Whose most embarrassing moment was it?

When I was in the 7th grade, I pissed my pants.

Yes you read that correctly. No this post isn't about the details of that horrific incident, but since I'm sure you want to know how a 13 year old couldn't control herself and wet her pants like a toddler, I will make this long-story-short and do it in one breath.

<Takes big inhale> I was in drama rehearsal we were doing You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown I played Sally and I had to pee really badly but my scene hadn't started yet and so I had to wait and then during our break rushed to the nearest restroom which was locked and I couldn't find a janitor so I ran to the gym and bolted to the girls' locker room and as soon as I closed the stall door my body couldn't hold on so I peed my pants, my socks, my shoes, pretty much everything shirt down and I tried to wash my clothes in the sink like an idiot until the girls basketball team walked in after practice and saw me standing there ass out washing yellow socks and holding pants under the dryer to which they ridiculed me and I went to my gym locker to grab my p.e. shorts I left my soaking clothes in the locker room and walked, barefoot and commando, to a nearby teacher's classroom and asked to both use her phone and for a trash bag then called my mother to come pick me up because I couldn't go back to rehearsal.

<Exhales>

Okay so yes, terribly embarrassing, right? It was a entirely different walk of shame. I was sticky and smelled and had to carry a bag of wet dripping clothes, while I waited outside for my mother at the curb, still barefoot mind you. I didn't even bother to let my drama teacher know what happened. 20 minutes later my mother drives up, and as she pulls around, I see my dad's truck behind her. Umm I definitely didn't call him, so what was he also doing there….in a separate car?

He pulls around IN FRONT of my mother, rolls down his passenger window:

"I am so embarrassed by you. How could you do that? Why would you do that? You should be ashamed of yourself Sara!!!"

Then he drove off.

And I got in my mom's car.

Here's another wrench to throw into the mix, my dad owned his own electronic repair shop during that time. So, he had to have closed his shop down temporarily in order to drive to my school.

MY DAD CLOSED DOWN HIS SHOP TO DRIVE TO MY SCHOOL TO TELL ME HE WAS EMBARRASSED BY ME. 

Why couldn't he wait until he got home from work?! Was it THAT necessary to tell me to my face right then and there? Also, in regards to the question, "why would you do that?" -- NEWSFLASH dad, I didn't piss my pants on purpose. I didn't do it to tarnish the family name.

I ended up getting a lecture when he did come home from work and then he made me tell my teacher and cast mates that I had thrown up and went home. Which of course no one believed because of the whole girls-basketball-team-in-the-locker-room reveal. (Middle school was rough, y'all.)

So thanks dad for always telling me how you really feel. In real time.