Unveiling Life's Most Cringe-Worthy Tales: Dare to Share?

I and a barracks mate were checking into a hotel in San Sebastian, Spain, when a spot of diarrhea hit me. As the bellman was escorting us upstairs to our room, I could feel it oozing down my leg and I'm sure it stunk to high heaven (I have no sense of smell) as the bellman kept sniffing the air and looking at the two of us curiously. But it wasn't dripping on the floor, so I just pretended nothing was awry until we could in the room and I could clean up. Once in the room, barracks mate thought it was funnier than heck, given the language barrier and national/cultural differences. In retrospect now, so do I. I've had similar situations where there appeared to be no immediate solutions or excuses and have found that maintaining a calm, nothing unusual is happening, approach usually dampers, if not silences, other people's reactions.