Embarrassment
Was I Really That Pathetic
There are moments in life when you look back and you ask yourself, 'What was I thinking?' Believe me I've done this a lot when remembering things I've done. However, there is once incident that stands out as my most desperate, yet humorous.
By Anita L Worthey5 years ago in Confessions
No Regrets, But Still Mortified...
Earlier in my career, as a licensed medical massage practitioner, I made a mistake that left me mortified; and yet, after 15 years, when I think about it, it leaves me cringing with the emotions of fear and of disbelief. It all started when my business was less than 5 years old, and everything was going according to plan. I was on a high with achieving all of my goals and everything was working out in my favor. One would have thought that I was kissed by a lucky lady bug or touched by a lucky leprechaun, but I wasn’t. Anyhow, one day, a client invited me to be a part of a business expo (some call them business conventions), that allowed businesses to showcase their products and services, to a community of other like-minded business people. I immediately accepted the invitation, as I attributed most of my success on having a very aggressive marketing and advertising business plan for my company:
By Princess Rev. Nnedi Iwuchukwu, M.Msc., LMT, LMI, MMP, Yogi 5 years ago in Confessions
Hello DCF
Yes, that kind of text. The kind that keeps your marriage engaging, that says "I'm an unwrapped gift waiting for you." If anything, we should be celebrating that a couple 15 years into their marriage (one of us having a midlife awakening/crisis) are still enjoying each other. But DCF???? How???
By Jamie Lynn Wilson5 years ago in Confessions
The Ulfberht Incident
I had recently completed my master’s degree in library science. A new grad-school grad, I’d decided to treat myself with something I had wanted for a long time. Something I had been obsessing over since I’d first learned about it as a teenager. Something that all women desire at some point.
By Lauren Triola5 years ago in Confessions
Changing looks by getting Locs
"I want to shave it off!" I uttered through my gritted teeth one day, frustrated, whilst yanking at the strings of bedhead knots trapped between the bristles of my paddle brush. I envisioned hacking off the tangled nest that lay above my head and how alleviated I would feel not having to manage a constant hairdo. Had I had a pair of scissors to hand or an electric razor in that moment, I would have committed recklessly to do the deed right there and then; but I didn't, so the vision quickly drifted as I slumped into my mundane morning routine of a 'quick comb' into a mid-pony. Simple and easy. No hassle for aching arms or trying to get an even partition; this was my go-to style since middle school.
By Rose Jones5 years ago in Confessions
Stuck!!!
There are now two days left in the No Regrets challenge and I have bared my soul and let the readers in on numerous cringe-worthy moments in my life. Another one just came to mind so here I am sharing yet again. This embarrassing situation came in 2011 after a faulty water heater began leaking. It took a while for us to figure out what was going on because there was thick carpet on most of the floors in the house. The water must have been leaking onto the floorboards without our knowledge and we assume that it shorted out the ground wire because one day out lights simply went out.
By Cheryl E Preston5 years ago in Confessions
3 Powerful Lessons from Mother Nature
When I was studying for a business degree at University I had to take a Statistics course. During that first semester I failed epically. This was especially embarrassing because my father was a highly respected educator. I should have been the star student, but I wasn't. Shame-faced, I decided to speak with my father and tell him just how bad things were.
By Rejoice Denhere5 years ago in Confessions
Retention Lesson at The Swain School
Retention Lesson at The Swain School Scott Jarrett Back in about 1959, when I was seven years old, I loved getting to Swain Country Day School in Allentown, Pennsylvania before my classes started. There was a nice playground in the back of the school with a swing set. The same swing set where the year before I had dared my brother Grant to let go of the chains when he was at his highest swing. He let go, flew off the swing, and landed flat on his back, completely winded. I felt really bad about that, but mostly because I couldn’t stop laughing, although I still feel terrible about it. The playground was a nice warm-up to a school day, to which I always looked forward.
By Scott Jarrett5 years ago in Confessions
