I have a habit of putting myself into situations where I end up being very embarrassed. When I was a teenager I was walking in the mall with my Mom and sister K. We were walking under a escalator area thingy and it had a shelf up high with a man mannequin on it in some sort of a manly pose. I looked up at it and said in a very silly voice and way, " hello there mister man! I see you mister man!" My Mom and sis looked at me with a mixture of horror and shock and down right laughing at me, and asked me what was I doing? I said I was talking to the man on the shelf...they looked and said, "oh, thought you were talking to the clerk" The MALE clerk was laughing behind the register. All this happened very fast as we were walking past, but it seemed to be a loooong time. I am very silly...I know.
I don't know how many times I've made some sort of noise, or said some sort of word, or used some sort of voice at just the same time that all and I mean ALLL of the room goes quiet.
I managed a glass shattering belch in a Pizza Hut just at the same time the Juke Box finished a song...I've had to talk to a bus boy with whipped cream on my nose (K had some on hers too I think)...I've used the Church bathroom as my personal echo chamber only to find out that the whole church was listening to me...I've often been caught be-boppin' to some tunes while driving-not a pretty sight...I have been forbidden by my daughter to use the phrase "none-yo" as in none your business...I can, however, say "what-ev" as in whatever.
I think the lesson that you can learn from my trauma is that... drum roll...
You won't die if you do something stupid-as long as it doesn't involve firearms or race horses.