Like everyone, I've had a few embarrassing moments in my life. Here is one I can share.
We got walkie talkies as a gag gift from Steve's brother after I had Steve paged at Lowe's. I simply could not find him and got angry and gave up. He does this thing where he wanders off like a little kid. I look up and he's gone. Instinct tells me to stay where I am, like when you're lost in the woods, and he will come back, but he doesn't. So when he came to the service desk after being paged, he was fuming and growling like something rabid.
We used the walkie talkies when we would go grocery shopping. We each had our list and would use them to locate the other when done.
One Saturday he took one of the talkies out to the garage and I kept one in the house so we could communicate if we needed. We were very late in getting cell phones. So I hear his voice come over the talkie saying something a bit sexually suggestive. This would be normal for him, but the comment was not one he had said before. Well, being the good wife I am, I responded back with a suggestive comment. This went on a minute or two when he then asked me where I was. I began to get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Gosh, maybe this wasn't Steven. My fears were confirmed when he walked in from the garage to hear some pretty bad stuff coming from my walkie talkie. I explain I thought it was him, but it must be a neighbor kid or something. Steve took over from there and says some stuff to the guy I can't repeat. He then turns off the walkie talkie and turns to me shaking his head. What could I say?