HiI know of two embarrasing moments. The first was when my friend asked a blind man directions to a chip shop!! The second happened while I was at 'Moor and Coast' festival in the UK in a little town called Whitby. It happened on 1/5/99 so not very long ago!
I was playing my accordion around the sessions and a lot of people were complementing me on my playing but there was this one guy that just kept talking, talking,talking,talking,talking, talking,
talking, talking talking
talking talking
talking
and talking
He was sort of saying he was not worthy of being around someone who play so good, I took it as a big complement but by the 10th time in the same conversation you begin to think if he's just very good at being sarcastic.
So he decided to follow me around the festival as he wanted to hear as much of my playing as he possibly could, as he POSSIBLY playing. Personally by this time he was becoming a 'pain in the butt' but thats Ok cos I wasn't in a church. Its also important to note he thought he was the best singer on the planet, no universe, no even bigger then that and actually (to put it mildly) he wasn't, in fact he couldn't really sing very well at all.
So this whole story culminated on Sunday night in a pub. He wanted to sing to me so I could witness such a good singer in action (Not to bad so far) EXEPT he wanted to sing to me in the mens toilets. At this point my whole life flashed befor my eyes and I also had to slap myself areound the face to be sure I wan't having a MAD dream. I wasn't
Having spoken to me for what felt like 2 hour I knew that the only way I could get rid of him was to go into the mens toilets and listen to him.
I went!!, Why, Am I dreaming, can someong bring me back to reallity at this point!!!!!!!!!!!!
He sang (Or tried!) I told him he was exelent and I wish I could sing like that and he wondered in to the sing a round and I hjave never seen him since, Thank god
Is that story OK fot your embarasing situations then?
If you ask me its crazy, No that guys crazy
If you know what man I am talking about, or in fact you are that man reading this, I think you were drunk most of the times I saw you and you probably don't remember doing anyway.
Bye, Sam