This is small potatoes but pretty often I ride my motorcycle to go to green spaces to go for a run. Which means people sometimes see me step off my bike and just start taking off my pants and stuff. (Spoiler: I’m wearing running gear underneath my protective gear.)

So, I walk into the laundry room and my stepsister had her head stuck in the dryer, and then I tripped, and while I was fal… (Obvious /s)

I used to help with training sessions at a previous company. We had a computer lab type room, people would spend half a day in there and then I’d lock up after. There were two doors to two different parts of an access-controlled building, so the main door was a key lock, but the rear door was badge access.

I locked the main door, turned to leave through the rear door, saw that a lady had come back through the rear door to get her purse. No big, that’s the door we’re going through to leave anyway, so I move to follow her out.

I turn off the lights by muscle memory as I reach for the door which scares her. She lets out a yelp. I’m apologizing as I move to flick the lights back on

At that exact moment someone came through the front door with their key and saw us standing In close proximity, in a dark room with locked doors. I was already moving to turn the lights back on, so they flick on and we both look guilty as fuck because I’m an awkward IT guy trying to fast talk explain this isn’t what it looks like and she’s got “just got jump scared by this asshole” face.

The only thing that saved me was that I was friends with the HR manager that had just walked in, and about 40 years younger than the lady with the purse. I’m sure had it been any other of the women in the class I’d have been in an HR meeting.

Two other coworkers were caught getting it on in that room a few months later.