what is the funniest thing that has happened to you?

A funny but embarrassing moment. Had a week away with my new boyfriend and his children, we were not abroad but somewhere in Bournemouth, we went to the local swimming centre, when I got there I realized that I hadn’t my black bikini bottoms, had the top, so went to the nearest tescos store- no swimwear there to purchase, so wait for it got a pack of 2 pairs of black knickers! Determined not to say anything whilst we were queuing to go down the penny drop, but did so telling my now step children what had happened. That story still pops up now and again, all roll up laughing.

Years ago my adult son spotted a pet rabbit on our street. I said I knew there was a family who had rabbits. We knocked the door but no answer. So he took the rabbit round the back and put it in the hutch. Then the family arrived home and were confused about this stranger in their back garden. I was trying to explain but they didn't know me either. Son and I scuttled off while the family looked very suspiciously at us.

crazyH

The funniest thing that happened to me - I walked all the way to work with my dress tucked in my knickers 😂- I used to wear skirts/dresses those days

That happened to me back in the day- I had my nurses uniform on under my mac, because it was made of some polyester it rode up over my stockings, plus, suspenders were also the fashion back then so the whole shabang was on show walking up the road- no wonder I had so many horns beeping. Surprised I was arrested 🤣
Maybe today could have reported them for non- hate crime ( because you aren’t supposed beep or wolf- whistle at people now). Still laugh about it now.
As for that old dear, what a lovely thing- bet it made her day 😊

That's brilliant. Love it. I'm so pleased she was made up..
Funniest thing for me was.
It was our mams funeral and our granddaughter asked if she could come in the car with the us.
We went yes hop in.. She's 3yrs old. Sat between my brother and I.. The funeral men sat driving.. She went as loud as she could I've got Nitts..the car nearly came to a halt. Everyone backed away from her.. The faces of the people was so funny. Then we all cracked out laughing.. The drivers shoulders were shaking with laughing.. Now that's the best send off our mother would have loved..

Wasn’t arrested 🙄

Surfingsal - what a lovely heartwarming post, a nice start to my day. Glad you got some flowers for yourself eventually!

The funniest thing - well my mother thought it was! (I didn't quite feel the same)......

That was quite a few years ago - when I was living in a housing association block of accommodation in a little flat. All our personal front doors opened off one of the corridors. Cue for in the middle of the night and me all tucked up in bed and my front door bell went. I didn't stop to think why it was going so late at night - and I answered it. Duh! ~slapheadsmilie.

There was the first renter of my flat (ie he was No. 1 to rent it and I was No. 3 to do so) standing there outside it stark naked. I was a little taken aback - and only knew him enough to recognise who he was (ie now living in a bigger flat on a different floor in the same block).

I was still a bit gobsmacked when he pushed past me into my sitting room, plonked himself down on my sofa and making himself at home. Cue for me asking "What have you taken?" (thinking he must have taken some drugs) and he just replied "I'm high on Life" and invited me to kiss his feet!!! (which I obviously declined). The conversation went in a rather wierd way all round and I had managed to persuade him to borrow one of my dressing gowns to wrap round himself. I finally also managed to persuade him that we both wanted to "visit" with the same age/ie youngish couple next door (even though it was about 1 a.m. by that time). Thankfully they opened the door - whilst I stood behind him signalling for them to ring the police. Luckily they took him in and they did ring the police. Cue for me going back into my flat.

The next day my (very conservative) mother was visiting and sitting on the sofa when the next door woman came and handed me back my dressing gown. I hadn't even realised my mother had a sense of humour at all until then - but she sat there killing herself laughing when she got told just why the neighbour had my dressing gown.

Final upshot was the guy came calling on me again (this time fully dressed and in the middle of the day) and apologised for his behaviour and said it had been some sort of psychiatric episode and offered me a choice of a wooden table or a huge potted plant he had as an apology. I took the plant....

My time in that housing association road was certainly "interesting" - in more ways than one....

That was such a kind thing to do for your neighbour, I don’t think any of mine would be so kind.

Growing0ldDisgracefully

What a lovely start to this thread, and what lovely people you and your son are.
In response to the original subject and funny things which have happened to me: I was away with my son and husband at our caravan and went to sit in one of our camp chairs. Clearly the mature fabric of the chair was unequal to dealing with my mature (OK fat) backside and my rear went straight through the seat, resulting in me being stuck, legs pointing upwards and trapped in the seat frame. My very ungallant son and husband did not rush to my rescue. Rather, after practically wetting themselves laughing at my undignified plight, they rushed to get phone cameras to take unflattering pictures.
You can choose your friends but not your family.....

