I'm not easily embarrassed

Well, after many months of being a blog reader fan, I've finally broken down and started my own. I really don't know what I'm doing, so this blog will evolve as I learn more. So far I know how to type and well, that's about it. Eventually I hope to post pictures, videos, music, and other cool stuff. But, if I wait til I learn how, I may never start one. I wouldn't have actually started now, except that a really good friend of mine has been encouraging me to, more like practically daring me to, and I rarely turn down a friendly dare! Plus, I owe him one, since he succeeded in doing something that is almost impossible to do, embarrassing me!

Being as I tend to be the friendly, out-going type, it's pretty hard for me to feel shy. More like down right impossible. Oh, my kids can embarrass me with, um, impolite behavior, from time to time. But I'm talking about the, "Hey look! Her face is turning red!" kind of embarrassment.
Just doesn't happen.

Case in point. Other people who have tried:
My brother-Begins talking to me loudly in unknown gibberish in a crowd. I talk gibbberish right back.
My parents-Ask me to stand up in front of a group of their friends and tell about, recite, or perform something. Since I was 3. Used to it.
My husband- Well, he's the one more likely to get embarrassed, so no trouble there.

I thought I was immune.

So, I'm cleaning tables in our school cafeteria. I get the occasional "Hi!" from friendly kids. All of a sudden an entire 6th grade class, including their teacher (the instigator himself), shouts out in unison, "Hi Mrs. .......!" The whole cafeteria, yes WHOLE cafeteria- kids, workers, etc. stopped whatever they were doing and looked right at me. Silence. I didn't know what to say or do. I froze like a deer in headlights. And then it happened. My face went flush. All I could do was put on this goofy grin and stand there like that until everyone, who was laughing at this point, went back to whatever they were doing.

I couldn't believe it. I...I...I didn't know what to say. Not since I was 12 1/2 and I experienced my most embarrassing moment ever, have I felt that embarrassed. But that's a story for another blog. Anyway, when I thanked him later for making me feel oh, so special, he said, "You should write a blog about it."

So I did.