So it's official, you can't take me anywhere...

[Reverend_Smitty]

My aunt and I stop into McDonald's for a quick bite to eat and on the way out I decide to buy an ice cream sundae because it was only a dollar and quite frankly it's hot as hell up here. Of course I have to get it with hot fudge, that coupled with the 100 degree temperature outside, my ice cream immediately starts to turn soupy. By the time I get into the car there is a good inch of melted ice cream on the top of the container. I decide to take the lid off very carefully and drink the liquefied ice cream on top. Just as I am doing that, she hits a bump in the road and ice cream starts dribbling down my chin...I instinctively lean forward as to not get any on the seatbelt but as I do that I also tip the entire sundae forward as well. The rest of the liquefied ice cream spills out onto my lap. Thankfully I was wearing black basketball shorts and not my normal attire khaki shorts (it's just too hot for non mesh clothing today). So my hands, face and now thighs were covered in melted ice cream and of course ol' captain jack-ass aka me forgets to take a few napkins when I leave the restaurant. When I got home I jumped into the shower, thats how covered in ice cream I was.

This is the kind of thing you would expect from a child, not a grown ass woman like myself...so yeah, that's why you can't take me anywhere!

[Momgonepostal]

1. I'm sorry for laughing but it makes me feel better to know...

that other adults do things like that too.

I once opened a previously shaken Pepsi while driving and it exploded all over my shirt and lap. I was soaked but in a hurry to get to a function at my child's school so just went brown and soggy.

[Reverend_Smitty]

2. I laughed about it too...

I joked that there are certain fetishists that would pay good money for this kind of treatment. Thankfully I had nowhere to go this afternoon and I could properly clean myself up

[tinfoil tiaras]

3. aw, it's fine

when i'm drinking a beverage of some sort, i sometimes accedentally pick it up at a bad angle and woosh...coke/milk/whatever starts to dribble down my chin and onto my pants. Thank the lord i'm never wearing any of my really nice clothes (e.g. my designer jeans) when i do that. Cause then I would really go ape shit insane.

[RedCloud]

4. Dear reverend, I am going to take you somewhere!

To the top of the lounge listings. Enjoy!

Your story reminds me of when I didn't check thoroughly and somebody covered up the "Wo" part of Women in the bathroom area at a huge garden center.

So I get in and decide I need privacy. There was an usually large number of stalls. I get in one and start to do God's work. Then a "fellow" comes into the stall next to me and has on extremely feminine boots. Then "he" starts to pass gas as if "he" has been holding it in for hours and is practicing for the philharmonic...

Then in the other stall a "guy" comes in with a boy and methinks "Oh Lord why has thou forsaken me?" Finally they leave. I get up my courage to leave, but I have to wash my hands, but there is no hand wash nearby and even the urinals have not yet been placed on the walls. To make matters worse some ladies start to stream into the bathroom. As I go out the door thinking I missed out on something big with ladies in the men's room, a few more ladies smile and even wink. Then I turn around and see I was in the ladies' restroom.

I think that was my first "senior" moment.

[Reverend_Smitty]

5. lol...good story

I've accidentally walked into a mens room on a few occasions in my life, but usually only long enough to say whopsie and walk sheepishly out. On some level a woman walking into a mens room isn't as socially bad as a man walking into a woman's room