Did you ever do something that mortified your parents when you were a kid?
I was probably five years old and my dad took me with him to ZCMI, a department store in Salt Lake City. They had escalators. I had a popsicle stick. I stuck the popsicle stick somewhere in the escalator, causing it to quit working.
We weren't the only ones on the escalator and he got us both out of the store without buying anything. I'm fifty-eight now and whenever I'm on an escalator, I think of that story. I don't remember it, that doesn't sound like anything the angelic, sweet little girl I was would have done. But it still makes me laugh.