What is your most embarrassing moment?

mick.mh2racing:

robroy:

mick.mh2racing:
I once had a crap in the back of a tipper when a bus load of nuns pulled up along side.

Way heyyy! :laughing:

What do I win? Please say it’s a goldfish.

No you win a big bag of Glen Trool midges.

Reversing a trailer into Jack Richards workshop years ago and took the two sliding doors completely off the runners. They couldnt be repaired immediately and the poor sods in the workshop had to have stacks of pallets in shrink wrap as make shift doors, and this in freezing January…i wasnt popular… :blush:

Backing up to the bay doors at Asda Rochdale and forgetting to open my trailer doors. Pressed the big red button to lock the bay,after an hour of being sat in the cab the penny dropped. I had to walk all the way up to the office to ask for a green light only to be greeted by everybody smirking in the goods in office!

smokinbarrels:
Backing up to the bay doors at Asda Rochdale and forgetting to open my trailer doors. Pressed the big red button to lock the bay,after an hour of being sat in the cab the penny dropped. I had to walk all the way up to the office to ask for a green light only to be greeted by everybody smirking in the goods in office!

But none of the w*****s came out to tell you.

When I told someone I drove a lorry for a living … :wink:

In my very first driving job, I was in a removal lorry and ran out of petrol (yes petrol) right beside Trafalgar Square. I didn’t even get reimbursed for the 4d the phone call cost. :blush:

On the same job, in the same lorry, being stopped by a cop for going the wrong side of a bollard. When he asked my address, I couldn’t remember it as I had only moved there the weekend before. He let me go. :blush:

When I was backed on the bay at Iceland Luton and the office bod came out to tell me I was supposed to be in Iceland Swindon… :blush:

Falling asleep on my way to Safeway’s Portway, and waking up two hours later, knowing that I had missed my time and wasn’t going to have enough hours to get back… :blush:

A few, but the most recent was having to reverse back a mile from a low bridge. It wasn’t entirely my fault as a local village idiot had told me my destination was before the bridge but none of the other drivers I inconvenienced knew the circumstances hence the embarrassment.

Tris:
A few, but the most recent was having to reverse back a mile from a low bridge. It wasn’t entirely my fault as a local village idiot had told me my destination was before the bridge but none of the other drivers I inconvenienced knew the circumstances hence the embarrassment.

A lot less embarrassing than hitting said low bridge. I’d chalk that one up as a win :wink:

Another one I remember is when we did work for Asda out of Redhouse I had a delivery to the Asda store at Pudsey only I took the turning before the Asda store off the A647 and ended up causing carnage in Morrisons because of me having to turn around and get back onto the A647 due to a low bridge :blush:
Everyone was looking at me gone out wandering wtf an Asda truck was doing delivering to Morrisons :laughing:

Rang a guy up in a Devon village asking about access to his farm, said he would meet me and I could follow him down.
Got to a village where the street was just over a truck width, got to bottom of hill, no chance of getting around parked cars.
Matey gets out of van and says, ‘‘you won’t get around after all, I’ll ring supplier with alternative address’’ :unamused:
He goes back up the hill, with me thinking he was stopping traffic, but the ■■■■ disappeared :open_mouth: …and I had to reverse all the way back up that narrow street, facing a load of dirty looks and muttering towards me, feeling a mixture of embarrassment, and totally ■■■■■■ off…
One old guy out of all of them helped me, and walked up street to warn traffic.
After I got sorted eventually, I rang matey back up to see why he just ■■■■ ed off, and all I got was ‘’ Oh, I thought you would manage’’ :unamused:

Just one off the list. Driving around Bradford’s crappy west ring road the A6177 going to a place on Wallis street to get a 40’ high cube loaded. Got to Wallis street turned in, to Morrison’s car park :blush: . Apparently they built Morrisons on top of Wallis street, but Wallis street still exists at the back of Morrisons. In my defence the street sign is still there on the corner. Several years later I’m still using the same old map book, but I check with google maps as well.

