Why is it that women's most embarrassing moments have to do with their garments?? I've got a good one:

I was working in downtown Dallas at the time, and I was taking my lunch hour to surreptitiously go on a job interview. I wore my best black dress and high heels, but was unable that particular morning to find my black slip. I'd resorted to the too-big white slip instead. As it was summertime and temperatures on the concrete streets and sidewalks in Texas were reaching about 102 degrees (F), I was wearing my pantyhose sans undies.

The wait for the bus to take me to the interview was blessedly short, and I gratefully stepped up to the doors as the bus pulled to a stop. Just as the doors opened and the driver turned his head, a gust of wind blew my skirt AND the slip up over my head! I quickly rearranged everything and walked up the steps of the bus to the smiling face of the driver. He kept grinning and winking at me the whole way to my stop -- I'd obviously made his day. I, on the other hand, arrived at the job interview red-faced and flummoxed. Needless to say, I didn't get the job.

-- Áine