I just realized both of my embarrassing stories involve the washroom...

I went with my best friend to Walt Disney World for her birthday. We go to a nice restaurant for birthday dinner. It's the end of the meal and I go to the ladies' room before we return to the hotel. Some of you might remember broomstick skirts, I had one with a drawstring waist that had little metal beads on it that jingled as I walked. Anyhow, I step out of the washroom with the hem of my skirt (it's a broomstick skirt - all those tiny little pleats - we're talking yards of fabric here) and my slip caught in the elastic waist band of my underwear. I get past maybe 4 or 5 tables when my friend shoves me back into the ladies' room as fast as she can. Unfortunately, everyone at those 4 or 5 tables saw my embarrassing blunder.

It's New Year's Eve, my junior year of college so we are talking mid '80s, big hair and big shoulder pads, 20+ years ago already. I'm with my two best friends at the time, we'd been hanging out at my house playing Monopoly and watching Dick Clark on TV. After midnight we decide to go get a quick drink since it is New Year's Eve, right? We order and I go to the ladies' room. Instead of being marked men/women the doors have those little figure signs on them - now, you have to believe me when I tell you I had not been drinking at all - I start to push open the men's room door by accident and even before I can process what I've done this guy goes, "Uh, honey, you belong on the other side." I was absolutely, 100% sober! My two girlfriends kept an eye out for the guy while I tried to hide my face.