over sleeping one morning legging it from the yard to pick up a container from seaforth,got to the end of the mm58 and realised I’d forgot my trailer

or waking up one night dying for a number 2 in a shipping company in hayes was a sign on the toilet door saying it was locked at 10pm so did my business in a carrier bag under a trailer next to the wall of the warehouse chucking it in the skip was confronted by a smirking security guard who’d witnessed the whole thing via the cctv camera on the previously mentioned wall.and he then told me the toilets weren’t locked

Several embarrassing incidents but one sticks in my mind. Was heading in winters evening for a morning drop in a village on Essex/Suffolk borders. Fog was getting thicker and the lanes narrower. Got to within a ten minute drive, I reckoned, of the drop and so decided, given the very poor visibility, to find somewhere to park for the night. Eventually found a pull-in, what looked like hard standing. Pulled up, got out of the cab to check the ground area and shone torch around to check the general environment. Torch beam just came back at me due to darkness and very thick fog. All seemed OK, nothing around, so pulled onto the hard standing and settled down for night.
Come morning the early sun was very bright so got ready and pulled the curtains, only to see a couple stood looking at me - I was actually parked on their garden! Very apologetic, explained the dilemma the previous evening and they just nodded. Didn’t even offer a cuppa or the use of their shower so I never stopped there again! :smiley:

I was stopped by the Police driving along the M40 in my BMW, ■■■■■■■■■■■■. :stuck_out_tongue:

Reversing a Foden eight legger over the front of my foremans van, couldn’t see it in either mirror until it spun around and was at 90 degrees to my fuel tank! :laughing:

Pete.

windrush:
Reversing a Foden eight legger over the front of my foremans van, couldn’t see it in either mirror until it spun around and was at 90 degrees to my fuel tank! :laughing:

Pete.

Did you see my post about turning right with a Foden eight legger. :slight_smile:

Gentlemen, I’m on my last knockings & the enemy’s bought me a computer; how daft is that? Anyway, this is my first attempt at driving a ‘pooter’ so I ask that you forgive my foul ups… please!
The year was '76; aye that 'orrible hot one. For those of you who don’t remember (or weren’t around), it was hot enough to grow do’nuts for weeks if not months on end. It was a friday afternoon and I was wobbling back to Southampton, down the M3 in an Atki Borderer. I stopped at Fleet Services, had a glass of cold orange (remember the Kia Ora fountains) & not being a fan of fizz, I bought a bottle of milk to take with me. Now, the bay window of those Atki.s was enormous & it was like sitting in a flaming greenhouse so at Popham I downed the pint of milk. Joining the west bound holiday traffic on the A34, I found myself inside an Austin Healey Sprite (roof down) with two lovely young ladies aboard. Doing my best impression of ‘Mr Yorkie Bar’, I was chatting with them on & off 'til we got to Whistler’s Bend. That’s when I discovered that orange & milk aren’t the best of companions especially when the sun is beating down on my chest/belly. The eruption was almost instantaneous & I just had time to turn my head 90 degrees so that the cab/screen stayed clean. I won’t go into full detail but suffice to say that their suitcase on the boot luggage rack took the brunt of my ‘yawn’ & I learned (via their language) that they weren’t the LADIES that I thought they were!
To this day, I cringe whenever I think of that incident!
I hope that you’ve not been bored by my little story coz I’ve got many more… if only I can remember them.
Regards lads and stay safe.

Getting out of the lorry I’d just driven into a ditch only to be greeted with a lorry driver telling ‘Luke! Luke! I love your videos’ through his window at me. Two more did similar before recovery arrived and when recovery arrived what did he say? ‘Oh it’s you, I watch your videos’! That. Was. Embarrassing. I met more people who watch my videos in that 2 hours than I normally do in months!

Harry Monk:
I was stopped by the Police driving along the M40 in my BMW, ■■■■■■■■■■■■. :stuck_out_tongue:

I was sitting in the passenger seat of a bmw being driven along the M40 when we got stopped by the police because the driver was ■■■■■■■■■■■■ me.!!!.. :open_mouth: