Most Embarrassing Memories

I have many embarrassing moments (unfortunately), but there is one that stands out. I was about 10 years old and working on the boys clubhouse that was in the backyard hedge row. This was a community project with many boys across town helping to build it.

One day I was working inside the clubhouse and suddenly didn't hear any noise outside. Up to that point one could hear the hammers pounding and laughter. I stood up to look out the window to see why everything went strangely silent and as soon as I stood up I felt a pin pricking sensation by my groin. I had felt that many times before and immediately knew I was being stung. Everyone had run away because the pounding had angered a swarm of bees. The bee had crawled up my leg into my shorts and when I stood up, the pressure of the shorts on the bee angered it.

Instead of dropping my drawers in the privacy of the clubhouse, I ran outside to get away. I suddenly realized that the only way to get rid of the bee was to drop my drawers and all around me were neighbor girls. My two choices were: run inside the house and be stung another 10 times (risking the release of the bee in the house) or get embarrassed and get rid of the bee immediately. I went ahead and dropped my shorts.

No one knew what was going on so they all thought I was flashing everyone. After the bee rushed out, I had to explain what happened. Needless to say, the laughter commensed at my expense.