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My Most Embarrassing Moment -Blogtober Day 29

So here's the thing. I can tell you that I always have found being sung happy birthday to, to be equally mortifying and embarrassing and I don't care for it. I love and appreciate the kindness it offers, but I am so uncomfortable when I'm the one with my name in that third verse.

On that note, just this year I went to lunch with some of mine and Hunter's family to celebrate the birthing of me, at a nice Italian restaurant. Towards the end of the deliciousness, my father dearest sneakily requested I be sung the ol'happy anthem.

Well, when he was told they didn't do that at this restaurant, he made enough of a fuss because next thing I know, our waiter comes out on the patio in front of God and everyone else enjoying their bruscetta, and starts belting out his best happy birthday song in a booming loud opera voice. He made eye contact with me the entire time, even standing in a pose with his hands cupping each other, while staring directly through my soul. All I could do was smile and say thank you repeatedly and wait for the torture to end.

So that's the short and simple of it, my friends. What is your most embarrassing moment?

Until we meet again,
M

Helene in Between Blogtober

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  1. I thought I was the only one who hated having happy birthday sung to me until at work they didn't sing happy birthday to a little girl. I just never know how to react other than awkwardly smiling. That situation must have been so embarrassing!!

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    1. Lol it was all good, it's just not my favorite thing to be part of :)

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  2. We didn't know that! Now we do.....

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