and off we'd go.
 
 I used to be terrified about the idea of farting in front of someone.  I still use the "crop duster" method in public, where you keep walking as you let one out.  But at home, I just fart and laugh.