YES!
I was invited out with a couple to go to a funeral. My husband had to work and I do not drive and this couple volunteered to take me there, which meant being in their car for an hour and then, after going for a bite to eat at their expense.
At first, it was running smoothly, as I knew what topic to talk about that would make the conversation flow, but at some point and I suppose it was me feeling more at ease, I suddenly said my name and the lady shares my name, but it was obvious I was talking about me, but for some inane reason, I went on a tangent that of course I meant me etc etc etc and to give them credit, they did not react with any sort of eyes raised, but I would not have blamed them if they had; I felt stupid.
When we were having sandwiches, once again, I felt awkward and afraid that food was on my face and so, my tissue got used a lot and I was trying to be as delicate as possible, whilst feeling VERY clumsy and horror of horrors, as we got up to go, I had a struggle to get past the table ( I am not big; but neither am I slim sadly) and I was about to walk away and looked again and it was like beacons pointing to my phone that I had dropped. Now, all I had to say is that it is rather difficult for me to bend, would the lady pick the phone up? But no, I decided to be "clever" and struggled to pick it up. I know that I went red and that I made a spectacle of myself, but it was like: I had to get that phone! Again, the lady did not walk away and I said that I was sorry for being so clumsy.
I was also explaining something and stuttered and forgot words and spitting and dribbling.
This is me with those I do not feel comfortable around and without my husband.
Could die of mortification, because it does not show the real me.