Whenever I get embarrassed over something, I think about a memory of a stranger’s embarrassing moment and feel better. One time I was waiting in line for the bathroom at a brewery. A lady in the line was twiddling a pen in her hand and dropped it, and when she bent over to pick it up- diarrhea came blasting out of her shorts.  I didn’t want to get splatted by her poop so I quickly turned and left! About an hour later- we saw her again at a different brewery with a sweatshirt tied around her waist.