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I Can't Believe This Happened

When we were teenagers, my sister and I were addicted to YM Magazine. Our favorite section was the "most embarrassing" moment page where teens from across the country shared horror stories about being caught making out with their boyfriends or getting a very public monthly surprise. In that spirit, I bring you the following tale.

My dear friend, Nadia, and I decided to go to the beach last Saturday. Going to the beach with me is quite an experience, and you must either really love the beach or me to put up with the process. I'm terrified of sunburns (and suntans) to such a degree that I layer an un-godly SPF sunscreen all over my body, insist on laying under an umbrella, and usually cover up with an over-sized beach towel.

My umbrella was damaged, and I needed a new one, so we stopped at Costco where Nadia had seen one at a great price. I needed to make a pit stop in the restroom. It was just my luck that I chose a stall with a lock that unlatched every time someone closed another stall door. I'm sure you already know where this is going.

Sure enough, my stall door flew open, and I was face to face with two teenagers. I screamed (more of a sucking air sound of shock) and they shrieked. I slammed the door, finished my business, and waited for them to leave. Then I waited a few more minutes because I certainly didn't want to see them just outside the restroom.

It was a harrowing experience, and I was completely mortified...more from the shock than anything else. Fortunately, we had a fabulous time at the beach. My umbrella provided the perfect shade for me to nap under, and I made it home without so much as a tan line.

Comments

Christy said…
OHNO! That's terrible! You're right - that's totally the kind of stuff you read in a magazine and you think it would never happen to you!
7:10 PM
Christy said…
Hey - I tagged you in one of those dumb blog award things. Don't feel like you have to play along :) http://messandhappiness.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-winner.html
6:22 AM
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