My most embarrassing moment that nobody saw (but everyone will read about)

There are several types of memories I like to keep fresh in my mind because you never know when you'll need to share them.  These include, but are not limited to: current items I would like to have gifted to me, the last time I had a tetanus shot, my greatest personal achievement, and my most embarrassing moment, to name a few. 

As I'm not a clumsy person, and I tend to shy away from eratic public displays (ok, I take that back - I often make eratic public displays - especially when drinking) I've been able get through life with a minimal list of mortifying experiences.  So minimal and far between that I had actually forgotten my last "Most Embarrassing Moment". 

Fortunately, my luck took a turn for the worst creating a new, and very fresh memory. 

It all happened on a Wednesday . . .

It was an "off" day for sure.  I don't know what was off about it, it was just one of those days where you're not quite good at life.  It took me awhile to warm up to being social and drinkie.  Cameras flew out and everything was fun and then it was time for me to go home. I said my goodbyes and began to make my way down the carpeted (who uses carpet in a bar!?!?) steps toward the door. 

Tragically, the 3 inch heel that had elevated me to an impressive height all day found its way into the cuff of my wide bottomed, floor sweeping jeans.  As the material caught my leg I was paralyzed by the horror of falling down a long flight of stairs face first. Through some miracle I was able to lean my body into the wall and grab the railing.  I'm not sure what happened after this; did I descend more stairs, did I stay where I was, did my shoes fall off or did I kick them off, how loud really was the sound of me banging against the railing?  In any case I was able to halt my downward spiral.  I could hear the two girls who had been at the top of the stairs gasp.  I walked down a few steps and collected my shoes which had landed here and there.  The guy who had been sitting at the top looked as embarrassed as I felt when he asked if I was OK.  I assured him that I was fine, and, with one heel in each hand, walked the last of the stairs to the safety of level ground.