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Remember the days when chewing gum used to be all-natural?
Contest Winner: Your Worst Day at Work
We asked you to tell us about your worst day at work — ever. You delivered! Read the winner’s story.
GLEE Gum Winner Announced!
And the winner is…
We asked you to share your most embarrassing gum-related stories for a chance to win Mini Glee Variety Pack (21 – 4-piece boxes). You delivered. We got some great stories, but only one could win…
Amber from Smyrna, GA! We thought her story was just too good:
“I grew up in south Florida. Being a pale Irish girl, my mother decided every weekend needed to be spent at the beach. So I was tan and had long long blonde hair that I refused to brush or actually take care of at all. Gum was forbidden because it always ended up in my hair. Somehow.
So one sunny summer day, someone was kind enough to give me gum, and of course it ended up in my hair — but not the hair down near my waist or something… no this gum ended up in my hair way up high near one of my temples.
I was blubbering and crying while being yelled at by mom. She grabs me by the upper arm, and drags me to the nearest cop.
She politely asks the cop for a knife.
She politely asks the cop for a knife. A knife! This dude just hands it on over. Sure here’s a knife for the crazy lady and her crying daughter. That’s normal. Mom grabs a handful of my hair and starts sawing away. She cut a giant handful of my hair off! Just like that!
To prove what a jerk I could be, I refused to let her take me to the salon and get it fixed. No ma’am. You screwed up my hair and now you see it everyday and live with it! Ha!
I still harass her about it a little….”
Here are some other great stories that came rolling in:
*Names have been changed.
Lucy: “If I am enjoying a good piece of gum and I have to talk and I don’t want to get rid of it I will put it under my tongue. If I get to enthusiastic during my talk it will sometimes come flying out and project itself across the room. Oops…”
Bob: “In brief (because it was pretty mortifying):
On blind date, I was chewing gum and tried to blow a bubble. I blew the piece of gum out of my mouth onto her chest.
Unlike the movies, it was not a magical, charming moment. We were both chewing gum so it was a mutual faux pas I guess. (Though I’m not that uptight.)
My severe lack of coordination and the universe in general really had me looking like an outtake from a bad rom-com.”
Unlike the movies, it was not a magical charming moment.
Kevin: “When I was about 10 years old I was over at my cousin’s house enjoying a rather nice Saturday afternoon. My cousin is a few years younger than I and at the time he really looked up to me. I was all about trying to seem like the cool older kid.
This was during the 90’s, so Bubble Tape was still in its heyday. Trying to be as cool as possible, I told my cousin I could put the whole roll in my mouth at once. He of course responded to the tune of “No way!” Spurred on by this I did manage to get the whole roll into my mouth and after 10 minutes of chewing I actually got it soft enough to stop causing me jaw pain. This is where things got ugly.
…I had to cut the majority of my hair down to the scalp…
I decided to try and blow a massive bubble with the entire wad of gum. My first few tries failed miserably but I finally was able to get a giant bubble that was at least the size of my head. I really didn’t think of what would happen if my cousin decided to pop said bubble, however. He smashed the bubble causing it to explode over my face and almost completely around my head.
It took me a good 5 minutes just to get the gum off my skin, but my hair was a different story. I was brave at first, but soon I realized there could be but one outcome; I had to cut the hair.
This sent me into a panic. I locked myself in the upstairs bathroom and worked frantically to get the gum out before any adults found out what had happened.
By the time it was all said and done I had to cut the majority of my hair down to the scalp with orange handled scissors — all of it except the small amount in the back of my head which left me with a rather wicked rat tail.”
Sandy: “I was traveling from Tucson back home to San Fransisco with my mom and little sister. I guess I fell asleep during the trip. I didn’t know that my sister had gotten into my mom’s purse and put a whole pack of gum in her mouth… then in my hair.
Imagine that my hair was down to my butt and it had green gum all over it. I was so terrified and embarrassed. We had to stop for gas, food, restrooms and to visit my mom’s friends in L.A.– and me with gum in my hair.
Let’s just say that it is a miracle that my sister lives!”
Imagine that my hair was down to my butt and it had green gum all over it.
Luke: “It’s a tie: Both things happened on the same day in the same class in high school.
I am sitting in the back of class chewing some Winterfresh gum and I have to sneeze. Out goes the gum from my mouth and into the long locks of the girl in front of me. It is one of those nice, fresh, sticky pieces. Somehow she doesn’t notice and I sweat it all through class.
She gets up and gets out.I wait behind a few seconds to let her get away. I was so embarrassed. I get up. Did I mention I was wearing light tan cord shorts? I feel a subtle tug on my shorts… yes I had sat upon someone’s giant wad of bright blue gum.
Karma is a beotch.”
Great stories, guys. Thanks for reading GUY.com!
Congrats to Amber! Be careful when chewing!
That hair thing never happened to me, though it happened to my sister twice. She is just careless though, since she also always slams doors and stuff when people are napping. Anyway, I one time tried to stick gum to some of my hair just to see if I could get it out (I assumed my sister was just less skilled than I was and I’d have better luck), but I couldn’t and had to cut it out (I just put it on a bit of my hair at the end so it was just a half inch or so removed from one spot)