What has been your most "unsmooth moment"

First time I did a catalog shoot. They had me modeling pajamas I pulled a boner............. you can fill in the rest of the story

I went on this date with a girl in high school. I was kind of immature at the time, or something (probably just weird), or shy or nervous. I forget where we went on the date, but it was over and I was dropping her off outside her house and it was that point where we were suppose to kiss. I knew it, but it didn't feel right or I don't know. Anyway, instead of kissing her like I was suppose to, I leaned in close and bit her (gently) on the nose. I seem to recall it didn't go over so well.

That was the same girl who stapled my finger after I kind of told her I wasn't interested in seeing her anymore, a couple weeks later (after we had actually kissed some). That hurt for a really long time (the stapled finger, not the kissing or break up).

Ah, youth.

Holy crap, you're a phlebotomist!? I love phlebotomists! I love saying the work phlebotomist!
Phlebotomist, phlebotomist, phlebotomist!!!

It's usually when I ask something really dumb or obvious.

> Holy crap, you're a phlebotomist!? I love phlebotomists! I love
> saying the work phlebotomist!
> Phlebotomist, phlebotomist, phlebotomist!!!

Ha, you're the first to say they love a phlebotomist! We usually clear a room, when we go into a patients room to draw blood, all of their guests leave.

I was really impressed at how well my daughter's friend put her look together, considering she was rather flabby, and told her "You make flesh look really good" - to which she rightfully I suppose replied "Wow, that's really creepy!".

Ah, now I actually read yours. Can't beat that.

long story but while working a night shift at the hospital when we used to have computer that was touch screen to check labs. there was a pen/pointer that you used to touch the screen and it was connected to the computer with a springy like attachment. i was checking labs on this particular night and talking to some of the nurses and then a code was called at which time i jumped up to run to the room, i put the pen in my pocket and started to run and was promptly pulled back to the computer because i was attached. luckily, it was a false alarm because i don't think anyone around me could move they were laughing at me so hard!!

thats a good one!

cant remember..... loads of foot in mouth ones though

> cant remember..... loads of foot in mouth ones though

Foot in mouth stories would be good....................

I Have posted this...when i was about 17, 1st full time job and I said to the new secretary "what a face, who else was hurt in the accident?" (thinking i was being obnoxiously funny) she broke down sobbing?????.......I found out later she had been thrown through a windscreen in a car accident and as a result ONLY wore high neck tops/shirts to cover the scarring

The only ones I can think of are just TOO recent. I'll spill in a couple of years.

Yes, I would call that pretty unsmooth

life
I'm a dork

I love it. I recently had a resident fall. To get her up I professionally put a gait belt around her waist. As we lifted her up her walker came up with her...attached!!!!I had buckled the belt through the wheel of her FWW. I have gone down in history now at work as the biggest dork ever!!!

Which one??? I can't think of anything specific and why would I want to share it here?

> Which one??? I can't think of anything specific and why would I want
> to share it here?

Because we are you SC family

Oh, honestly, nothing comes to mind! I know there are plenty of incidents in my life. I thought about removing the last part of my post but decided to go with it. But in thinking about this I finally came up with one...

4th grade teacher had me come to the front of the class, for some I am sure unforgiveable sin I had committed, so she could give me a whack with the paddle with wholes to maximize speed and pain. Not only was it painful but embarrassing since I had these light weight loose fitting pants on and when the thing hammered my butt it also created enough wind to balloon out my pants to comic proportions!!!

Slamming a door on someone's face. I didn't know she was in the doorway.

> Oh, honestly, nothing comes to mind! I know there are plenty of incidents
> in my life. I thought about removing the last part of my post but
> decided to go with it. But in thinking about this I finally came up
> with one...
>
> 4th grade teacher had me come to the front of the class, for some
> I am sure unforgiveable sin I had committed, so she could give me
> a whack with the paddle with wholes to maximize speed and pain. Not
> only was it painful but embarrassing since I had these light weight
> loose fitting pants on and when the thing hammered my butt it also
> created enough wind to balloon out my pants to comic proportions!!!

How embarrassing, I'm from the time of paddling in school too. I'm glad they did away with that one. I got paddled for something I didn't even do, when I was in grade one. I can still remember the humiliation I felt.

I've had many of them. The one that I still remember and feel the worst about was when I failed to think of a funny comment in time and blurted something out to a friend that wasn't particularly nice.

> I've had many of them. The one that I still remember and feel the
> worst about was when I failed to think of a funny comment in time
> and blurted something out to a friend that wasn't particularly nice.

That feels awful when you hurt a friends feelings. When I was in school my best friend had a really bad complexion, one time someone called her pizza face, before I could control it I laughed. I felt horrible for a long time.

Ouch.
The bummer is that later I thought of the perfect thing to say. Oh well.

The time I told my cousin to tell his mom to run down to the store for something. I didn't realize her legs were amputated.
OOgs, I have thousands of these.

I think I've told this story too many times already.

> Ha, you're the first to say
> they love a phlebotomist!
> We usually clear a room,
> when we go into a patients
> room to draw blood, all of
> their guests leave.
>

I love a phlebotomist as long as it's not a noobie. I dread noobs. I used to have veins that phlebotomists admired...... after some hospital stays years ago, a noobie is likely to stab me 4-5 times looking for a vein.

I've probably told this story before. It mortified me at the time.

So my ex's sister is covered in scars from head to toe. As an infant, she was burned severely in a house fire and spent her childhood getting skin grafts. She is missing half of one finger on one hand.

My ex and his brother were out late at night fishing and she and I were driving around in the country, looking for them in possible fishing spots. As we're driving around, we're passing a bowl/pipe. I was already starting to get that familiar stoned, slightly paranoid feeling... but we kept passing it.

She finally goes to hand me the bowl and I reach over and I'm tugging and pulling, but she's not releasing the bowl.

She says....... "Um, that's my finger." Turns out, I was yanking on her stub in the dark.

I know what you mean, it was my job to train newbies and I would always stress, do not move the needle around looking for a vein. Two pokes was the limit, after that I would take over.

I love the ones like you that hang around.

I once had this real nervous kid.... looked about 14. The lady training him must have been busy and left us alone. I warned him..... he looked at my arms.... and he wimped out.

I'm always so impressed when someone can efficiently and almost painlessly slide that needle in, despite my hidden veins....

That reminds me, in class you never wanted to get the shaky partner!

I'm sure when you are learning, it's really stressful....knowing you could inflict pain and piss someone off at the same time.

I guess you never want to seem new at anything.... I teach the people I train in customer service that confidence is everything when gaining trust. If you have to, fake it until you figure it out... and your life will be easier.

Good advice!

I was reading my comment here..... and I'm not sure I really conveyed the horror of being stoned to the bone and finding out you were just tugging on someone's partial appendage.

New un-smooth moment:

My kid and I had just gotten home this evening and we were standing in the dark on the front porch while I fumbled around with my keys.

Because we were all alone, and because I needed to.... I let a loud fart. I immediately said "Mary!" in an accusing tone. As I was laughing at her protests, I turned around and realized there were two joggers on the sidewalk in front of the house.

> New un-smooth moment:
>
> My kid and I had just gotten home this evening and we were standing
> in the dark on the front porch while I fumbled around with my keys.
>
>
> Because we were all alone, and because I needed to.... I let a loud
> fart. I immediately said "Mary!" in an accusing tone. As I was laughing
> at her protests, I turned around and realized there were two joggers
> on the sidewalk in front of the house.

After birth it's pretty much all been downhill from there.