tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post111690433436395216..comments2023-09-01T04:08:05.271-05:00Comments on In Laurie's Brain...: Embarrassing Moment One and a HalfLauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04321713951006827527noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1117239867458975982005-05-27T19:24:00.000-05:002005-05-27T19:24:00.000-05:00Omma - That Bloggerville thing is cool. After som...Omma - That Bloggerville thing is cool. After some more blogs join, I'm going to put it on my sidebar.Lauriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04321713951006827527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1117021834991487072005-05-25T06:50:00.000-05:002005-05-25T06:50:00.000-05:00Jen - At least you cook.Crazy - Oh, that would be ...Jen - At least you cook.<BR/><BR/>Crazy - Oh, that would be bad at school.<BR/><BR/>Larry - Just lunch. At least if I'd had a cocktail, I would have had an excuse.<BR/><BR/>Susan - I hauled ass before I caught any action.<BR/><BR/>Michelle - That's what was so weird. I can still see myself standing there wondering why urinals were in the ladies' room.<BR/><BR/>Ed - I bet that woman had done that a time or two before.<BR/><BR/>Marinade Dave - Damn! That's right. Didn't you love it?<BR/><BR/>Anonymous - Great Mr. Rogers story!<BR/><BR/>Old Horsetail - Just like me! I guess I thought the restaurant had made a mistake putting urinals in the ladies' room.<BR/><BR/>MommaK - Thanks. Check out my sidebar for a link to Blogs Gone Wild.Lauriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04321713951006827527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116973297723693362005-05-24T17:21:00.000-05:002005-05-24T17:21:00.000-05:00Here via Blog Explosion. Love your design:-)Here via Blog Explosion. Love your design:-)Kimberlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14084242509519566587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116960038681475982005-05-24T13:40:00.000-05:002005-05-24T13:40:00.000-05:00Yeah, I went into the Women's Room one time. Spot...Yeah, I went into the Women's Room one time. Spotted a lady and said, "What are you doing in here?" The look on her face was enough to tell me who was the dummy.OldHorsetailSnakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00865830344885164689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116956901375578682005-05-24T12:48:00.000-05:002005-05-24T12:48:00.000-05:00okay, I am still very sleepy, sorry for the typos....okay, I am still very sleepy, sorry for the typos.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116956824394752632005-05-24T12:47:00.000-05:002005-05-24T12:47:00.000-05:00ed- when I moved to MN I was told that it was 45% ...ed- when I moved to MN I was told that it was 45% German, and 30% Scandanavian.<BR/><BR/>Laurie- I have walked into men's rooms intentational at times, making sure there are no men to embarass, occasionally I have made a mistake. When I was 12, I was running through the men's locker room at a club thinking there was no one in there because the gym and pool were closed. I literally ran smack into Mister Rogers, I was kind of shocked, he was in swim trunks, he shook his finger at men but seemed highly amused. It wasn't the only time I did that either ;-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116945147325319082005-05-24T09:32:00.000-05:002005-05-24T09:32:00.000-05:00And I was just in Galveston. Darn.And I was just in Galveston. Darn.Dave Knechelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05895469674279662231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116936763838361282005-05-24T07:12:00.000-05:002005-05-24T07:12:00.000-05:00I did that once in a German restaurant in central ...I did that once in a German restaurant in central Minnesota where they had the bathroom names written in German. (Did anyone suspect that a mostly Norwegian population might not know German?) Anyway, I had too much fine German beer to care so I just completed business and left.<BR/><BR/>On a related note, while at a neighboring towns annual summer celebration, I was using the mens restrooms which consisted of an 8 x 8 ft. shack with troughs running down three sides, a woman walked in very obviously inebriated. Despite the dozen of us standing around peeing into troughs, she proceeded to pull her pants down and let it fly (expertly I might say) into the trough beside me.Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13214319366049620074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116925349163454482005-05-24T04:02:00.000-05:002005-05-24T04:02:00.000-05:00Don't you love the way family looks out for you so...Don't you love the way family looks out for you sometimes? LOL But I would think the urinals would have tipped you off. ;)<BR/><BR/>I did something like that when I was 8. We went to Montreal to visit my stepdad's family and I didn't speak French so at a restaurant, I went into the wrong bathroom. Hey I didn't know what the words meant. LOLAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116913788247313662005-05-24T00:49:00.000-05:002005-05-24T00:49:00.000-05:00Oh thank you Laurie!I needed that laugh so bad.I c...Oh thank you Laurie!<BR/><BR/>I needed that laugh so bad.<BR/><BR/>I certainity I hope you checked out the action while you were in there and didn't waste the experience ;-)<BR/><BR/>I suspect my family would have reacted similiarly, even probably speculate as to why I went in there.<BR/>Of course they would expect I would be laughing and not be embarassed which would be true , unless I saw some action...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116912914132093172005-05-24T00:35:00.000-05:002005-05-24T00:35:00.000-05:00You wondered why there were urinals in the ladies ...You wondered why there were urinals in the ladies room? What did you say you had for lunch?Larry Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13425250800667058263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604246.post-1116905864413584832005-05-23T22:37:00.000-05:002005-05-23T22:37:00.000-05:00Sorry to laugh, but that's hilarious. :)Embarrassi...Sorry to laugh, but that's hilarious. :)<BR/><BR/>Embarrassing, though, is when you almost burn down your boyfriend's house the first time you ever cook for him. Now every time I go near the stove his roommate sits the fire extinguisher on the counter. Hahaha. F**ker.Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12111036439004167503noreply@blogger.com