This reminds me of the time I got a late night phone call from my mum who lived over an hour away from me. Her home was very cluttered and the settee was often a place to keep anything she needed to hand. She had decided that a camping chair was more comfortable and convenient. This night she sat on it and like you went through it!! We were both laughing, and there was no way I could help. Eventually she used the settee to rock over, and get herself out. She was adamant it was either that or me, no way was she using the alarm call.
After that we insisted she got a proper chair and kept at least part of the settee clear. We often laughed about it.

My late FIL and MIL once came to visit us for a week in the summer, we live by the seaside they in the midlands. With 2 kids and a fairly large dog we were a busy household and generally when we were in, the patio doors to the back garden were always wide open so the kids and dog could come and go as they pleased. This particular day my husband and I were in and out with washing, getting stuff out out for the kids, playing etc.
We asked if the in-laws wanted to go out anywhere locally which they did so everyone came in, husband locked the patio doors and we made our way to the front door. Next thing there came an almighty bang and we looked to find MIL in a daze having walked full steam into the shut patio doors. My FIL was beside himself laughing and thankfully she was ok. Then as we finally headed out of the front door she closed it behind her by pulling the knocker on the letterbox which came off as she did so!! There was a third thing but I’m too polite to tell that story 😊 She was the best MIL a gal could wish for and I miss them both terribly.

How lovely.! That’s properly cheered me up ! Thanks. X

The time I was a teenage waitress and whizzing up the stairs of the little cafe to the 2nd floor, carrying a tray of tea cups. A spoon flipped up, flew over the metal bannister and landed in a cup on a table below, splashing tea all over the seated man. I ran down, tried to mop him up, almost in tears - and he offered me a job in his own cafe in a nearby town!
And the time I was 18 and working in a bar....Put my hand under the counter to take out a pint mug and fill it. Flipped it over - but it was already the right way up and full of beer. The beer drenched me from my waist to my feet. The elderly man I was serving calmed me down - and told me that his son owned an up market dress shop and I was to go there the next day and choose any dress I wanted! (He was a lovely man who came in at opening time when it was quiet, just for a chat. Completely innocent intentions - he'd not long lost his wife and was lonely). My dad vetoed the offer and shortly afterwards I left for college and never saw that lovely man again..
Then there was the time I got into our ancient double bed and the base fell flat on the floor.....

My late parents went away leaving me and my younger brother at home to fend for ourselves for the first time. My older brother was at uni and little bro was 17 and I was 19. We were pretty well behaved, no max parties or anything, but the dishes and washing piled up ridiculously. Last day before the return of the parents and I had an interview. I wore a long, close fitting houndstooth skirt and very pretty wool v necked jumper. The job was working at a kennels, so required someone fit and healthy.

As I was getting ready for the interview I realised I had no clean smalls, having not bothered with the washing.

No problem, nip into Mum’s room and raised her drawer. One pair of black satin cami knickers. No other pants in the drawer - that should have caught my attention!

Interview going well. They interviewed us all together. I had to walk to write on a board, stood up and my knickers feel down! However, my skirt was long and I had good reflexes. I managed to catch the knickers between my knees! I then had to walk, across the room with my knees clamped together like a vice! I must have looked like an odd penguin!

The pants had been left in the drawer as the elastic had gone! I didn’t get the job… 😂

I remember many many years ago when I was a very small girl just learning about using the big loo instead of a potty. My very dear Gran escorted me to the loo and I managed to balance on the seat quite well until I suddenly fell back and down the loo. I remember the feeling of panic as I looked up at my legs sticking out the top. I was completely jammed in. What was a worse feeling was the one of betrayal as my darling Gran not only laughed but ran to fetch the others so they could enjoy my predicament. They all thoroughly enjoyed it. I suppose I'm lucky that nobody filmed it. I was eventually helped out but never forgot it

Years ago, I was working late at work. I was concerned my younger son might be home before his older siblings and wonder where everyone was. He had a key but was still quite young. I was phoning the house every ten minutes or so to catch him when he got in and let him know I wouldn't be long.
I was also expecting a new member of staff to come in the next day and was trying to get through to her on the phone to confirm the time she would be coming in.
At last, I got hold of my son ( or so I thought) and said "Are you in on your own pet?"
I received a grunt in response, so repeated my question.
The response was "Who is this?"
My son was always playing pranks, and I assumed was pretending not to know it was me. I gave what seemed a reasonable retort to such a prank and said " It's Mr Magoo" - as one does!
The puzzled "huh??" which followed made me realise I was in fact speaking to the son of our new staff member rather than my son ( having lost track of which number I had called).
I spent the next 6 months apologising to the new staff member for traumatising her son (who was about the same age and sounded very similar to my son).
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On a recent cruise on a small cruise ship somewhere in Iceland, I saw some beautiful scenery as we sailed by.

I quickly nipped out onto the balcony to capture the moment and suddenly a face came around the balcony separator. I didn't have a stitch on (I was about to get dressed!), and apologised.

