funny story.
sad part, is it's true.
while in nj with the family, we go to xmas eve mass together. this is important, it's the family church, it's the same church my parents got married, as well as most of my family. we had to go SUPER early becasue it fills up fast for midnight mass.
well, after sitting there for over an hour, i have to pee. i ask where the restroom is, and my aunt tells me it's outside in the parish office. i go and discover a sign that says "office closed for christmas eve."
i'm like, great, i have to go BAD, and the mass hasn't even started yet. my mom volunteers to drive me back down the road to my grampa's house to go quickly so we can make it back and miss just the beginning of mass. on our way out of church, the mass is getting ready to start, and the priests are waiting by the door for their cue to walk to the alter.
my mom, joey and i rush by, and in the frenzy of the moment, i twist my ankle running down the steps, and fall face first on the ground in front of the priests and the people who didn't have seats standing by the door. (i'm also wearing a skirt, and i also unintentionally mutter "shit!!!" while falling...)
i rise and turn around to see the priest looking like he's seen a ghost (or a pair of panties) and a nice couple is trying to help me up(my knee is cut open and bleeding), asking me if i need help. thanks to my "tactful" mom, she instead says (in a VERY loud voice) "my daughter really needs to use the bathroom, where can we get her to a bathroom?"
mortified.
anyway, i am laughing at it now, especially since i think it's like some sort of instant ticket to hell if you show your panties to a priest on christmas eve while shrieking "shit."
ciao!
sad part, is it's true.
while in nj with the family, we go to xmas eve mass together. this is important, it's the family church, it's the same church my parents got married, as well as most of my family. we had to go SUPER early becasue it fills up fast for midnight mass.
well, after sitting there for over an hour, i have to pee. i ask where the restroom is, and my aunt tells me it's outside in the parish office. i go and discover a sign that says "office closed for christmas eve."
i'm like, great, i have to go BAD, and the mass hasn't even started yet. my mom volunteers to drive me back down the road to my grampa's house to go quickly so we can make it back and miss just the beginning of mass. on our way out of church, the mass is getting ready to start, and the priests are waiting by the door for their cue to walk to the alter.
my mom, joey and i rush by, and in the frenzy of the moment, i twist my ankle running down the steps, and fall face first on the ground in front of the priests and the people who didn't have seats standing by the door. (i'm also wearing a skirt, and i also unintentionally mutter "shit!!!" while falling...)
i rise and turn around to see the priest looking like he's seen a ghost (or a pair of panties) and a nice couple is trying to help me up(my knee is cut open and bleeding), asking me if i need help. thanks to my "tactful" mom, she instead says (in a VERY loud voice) "my daughter really needs to use the bathroom, where can we get her to a bathroom?"
mortified.
anyway, i am laughing at it now, especially since i think it's like some sort of instant ticket to hell if you show your panties to a priest on christmas eve while shrieking "shit."
ciao!
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The 1st one, not so bad, I was walking up some steps at work, while I was about 6months pregnant with my twins, and I tripped up the stairs in front of people... Not that bad right...
Well
when hubby and I were going to the childbirthing classes, we were seated in a U shape with chairs around the table. It was our 2nd or 3rd class and we go to sit down and it was a total Shallow Hal moment. Yes, I broke the fucking chair. It was already damaged, but there I go, 8 months along, rolling on the floor. I was so embarassed. It wasn't a pretty sight.
[Edited on Dec 31, 2004 9:51AM]