The most embarrassing moment in 2011 writing challenge – my Story.

I hate being rushed! Of course there is a good reason for this, usually when I am rushed I end up forgetting something extremely important. In this case it was two things I forgot which really put the clincher on the day for me.

I was running out of time and had to make it to the store at last moment before my company was due to arrive. Of course it couldn’t have been just a couple of items either. Oh no, I needed a few special food items for my impending guests since they were vegetarian while I am a proud meat eater. Well needless to say, I was under prepared since they had just given me the notice of their “surprise visit” due in an hour.

Out of the door I ran and walked in a brisk walk to the closest Market. I almost flew through the aisles gathering the things I needed and came to the checkout counter being slightly out of breath with well over 30 items.

As the Cashier was ringing the items up a line started forming behind me. It never fails, when you are about to embarrass yourself you are going to have an audience. I received the grand total, opened my purse and ….

Yup you guessed it my wallet was still nice and snug at home on my writing desk where I had left it after making an online purchase. Talking about my face being as red as a tomato and to my horror I didn’t even bring my cell phone with me so I could call my husband to bring me some money.

Needless to say the people in line behind me were none to happy with me and being forced to wait for the cashier to cancel the order.

When I arrived back home my guests were already there, waiting outside the front door with the air of long suffering. “We told you we were on our way!” Julie announced loud enough for my neighbors to hear clearly. I just swallowed and said to her turning even redder approximately the color of a fire truck. “Well if you think that is bad you will really hate it when I tell you that I just forgot to take my wallet with me to the grocery store to get you something to eat.  I need to go back. Someone give me a ride down there?”

I hurried inside the house, grabbed my wallet and cell. When I got back to the store and after I gathered my items together again my luck sure held. The only Cashier on duty was the same lady who had checked me out before. When she recognized me, she asked with a smirk. “Want to make sure you brought some money this time before I get started again?” I hung my head and held up my money… “I think we are good!”

Yes, there is a reason I hate to be rushed and now you know why!