Sunday, 25 February 2007
TODAY one of my friends told me about an embarrassing incident when out with her four-year-old daughter. She was in a queue at the supermarket and in front of her was a black-haired woman in leathers with tattoos on her bare arms. Her daughter, having been told off for a similar incident only hours before, said loudly: "Look, mummy, that lady's been drawing on herself with felt tips. Tell her she's naughty." My friend suddenly remembered she had to find something at the opposite end of the supermarket.
This got us thinking about our most embarrassing moments.
When I was a young trainee reporter I was given the very important task of telephoning a man who had grown a giant marrow. One of my first comments to him was: "I hear you've got a particularly big one." At the time I was sharing an office with three male reporters who all started laughing so much they had to leave the room.
A former colleague remembers the time he was on the phone to a woman about the imminent closure of a day care centre for the mentally handicapped. The interview went well until at the end, having heard snuffling and whining noises throughout the conversation, he said brightly: "Have you got a dog there with you?" "No," came the cold reply. "That's my son."
Another friend recalls the time she was in a posh restaurant having an informal interview with a managing director. She was extremely nervous. In an effort to break the ice, he told a mildy amusing story at which my friend broke out into nervous guffaws of laughter. She had just taken a drink and she laughed so much that wine spurted out of her nose all over the crisp white tablecloth. She didn't get the job.
Click on comment to tell me about your most embarrassing moments.