I got caught fooling around with some Iowa fan from Carrol in a bathroom at the metrodome
The lady isn't bad lookin.... I wouldn't be embarrassed... Wait... I guess you were at a Hawkeye game.. Reason enough.
I got caught fooling around with some Iowa fan from Carrol in a bathroom at the metrodome
The lady isn't bad lookin.... I wouldn't be embarrassed... Wait... I guess you were at a Hawkeye game.. Reason enough.
:biglaugh::biglaugh::biglaugh::biglaugh:I got caught fooling around with some Iowa fan from Carrol in a bathroom at the metrodome
done it after half time at lincoln 2 years agoI wiped out running onto the field a few years ago...in front of a full stadium. Luckily the guy behind me was quick on the uptake and yanked the stupid freshman (me) up onto his feet.
Way to the Hawks into a thread that has absolutely nothing to do with them...you're a clever one.
My freshman year of cheerleading I was standing on the concourse behind the north end zone with my back turned to the field so I could talk to my teammates. The players were warming up kicking drills and had people there to catch. Well, one punt got away from the ball shagger and it was a line drive to the back/side of my head. No one even had time to yell my name. I fell over and my knees were bloody and scraped. Later during the game, the coach asked me if I was the cheerleader that fell, and he said sorry. It was humiliating.
Huh. One of my most embarrassing moments was being knocked out by a cheerleader during a MBB pre-game at Hilton.
Back in the day, a cheerleader used to do backflips up and down the court right before the national anthem. (For those who remember, she was blond with pigtails as long as she was tall) I did colorguard for ROTC. She got slightly off her backflip line, and creamed me, while I was standing on the free-throw line. I saw her coming all along, but wouldn't violate the position of attention, hoping that she'd somehow miss me.
Came to with medical people tending to both of us, all tangled up on the floor. In front of 14,000+ people, all quiet and staring.
It's 1994 and we're (then boyfriend, now husband & I) finally graduating! It's Thursday night of finals week and my BF has a job interview. Since he was in a suit, I threw on a dress. He got back just in time for us to meet up and head to the Knoll for an ice cream social with President Jischke, open to those graduating. Well, the problem was that the ice cream event was WEDNESDAY NIGHT...
We walk up the Knoll driveway (the place is suspiciously quiet) and ring the doorbell. The butler, in tails, opens the door, and wisks us inside. Before we know it, we've been handed name tags on which we write our names and we're standing in a small group of people, including the Martin & Patty Jischke and a few other people. Hugh Sidey, editor of Time magazine (who was to be the speaker at commencement on Saturday) introduces himself. Someone asks if we're the undergraduate students from the journalism department. Ummm, nope, we're here for ice cream. :wideeyed: In the few seconds it takes for this to all happen, we've also been offerred a drink, so I'm standing there with a fuzzy navel in my hand. Patty steps in, offers us a tour, and has us moved into another room in an instant. We are speechless, mortified, and crazily looking around the place for a back door, open window, hell, a crack in the floor. The butler is off in the distance have a fit, because there are white tablecloth tables set up and they only have enough Duck Flambe for those invited - NOT us interlopers too.
From the moment we realize we're in the wrong place at the wrong time we both have a hand over our name tags. I gulp the fuzzy navel.
Patty invites us to stay. No, no, no, no, no, we say. Then Martin Jischke comes in and chat. He looks at my significant other, and says, "Say, are you related to XXXX because you look just like her." OMG. His older sister worked in the Alumni Association, and out of the freaken blue Marty nails the relationship between us, the idiots who can' keep a calendar, and his older sister who is fairly high up the food chain with the Alumni Association.
To this day, I can't remember if we got out oft here via Back door or the front.
Sidey's commencement speech was about making mistakes. Through the whole thing we're sliding down our chairs on the floor of Hilton. I just *know* at any moment he's going to tell this funny story about two idiots at the Knoll. He never does. Our diplomas are signed. The BF's sister nearly hyperventilates when we tell her. I still get accepted into grad school.
We still laugh about it until we lapse into the silent laugh. :biglaugh:
Outside of that, there's a lot of things I SHOULD be embarssed about, but I'm not, because I lack shame. And I'd probably get banned for posting them.
I think the most embarrassing thing to happen to me at ISU was when I missed a final because I read the finals schedule wrong. Luckily it was one of the huge classes that everyone in the College of Business has to take so the prof let me come to the second finals session. It was quite embarrassing, so I was glad only the prof knew how stupid I was.
I got caught fooling around with some Iowa fan from Carrol in a bathroom at the metrodome
Then Martin Jischke comes in and chat. He looks at my significant other, and says, "Say, are you related to XXXX because you look just like her." OMG. His older sister worked in the Alumni Association, and out of the freaken blue Marty nails the relationship between us, the idiots who can' keep a calendar, and his older sister who is fairly high up the food chain with the Alumni Association.