After the Fall: Recovering from Humiliation

How to recover and learn when you fall down and embarrassing things happen in your life. | The Champagne Supernova

A lot of embarrassing things have happened to me in my life. If I didn’t have witnesses, there’s a chance people would consider my misfortune to be either exaggerated or blatant lies.

Like the time I got caught huffing oils at work.

Or the time I cussed out innocent bystanders in an elevator.

Or the time I got rejected from employment at Red Lobster.

Well, here’s another doozie that I think we all have a little something to learn from.

It was October of 2014 and my husband and I attended a destination wedding in the Florida Keys. We were stoked to be staying at a nice hotel and my parents were gracious enough to stay home with the girls, then ages 2 1/2 and 5 months.

Parents’ weekends away are good for the soul and good for the marriage.

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Me and Jason on the day of the wedding. Before “the tragedy.”

The day after the wedding, at the recommendation of our breakfast waitress, we decided to drive 30 miles west from our resort in Duck Key to the No Name Pub on Big Pine Key.

The waitress said the bar was in the middle of nowhere and was surrounded by key deer, which were native to the area.

My husband, being the outdoorsman that he is, thought the idea was perfect.

So we got in the car around eleven and ventured off into the wild blue yonder on a 45 minute ride to head to a restaurant famous for its history, deer, pizza, and cold brewskis.

When we arrived close to noon, the restaurant was packed and there were people standing in line for a table. It was super casual in what seemed to be a 1200 square foot dining room and dollar bills adorned the ceilings and walls.

How to recover and learn when you fall down and embarrassing things happen in your life.

It was only proper to personalize our own dollar bill to commemorate Parents Weekend 2014.

How to recover and learn when you fall down and embarrassing things happen in your life.

We finally found a spot at the bar next to two highfalutin gentlemen who lived in Key West. The bar stools were exceptionally tall. We enjoyed our conversation with the men regarding property values, land investments, and working from home over a large pepperoni pizza and two Blue Moon beers.

How to recover and learn when you fall down and embarrassing things happen in your life.

The Scene of the Crime.

Yes, I drank two beers over the course of the entire hour and a half we were at the restaurant.

The calories and carbohydrates from the pizza effectively cancelled out the beers’ entire alcoholic content, so it was pretty much the equivalent, in my mind, to drinking two glasses of water.

When it was time to leave, we bid adieu to our new friends and I attempted to step off the bar stool.

Only it was too high.

Much higher than I remembered.

The whole ordeal felt like it was happening in slow motion.

I fell off the back of the stool and literally crashed into the table behind me, causing the bar stool I was sitting in to topple over. I fell on top of my neighbors’ table, causing their pizza and drinks to splat all over the floor, before I eventually landed on my derriere.

It was like Wile E. Coyote falling backwards off a cliff.

When I finally came to, the once-roaring restaurant was completely silent.

Every single person was staring at me.




The bartender.

The yorkie in the corner.

In a effort to make light of the situation, I stood up, did a gymnast-style pose, and loudly said, “I’m all right, everybody!”

How to recover and learn when you fall down and embarrassing things happen in your life.But nobody laughed.

So I skedaddled out of the restaurant as quickly as my bruised ego (and hiney) would permit.

When I got into the parking lot, my husband asked me if I was okay. I said yes. He then convulsively laughed until he was nearly crying and continued laughing the entire ride back to the resort.

In his defense, it was pretty funny.

Then I started thinking.

The event was a metaphor about life.

Sometimes when you fall, all you can do is get back up and keep on keeping’ on.

There’s been so many times in my life where I’ve been handed a whopping slice of humble pie and was glad I kept my eyes on the end goal and continued trying.

Like the time I studied my head off in law school for final exams and still got a dreaded C in criminal law.

I felt like an idiot. Especially when I heard some of my classmates bragging about “the one B+ that ruined their chances of grading onto Law Review.”

Or the time I essentially crawled to the finish line of my first marathon after losing steam at the 20th mile. I wanted so badly to give up after getting smoked by a lady who appeared to be 16 months pregnant and a dude who was on crutches.

Like the fall at the bar, sometimes there’s no point in dwelling on our embarrassments or letting them define us.

All we can do is laugh, learn from the situation, and keep moving forward.

The next morning, my husband and I returned to the same restaurant where we had breakfast the day before and was assigned the same waitress who recommended that we eat at the No Name Pub.

We told her we took her tip and went to the No Name Pub.

Then she said, and the good Lord (and my husband) is my witness:

Those bar stools are really high!

Apparently, patrons stepping off the bar stools and getting hurt is a common thing.

Attention personal injury attorneys: go sit at this bar one afternoon with a stack of business cards. You’ll make a fortune.






    10 Comments on After the Fall: Recovering from Humiliation

    1. patti
      May 29, 2016 at 11:50 pm (2 years ago)

      in Tybee Beach near Savannah, there is a diner. It has a low beam outside its entry door. They keep a count of how many victims get taken down by the beam

    2. Vi Dotter
      February 18, 2016 at 4:07 am (2 years ago)

      Oh my – oh my! You are so good at stringing a yarn! Love it. So sorry for your bum and so glad for your story! Life is so humbling. My little boy loves hugs and once at the store when we reached the cashier, he was hugging me and exclaimed “Mommy your bottom’s stinky!” Motherhood has no time for embarrassing moments. Now its just fun memories to share. Read these your great stories to your kids – they will SO love them!!

      • jenniferdaku
        February 18, 2016 at 6:30 am (2 years ago)

        That just made me laugh out loud. Oh, kids! Write all of these moments down or you’ll forget them one day. Cheers!

    3. Jenn
      February 17, 2016 at 3:26 pm (2 years ago)

      This was hilarious! I’ve definitely had a few embarrassing moments over the years, but I’m glad you see the positive in it. 🙂

    4. Ali A
      February 16, 2016 at 11:40 am (2 years ago)

      I relate to this so much – I have my fair share of missteps, embarrassing and humbling situations in life (as you likely know if you read my blog) but you’re right; it’s such a good lesson and metaphor for life. For me, making light and being able to tell a funny story is the silver lining. And as you know, it makes amazing blog material 🙂 XO

    5. Jenn Slavich
      February 16, 2016 at 10:14 am (2 years ago)

      Loved the story. I am sorry but you literally made me laugh out loud. Loved the gymnast picture, perfect. I thought you handled yourself perfectly. The good thing you were on vacation and you won’t be back. I loved that you turned this story into a life lesson. We’ve all had falls and we have all had to pick ourselves back up. It really is how we pick ourselves back up is key! Loved the post!!!

    6. Chrystie
      February 16, 2016 at 9:48 am (2 years ago)

      Oh gosh..sorry that happened to you. BUT I truly believe that the ability to shake it off tells a lot about a person 🙂

    7. Stella Lee @Purfylle
      February 16, 2016 at 4:12 am (2 years ago)

      I don’t handle embarrassment very well. I would probably never go back there again. You are amazing to share this moment with us and your telling was so funny.

    8. Les @ The Balanced Berry
      February 15, 2016 at 11:48 pm (2 years ago)

      While I am so sad for your fall (and totally feel you – I have had some similar spills), I loved this post! We all have moments where we fall, but getting back up is the most important part. But dang, they should do something about those stools!

    9. kristen
      February 15, 2016 at 2:16 pm (2 years ago)

      Not to laugh at your embarrassment, but this was pretty funny! But I love your take on the whole experience, learning to get back on the horse (or bar stool) 🙂 and I share your pain. A C- on Property when everyone thought it was “a piece of cake” yikes.


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