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I once met a lady in one of the supermarkets, we both said 'hello' she asked me how my mum was getteing on, I told her. I asked here how she was keeping, and she toild me all about her bad back, all this while my brain was thinking 'this is not who I thought it was I have NO idea who this person is ' we must have talked for about five minutes when I made my escape saying 'nice meeting you again, better get on' . To this day I have no ideas who this complete stranger with a bad back was
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Some years ago, I had a similar incident to yours, 728! It was summertime, and had just left off work and was driving home - and singing loudly. Had to pull up at a T-junction and, whilst waiting there a lady cyclist pulled up beside me. I noticed that she gave a bit of an “old fashioned look” - and then the traffic moved forward and I then realised that the driver’s window was wound right down (it was a hot day!). Well, I thought the window was up - and that no-one could hear me! 
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Working in theatre all these years, I've had many VERY embarassing moments, but my son's started doing the same thing as me - and he's not quite toughened to it yet. Part of his job during pantomime as Assistant Stage Manager was to look after quick changes where people need to get out of one costume into another and at the same time have a microphone fitted (which means the actual mic on the head, and a transmitter pack, about the size of a pack of cigarettes hiding somewhere. To do these needs the performer, a person from wardrobe and a technical person. They carefully practice everything, so in this case, a dancer runs into the wings, she pulls up her top, and a dresser is ready with the new one and as soon as one is off, the mic is stuck on her head, like backwards glasses, the dresser pulls it down over the bare top, and then the elasticated waist is pulled out from the back and my son slaps it straight down the back of her underwear using the elastic to clip the thing to for stability. everyone stands back and she runs back on stage singing, in a new costume. Rather like a grand prix tyre change. One night they got to the end, she pulled out the waistband and he went to 'install' it and he stopped dead - no underwear! Thinking it was done, on she went - leaving him with the pack in his hand and a piece of broken cable where it snapped as she ran on to silence!
Everything goes down in a show report every performance - it read "In Act II Miss XXX forgot pants - nowhere for the asm to clip microphone - no vocal" So all our mistakes are recorded for posterity!
I'm supposed to be in charge - so when things go wrong, I have to fix them. One of the worst things in panto is illness. You always get some, so most people understudy somebody else - but then who does their job, somebody else, of course and usually you can swap it around. I think I'm pretty unflappable and have done most things in my time. Trouble is I'm now the age where my middle measurement is somewhat bigger than it used to be. This year, I had Lesley Joseph as the wicked Queen, and she made her first entrance pulled on stage in a big winged chariot by two of the male dancers - wearing very little showing off their physiques. One day, once of these was having to cover someone else, so I figured the only option was for me to do one. Lesley got to hear and looked my up and down - focused on my less than identical appearance to the 22 year old next door, and looking at my stomach said simply "Scrub the chariot, I'd rather walk!"
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I doubt anyone will be able to top those "Embarassing Moments" stories, Paul! 
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One really embarrassing moment I had wad just after Xmas a few years ago. I was given an article of clothing as a present from an elderly aunt, bought in Marks & Spencer. I wasn't really happy with it so took it back to change it. There was a huge queue behind me and I handed it over to the shop assistant who immediately looked at the label. She said in a rather loud voice for everyone to hear that I wouldn't be able to change it as it was at least 3 years old! I almost died of embarrassment and quickly left the store.
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They say the dog is man's best friend. I don't believe it - how many of your friends would you neuter?
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I have many embarrassing moments as I rush around in my life with my eyes shut, but by far the most embarrassing recently was an episode in Tesco. I was at the check out and there was a nice looking man about to start putting my shopping through. He was very polite and kept smiling at me. I went all gooey. He asked, 'how are you today'. My flustered brain thought 'I'll say 'I'm good' thats quite cool'. Then I thought, 'no, I'll say 'I'm ok''. So as 'I'm good' and 'I'm ok' swirled around in my head, what actually came out was a combination of the two... 'I'm gay'. The shocked attractive man proceeded as any good checkout assistant should and came back with 'thats nice. Do you want help with your packing'.
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I, like many others, like to think of myself as cool and calm under most situations, unflusterable. However this has been tested - and failed - at least twice in recent years. When meeting the lady actress who plays Susan Kinski in Neighbours, I have a video clip of meeting her in which I smile like a chimpanzee and say the most silly of things. Likewise when Griff Rhys Jones came to Lowestoft to do a book signing and popped into our shop; I looked up from the till to see him standing there, and could feel myself smiling like a cheshire cat involuntarily. I can confirm that being starstruck is a mental disease that cannot be helped!
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When I met the Queen in Godfreys toilets I forgot to curtsy
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Thats a point. Is it actually the law to courtsy/bow before royalty, or just good manners?
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It's not the law, Dave - just courtesy - to your Sovereign.
"Recommended Etiquette"
Upon being introduced to The Queen, and on leaving, a bow or curtsy is made.
•The bow is an inclination of the head, not from the waist.
•The curtsy should be a discreet but dignified bob.
In conversation, address The Queen as 'Your Majesty', and subsequently 'Ma'am' (to rhyme with Pam).
When conversing with The Queen, substitute 'Your Majesty' for 'you'.
When introducing another person to The Queen, simply state the name of the person to be introduced: 'May I present Mr John Smith, Your Majesty?'
Link to the pages of Debretts
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I have many embarrassing moments as I rush around in my life with my eyes shut, but by far the most embarrassing recently was an episode in Tesco. I was at the check out and there was a nice looking man about to start putting my shopping through. He was very polite and kept smiling at me. I went all gooey. He asked, 'how are you today'. My flustered brain thought 'I'll say 'I'm good' thats quite cool'. Then I thought, 'no, I'll say 'I'm ok''. So as 'I'm good' and 'I'm ok' swirled around in my head, what actually came out was a combination of the two... 'I'm gay'. The shocked attractive man proceeded as any good checkout assistant should and came back with 'thats nice. Do you want help with your packing'.
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It's not the law, Dave - just courtesy - to your Sovereign. "Recommended Etiquette" Upon being introduced to The Queen, and on leaving, a bow or curtsy is made. •The bow is an inclination of the head, not from the waist. •The curtsy should be a discreet but dignified bob. In conversation, address The Queen as 'Your Majesty', and subsequently 'Ma'am' (to rhyme with Pam). When conversing with The Queen, substitute 'Your Majesty' for 'you'. When introducing another person to The Queen, simply state the name of the person to be introduced: 'May I present Mr John Smith, Your Majesty?' Link to the pages of Debretts
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During my latter years at work, and due to rearrangement in one’s job (bits taken away, etc) - I was helping out in areas new to me - one being Reception. We had to book in each person by name - and on very busy days this could get a bit fraught. It was OK when it was a male to book in - you asked the name, they replied - and you knew it was prefixed with Mr; however, if it was a female - it could be “Mrs, Miss or Ms”. On this extra-busy day I was working through this process - when I had tall, well-dressed lady to “book in”. As I wrote in her name, I looked up at her and said “Is that Mr?” - I then realised what I’d said. Before I could apologise - she replied, haughtily and in a loud voice: “No - it’s Ms. And I can assure you that I’m not a transvestite.”
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That reminds me of the time I took a booking for a conference room and when the client said his name was "Mr Carrot" I giggled as it was so weird. When he came to check in the following week, I discoveed it was the comedian Jasper Carrot-I hoped he didn't recognize my voice!
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Centuries ago I worked at Tuttles - and one customer - an Account Holder - who we had to treat with a bit more deference - was a Mrs Pigg. I could never bring myself to use her surname - as I did with other customers. Apparently, that surname is “English (mainly Durham and Northumbria): from Middle English pigge ‘young hog’, hence a metonymic occupational name for a swineherd or nickname for someone supposedly resembling a hog.”
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Mrs. Pigg!! Poor woman. What a horrible name. Since that's a married name, I think I would have kept my name and not changed to his! Ohhh, wonder if they had any kids. Imagine the kind of bullying they would have to go through in school!
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On the subject of names, whilst shopping in Southwold recently the pretty young shop assistant was signing for a delivery and the subject of her surname Pratt was mentioned between her and the deliveryman...she laughed and said she was just glad her mother's maiden name wasn't used to make a double barrelled surname as her mothers surname had been Wally...so the young girl would have been a Wally-Pratt
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I know this is off topic but my daughter had a teacher in elementary school called "Mrs Pigg".We also had a bowling alley mechanic called "Steve Grubb" -who we all called Grubby.(By name and by nature).One day a lady got on at me for calling out "Hey Grubby"-she thought I was being disrespctful-she didn't realise his last name was Grubb!!!!
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Many moons ago, I was a radio ham - but to be honest not a really dedicated one - but I did find talking to people in foreign countries quite interesting, even though my geography is really, really poor. World wide, each country is allocated internationally a call sign pre-fix - so then England was G, France was F, Germany was D - which I could remember. Small countries, however often had weird ones. After this letter came usually a number to denote the 'status' and often age of the licensee. So when I did this in the 70s, I was a G4 - G2s were usually people who were war or pre-war, G3s probably 1940-1960, you get the idea. After that were 3 letters of the alphabet - which were just your letters - so my callsign, was G4RMT.
One day I was chatting with a well spoken chap, who asked me what I did? I told him I was a teacher and then asked him what he did? There was a pause, and he said "I'm a King" - I should have thought really, his callsign was JY1 - JY being the letters for Jordan, and the 1 - well, I suppose if you are King Hussein of Jordan, you get the top number to yourself!
I wonder how many people heard the idiot in England ask a King what he did and cringed!
I regularly spoke to a man in Russia, who told me, contrary to all the information in the press, that there were no food shortages and this was all propaganda put out by the West. I sent him a nice postcard of Lowestoft - after the cold war ended I discovered that PO Box 88 Moscow was operated by the KGB!
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In my job i come across a lot of unusual names, the worst one was a Scottish name 'Cockburn' to which due to my ignorance found out the awkward way that it's pronounced 'Coburn'
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I suppose one of my embarassing moments was when I was in Puchasing and a new attractive young female rep came to see me and she introduced herself - 'I'm Gill Hiscock' - pronounced as it was spelt. My thoughts were 'Oh poor you, having to introduce yourself with that name'. I felt embarassed for her. On a birighter note though, she did get married a couple of years later and I bet she was glad of a new surname.
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I believe that, many years ago, the surname of the head postmaster at Lowestoft was Glasscock - the first "c" is silent. Apparently the staff had their own version of the surname for him.
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Not the first Meryl ,but "spit in the pan" rings a bell!!!
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Goldspinck's in Mariners street I would think.
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