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NWR: How to embarrass yourself without really trying

Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 11:06 am
by KMP
Todays Example
I have been sitting in front of this computer screen all day bored almost senseless; which explains the recent new topics I’ve posted. As per usual I had my lunch while working and it included a large chocolate muffin with chocolate chips. I should have realized that all was not well when I found a chocolate chip melting next to the keyboard. But there were things to do and so I’ve been in and out of the office talking with other people a few times since lunch. The last time I came back in I looked down at my seat to find a few more chocolate chips melted and now smeared on my seat, and yes my pants as well. I wondered why everyone has been giving me weird looks. :oops:

Mike

Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 11:37 am
by Bick
On the plus side, Mike - hard to beat a choc muffin for gustatory pleasure.

Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 11:58 am
by KMP
Bick wrote:On the plus side, Mike - hard to beat a choc muffin for gustatory pleasure.


Yep, all I needed was a glass (or two) of Zinfandel and the afternoon would have gone a whole lot better.

Mike

Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 3:27 pm
by Roscoe
Goodonya Mike.
I like anyone who's willing to tell a story in which they look like a goose.
:D
It reminds me of the time I met (bumped into) a famous actor. I knew he was an actor ("you're an actor aren't you?") but for the life of me, I couldn't remember his name or anything I had ever seen him in. He even prompted me about some things he had been in. My response: "no, didn't see that, or that".
He was a gentleman, I was a goose. :roll:

Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 7:13 pm
by Davo
In my place of work I tend to get all sorts of stuff over my trousers and have gotten over the embarrassment over the years.

The worst was when I was doing a paediatric term at a hospital in Singapore and assisted in the resuscitation of a baby and ended up with blood all down my left side when one of the lines came out. It was an interesting trip back to my digs on the MRT. Plenty of stares at the blood soaked white guy from the normally totally self absorbed fellow travellers.

Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 12:27 pm
by Craig(NZ)
And here was I thinking this tread was gonna be about Brad Haddin or Ricky Ponting :lol:

Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 6:18 pm
by rooman
Suggest on a UK wine forum that Andrew Jefford is as dry as Aus riesling. Sounded catchy at the time. :oops:

Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 7:44 pm
by Maximus
Not your recent indulgence of the "Crackling Rosie" Rooman??? :roll: :wink:

Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 10:51 pm
by rooman
Maximus wrote:Not your recent indulgence of the "Crackling Rosie" Rooman??? :roll: :wink:

Not if you met the 5'10 Swedish blond who asked me to open it at around 2am in the morning during a rather loud party. It is amazing how adaptive ones tastes can be given the right circumstances. Love the name!!

Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 10:53 pm
by rooman
Maximus wrote:Not your recent indulgence of the "Crackling Rosie" Rooman??? :roll: :wink:

Not if you met the 5'10 Swedish blond who asked me to open it at around 2am in the morning during a rather loud party. It is amazing how adaptive ones tastes can be given the right circumstances. Love the name!!

Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 12:46 am
by Davo
rooman wrote:
Maximus wrote:Not your recent indulgence of the "Crackling Rosie" Rooman??? :roll: :wink:

Not if you met the 5'10 Swedish blond who asked me to open it at around 2am in the morning during a rather loud party. It is amazing how adaptive ones tastes can be given the right circumstances. Love the name!!


Yeah those Swedish blokes can be pretty persuasive :lol:

Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 10:45 am
by winepunter
Hi

Unfortunately I can contribute to this thread - a bit too much if you ask me!

I was at the cellar door at Bullers in Rutherglen one day and I had been saying how much I liked their Valerie range of wines when the door opened and the cellar door lady looked at me with a big smile "here's Valerie now".

The trouble was that the person walking in the door had a couple of dogs and I thought she meant them so I said "hello valerie" in that 'aren't you a cute doggie voice' we all use. The cellar door lady then said "no not the dog I mean her" and that's how I met Valerie from the Buller family.

No christmas card from them this year - was it something I said?

You should also read an email we got recently at Winepunters.com from Paul. It's called "when good spitoons go bad". It's about half way down the page. Here is the link: http://www.winepunters.com/punter_answers.html

Cheers