I didn’t know the office copier jammed as I was printing my tax return. My co-worker came to my desk to hand me the last 20 pages that printed out after I left-- cringe…
Ouch.
Well, it’s only 7:22 am. All I’ve done so far is get my 12 year old ready to go to the beach with her friend (who, of course, is fast asleep and not yet answering texts, in spite of instructions to be there “at regular school time” 
) and make myself tea and an English Muffin.
So far, so good.
But the day is young.
Ouch.
Nothing to report here . . . yet. 
Wouldn’t the most embarrassing part be that it’s September and you still haven’t filed your taxes?
Mine is a brain glitch. I forgot the password on my main personal e-mail account – and I forgot it for long enough so that I went to the trouble of changing my password. Of course, I remembered the old password as soon as I was finished doing that. But it’s too late.
Let my 18 yo leave the house in “those” shorts without saying anything. I have previously mentioned my displeasure time and time again. We have so many things to work on with her that I have decided to choose my battles. I was hoping public shaming would help my case but that doesn’t seem to be working out.
Ouch. I still haven’t done my tax yet. But all I have to do is type in my trading records from Scottrade. I don’t trust the import function of Turbo Tax.
Nothing yet. But as @bjkmom said, the day is young.
I ate a bag of chips at midnight, so that counts as “today” right? Actually I started at 11:30 and finished them after midnight, so that’s two days of embarrassment out of one bag of chips!
^^^Very efficient.
I thought it was early enough in the morning today to sneak out to the mailbox sans pants, without being spotted by any neighbors.
Alas, it was not early enough.
@HeliMo74 And there’s no mail today anyway, so your embarrassment was in vain.
We were out of town this weekend, so I was checking for Saturday’s mail. All that for an Office Depot flyer and Arby’s coupons.
I must have stepped in fresh dog poop this morning while trying to drag out the heavy trash cans to street. Got to Home Depot and could not figure out why everything smelled like dog poop. It was me!! Now its all over car mat inside car and after all that i realized they arent even going to pick up trash today
I’m sorry, but I need clarification! What specifically do you mean “sans pants”? Wearing a robe? Long nightshirt that is the length of a mini-dress? T-shirt and modest undies? Or …?
I got all ready to head out to my favorite bike shop to see if they were having a sale on new bikes, only to find that they are closed today. No labor day sale?!?!?!
T-shirt and modest undies!
Something H did last week that totally embarrassed me. H got a “performance action plan” at work (nothing to do with actual job performance–company politics). I made a copy of it, and wrote comments on the each of the items–writing these at different times over several days in different ink/pencil, different handwriting–underlining/circling words for emphasis, random thoughts vertically in the margins, whole paragraphs horizontally between items, points that could be helpful to H, but also somewhat ranting/venting etc.I suggested that H should show the “action plan” to his co-worker (so the co-worker could see what out-of-state management is up to). Well, H took MY copy–with comments scribbled all over it (not his clean copy) and gave it to his co-worker! As soon as he told me he’d done that, OMG–I thought I was going to have a stroke. I was sweating. H immediately texted the co-worker, who was (fortunately) still at the office, so H went and changed papers with him. I was hoping the co-worker hadn’t looked at it, but he laughed and told H, “Your wife shoulda been a lawyer!” Cringe and double-triple-quadruple cringe.
It’s a gorgeous day. I should be outside. Instead, I’m indoors, in front of a screen, scrolling through CC. That’s embarrassing.
@helimom74 – thanks for the clarification! That’s definitely in the embarrassing-but-not-scandalous category! They probably thought you were wearing a bathing suit!
And I was patting myself on the back for filing in September… This is the first time in about a decade that I’ve filed before October.