My Most Embarrassing Moment

I really did not know what to write about, but I was reminded this morning as I stopped to fuel the car up, of one of my most embarrassing moments since I moved back “home”. It was an early morning and I was off to drop my lady at work. I had only jumped out to get some milk and since I had chosen a time when all the convenience stores were closed, I had to go into the gas station to buy some. After leaving the gas station, I jumped into the car and instantly felt there was something was off. A lady’s voice said, “Hello there”. From I heard the voice, it convinced me that something wasn’t right. But for some reason my instant reaction was to sit quietly behind the wheel of the car and pretend it was all a dream. The moment felt like hours, although I knew it was only for a few seconds.

Finally, I looked to my right and there sat a really smiley lady with a distinct look of “yeah umm, why you in my car? But also with a smirk as if she was trying to hold in a laugh. I said quietly under my breathe, “Hi. I’m in the wrong car aren’t I? ” I confirmed this when I looked to the car to my left and my lady friend was sitting staring at me with the window down. When we caught eyes both of us burst into laughter. I turned back to the lady and said “At least tell me it’s the same model and color of my car”, I pleaded with the lady who by now was really struggling not to become hysterical with laughter. I think now is the time for me to add that I was wearing my pajama bottoms. I got out of the car and stood back to see that I had in fact got into a red Infiniti G37, which was parked next to my grey Honda accord.

What made the moment even more embarrassing was that her sister came at the same time I was getting out of the car. She immediately caught on and was helpless with laughter I thought things couldn’t get any worse until I spotted all the gas station staff had witnessed the whole event and were also enjoying my embarrassment to the full. Never has a walk to my car felt so long and was only a few steps away. The walk of shame has no limits and does not discriminate. I only wanted some milk for my cereal. It was supposed to be a quick in and out and no-one would notice the PJ’s, since it was still dark. The worst part? They were Superman pajamas… I was 26.