The woman said told me not to worry - she had seen everything before (she was a nurse)! Needless to say, she admitted she has done the same thing, not to waste the picture perfect moment!

Another time, I saw that the ship was near a massive patch of sea ice one evening and we had stopped (we would attempt a sea ice walk the next morning). The scenery was beautiful and I wanted to take a photograph, but it was growing dark. I didn't want to gear up into warm outdoor clothes so I went down to the bow in my dressing gown and my flipflops! It must have been a sight for the Officers on the Bridge, and passengers on the bow! And I had to keep a hold on things because the wind was blowing. I really couldn't care less what people thought of me.

As the 'Big girl' of the family. now 4 years old, my heavily pregnant mother decided I was sensible enough to show would-be house buyers the attic floor
I skipped upstairs happily and they came panting slowly afterwards. I had a secret and could hardly wait to ask them " Would you like to see the wood-worm holes my daddy found?

I was puzzled that my parents did not congratulate me on telling our visitors the truth

What a truly lovely thing to do Surfingsal and your son sounds just as lovely, kind and thoughtful as you

My funny moment; My H&I were being taken out to dinner by the assistant Manager of a new job we were about to start. It was in South Africa and I'd just bought a lovely african outfit of a full length skirt and matching halterneck top, so it actually looked like a full length dress. It was tipping down of rain, so we all had our raincoats on, just before walking into the dinning room, with the ass. manager turning to hold the door for me to enter, I wiped my raincoat off, which in turn wipped my halterkneck top off [no bra]! The ass. manager discreetly turned and walked into the dinning room whilst my H shielded me with his coat as I made myself respectable again

I was at my cousin's wedding, with a drink in one hand, and a plate of food in the other.

I stopped to talk to my uncle, and as I was talking, the straps flittered down my arms, and the too of my dress rolled down to my waist.
I was wearing a strapless bra, luckily.

I have 2 pairs of shoes in the same design but one pair is black and the other is blue. After a busy morning, including a visit to the doctor I got home to discover I was wearing one of each.

Bessieb

I have 2 pairs of shoes in the same design but one pair is black and the other is blue. After a busy morning, including a visit to the doctor I got home to discover I was wearing one of each.

I went to work one day like that. Didn't realise unti a male colleague pointed it out.
Navy looks pretty much like black first thing in the morning!

MissAdventure

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As a very shy 17 year old, terrified about taking my driving test, I felt something 'ping' as I was approaching the car, after collecting the examiner at the test centre. My suspender belt had snapped! I quickly got in and we set off on the test. At every gear change I could feel my stockings descending further...

Inevitably I was so tense that I got cramp, and was forced to request a pause in the test. This was agreed and I pulled over and tried to massage my foot. The male, grey haired, stern looking examiner suggested I get out and try to walk it off. I was about to agree when I realised what would happen if I stood up, and I assured him I was okay to carry on (I wasn't!). With clenched knees we proceeded round the rest of the course, with me yanking up the belt whenever he looked away or wrote something.

By the time we got back to the test centre my nerves had completely gone, I didn't care about the test, all I wanted was for it to be over. I made a complete hash of parallel parking, although it wasn't part of the test at that time. I sat there miserably waiting for the failed slip so that I could get home and rescue the situation. 'Well Miss B, I am sure it will come as no surprise to you...' Here there was a pause, Strictly Come Dancing style... 'that you have passed!' It took a while to sink in, I was still focussed on that wretched band of elastic. He filled in the paperwork, congratulated me and got out of the car. I was desperately wondering in if I could some how pull belt and stockings off completely, but my instructor was already at the door, with an enquiring raised eyebrow. 'I passed' I mumbled. He was already yanking open the door, as I would not be allowed to drive after the test. To my horror he flung his arms round me, apparently I was the first person he had ever got through the test and I had just saved his job! He was very keen to celebrate, offering to drive me anywhere I liked, and was really disappointed when I said I just wanted to go home. Arriving there, clutching the belt through my skirt, I fled into the house and upstairs to my room where I locked the door and at last was able to replace the wretched gatment. My parents were hammering on the door with assurances that it didn't matter, no one passes first time, I could always try again etc. I eventually emerged grinning from ear to ear, and they got the full story. I have dined out on that experience for years!

My late aunt and her husband were at a fancy Masonic doo. Be upstanding for …and please rise and raise your glasses for … type of dinner.

Anyway she had on a long string of pearls (not real) and as she bent down to resume her seat they had looped over the dish of prawn cocktail in front of her. She didn’t notice, sat down and the necklace dragged the dish onto her lap. She felt the thud. Panicked she looked about her. No-one had noticed! She surreptitiously looked down into her lap …and there was the prawn cocktail right side up! She nonchalantly quietly placed it back on the tablecloth in front of her and picked up her fork.