Most embarrassing story…I’ve embarrassed myself too many times to count.
Be it the time i walked out with a huge stain of pancake batter on my skirt, the time i went to school with a sock sticking to my uniform skirt from the static of the dryer, the time I walked over to a far relative that i had just met a few days earlier and called out: “I remember your name, cousin ____. How could i forget such a special persons name?!” and what do you know?! It was the wrong name! Oh and did i mention that it was at the beginning of a sheva berachos when everyone listens to everyones conversations?! Or the time i knocked on the door to the bathroom and opened it cuz no one answered and some guy was sitting there?! I could go on and on…