share if you got the guts.
Will begin.Got many.

2 months ago I passed by my favorite supermarket after a visit to the dentist.
I had root canal(final) done on both sides of my mouth-forced my dentist to complete both procedures at once cz I was tired of repeat visits.
That meant, I couldn't talk or smile as the pain was extremely horrible after the anaesthesia wore off.
On entering the supermarket, I beckoned the attendant and inquired about the availability of a specific good in sign language.-had no choice.
The guy assuming that I was dumb,began communicating back in sign language.
I felt very odd,in pain,dizzy and in not so good moods cz my face felt swollen.
Then he proceeded to help me pick few stuff from shelves,pushed my cart and walked me round the supermarket aisles,talking sign language and I played along-improvised.
I even overheard him tell his workmate that I couldn't speak.

Ok I left the place feeling very odd,though happy with the kind gesture.
So this week I returned and he recognised me!
I didn't know how to behave, so I played dumb.
And we repeated the exercise again.I just couldn't help disappointing him after that kind act.
I am thinking of avoiding the supermarket until he forgets my face.

I think I am used to embarrassing moments.People always complain about talking to myself in public and when I meet strangers I whisper or just nod.lol.People who don't know me think I'm retarded and the bad thing is I like it that way.

share yours.

Next,

Was meeting somebody one day for lunch and wanted to be at my best.Actually he had just landed in the country on transit.
So I wore this beautiful flowered white silky dress and felt like I was on top of the world.
BUT! I made the biggest mistake.
@Ladies, I wore white inside. meaning that everything was transparent.
You don't wear white inside when you have white outside.
It never crossed my mind till a workmate alerted me,at 9 am! and that was after nimetembeeeeeeeeea ofisini everybody saw me!!
Well what to do?
I thought of making a pant out of a black nylon paper bag I had carried samosa in and wearing it on top of my white one, but the smell of samosa!!
I had the nylon paper bag and masking tape on my desk designing a black nylon pantie at 9 am!

Thought about colouring the white pant with marker pen but I knew that would need 3 pens-.
Gosh where was paint? Nowhere to be found.
I couldn't focus, as there was no way I could stand up from my sit and walk!!! Depression started kicking in.
Finally,I threw all care out of the window and did what I had to do.-go jungle.phew.
Thought I had a solution.


Then time to go meet the person came and tadaaa!! that boring time of the month came the moment it clocked 1 pm.I felt like a forgotten Babylonian being punished by the Almighty.

Ok I don't want to elaborate more cz I got very stressed.
As if that was not enough,on my way to meeting the person,there were very strong winds which blew my dress up to the waist.Guess where! at the airport arrivals!! where the animal carvings are.
I don't know nilikosea Mungu wapi that day.

nite all

@essyk so u mean your assETS can fit into the 5 bob black nylon paper???
Kumbe you are a mosquito yet yu carried yourself here in wazua like a MOMO or atleast like @famooz sister...kumbe hutu tusichana ni tu mosquito tu!!!

wacha nyef nyef and share yours.



woi!! I also kausha whenever I find myself in akward positions or better still,laugh it out.

Never get out of the house with pyjamas,nightdresses and stockings on head.lol
You never know what is awaiting outside and things always go bad when you least expect.

argh Impunity.get out of the gutter.

My least embarrasing.

Was in Double M and time came to alight.Before the bus stopped conductor was like 'karibia mlango haraka'.
So I stood and the driver applied breaks.
I was thrown back to the front window (had sat at the front and was walking towards door)till I found myself sitting on the dashboard,back on window and facing all pax in the bus who were like 'pole madam'
It was the driver who lifted me from the dashboard cz I had sank inside.
I didn't even lift my head up ni aibu.


Another ride on Double M,zip opened without my knowledge,so I stood up and tadaa! skirt on floor! Suluu potea.
Thank God it was night.

There is another incident which involved a psycho,again on public bus.He had formulated ways of caressing women sitting next to him.
I heard a woman complain once, till I fell victim.
For women's sake let me share.
The man sits next to you then somewhere along the way he initiates talk.His talk centres around buildings outside and directions, I think to keep one staring outside.
Later he removes his coat/jacket and places it on his laps ensuring that part of it covers your handbag.That is why I hate people's clothes on me.
Then he slowly slips his sick hands under the coat and under your bag as you are busy talking to him.All the time you assume it's the pressure of your bag on the laps kumbe it's his hands!
The worst is if you fall asleep which I did and found his hand elsewhere.Trousers are good.
When I woke up,we were in town! I pushed him back and almost lynched him.


This world is not my home.

ok lets hear yours,no shame

Esther, you crazy! Ha ha ha! You let a strange man touch you "there" until you dozed off to sleep? Utamu?

This lady has made my day why lie!

Well, I cant remember of a very embarrassing situation. The closest I came to one is one day I went to the gym in the morning at our work place. After bathing, I realized I had packed all the clothes apart from an inner-wear. I panicked! I thot of rewinding the one I was wearing when working out but it was too sweaty. I decided to just wear the trouser bila one but staying without one was very uncomfortable. At around 9am I had to drive and get one on...The one & half hour between 7.30 and 9 was the longest I have had in a loooong time. When I would stand to go make a cup of coffee I would imgn everybody is watching. That is when I realized the power of being guilty.

Tenting my trousers in a first aid lesson while illustrating how to lay an unconscious casualty and the instructor was a she. She even pitied me.

lmao.life lessons,could write a short story book.