The worst situation you ever got your period in.

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What is the worst situation you've been in, when your period started?

A couple of years ago, I started my period at a car repair shop when my mom and I went there to... get the car repaired. No leakage or anything; I just wrapped my panties in TP.

And this doesn't really count, but earlier this summer I went swimming one day and immediately started my period as soon as I got home. Talk about lucky!

I guess in school while a class was going on. I didn't know until it started showing on my skirt. I guess I covered it well. The first time was when I was in the middle of a class too and luckily the bikers I had underneath didn't let my skirt stain until I got home.

When I was 12, I noticed that I'd gotten the second period of my life about 15 or 20 minutes before my sister's wedding started. I was wearing a white dress, had no pads/tampons, and I was one of the flower girls. I didn't even realize it was a period at first. I had only had one before and wasn't used to it yet, plus I wasn't thinking straight thanks to the cramps and being worried about the wedding starting.

My last one was pretty bad. We were on vacation with the in-laws, in a hot spring resort. I ended up not going swimming on the last day. The stupid little town had like 3 stores that carried tampons, and none of them had super plus size. I was pretty grumpy it came a few days early.

I must have been 14 and periods were still relatively new for me.
We were on vacation with the family and one day I woke up ,went in my sleeping gown to the kitchen and my little brother cried out and looked horrified at me. It seemed I had a whole streak of blood on my gown but hadn't felt a thing.
Then my father explained to him it was a mosquito bite that went wrong, we were still in the seventies and in our family you didn't speak of those things.

The first day on a job. Like, thirty minutes before I left home everything was alright. Then it started and, for some reason, once a year in summer it's getting really intense. Like - super strong and with heavy cramps that sometimes I can't even stand or move. I can't take pain meds against it though since th can cross-react with stronger meds I regularily take.
Long story short - I was introduced to a worst job I could have gotten -I'm tall, packing things from a super-small table into boxes so I had to stand bended, with rheumatoid arthritis in the back and knees, all the time; with horrible smell, bad, hor air condotion and, well, a really strong period- and passed out after the first two hours because my circulation collapsed. -.-

while i was at work. but i didn't notice it at first, so it soaked through my tan pants and made a big mess. i couldn't just leave work, and i didn't have any spare trousers to wear instead. so i took them off in the one-stall bathroom and washed the crotch in the sink, then dried them under the hand dryer. it took 20 minutes to get them clean.

Having sex with a guy who I really liked, for the first time. We didn't know until way after it was over. The bed looked like a murder had taken place.

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Sitting on my friends bed for our first sleep over and getting blood on their white comforter.. though they took it very well llol.

2 recent periods just came at inconvenient times - the night before my aunt's funeral and the morning of a flight to Toronto. My problem is that I can flood. I would normally stay at home, on day 1 or 2, if I can.

My very first one happened in my history class. I'd no idea what had happened. I had a sore tummy, stood up to put my coat on, at the end of the class, and noticed that my seat was covered in blood. Thankfully, it was winter, so I was wearing a long coat. I don't think anyone noticed that my skirt was covered in blood, otherwise I would have been reminded of it every day after that. I must have managed to get my coat on quick enough that no-one saw it. I was sitting close to the back too, so that was a bonus.

I started my period just before I started back at school in September (when I was 13). This was my first period, and it was a very awkward time to start right at the end of the summer holidays, it was bad enough going back to school after 7 weeks! Then I missed out on the first 2 weeks of the new school year because I kept getting sent home because of chronic stomachache from the period. Yes, it was on and off for 2 weeks or more, and I didn't know when it was going to end. Then I got the next period 2 weeks later with more stomachaches.

Also, nearly a year after I started, I was on holiday with my family, and I knew I wasn't supposed to be due yet, but suddenly half way through the holiday (on the hottest day) I passed quite a bit of blood and had to buy a pack of sanitary towels, and couldn't go swimming. I wasn't even meant to start. Thank God I didn't get any stomachaches with it.

I remember having a full-blown period for 4 weeks solid, having to change the sanitary towel up to 3 times a day. But it was OK because I didn't get one stomachache with it. Don't know what all that was about.

I was in Caracas, Venezuela in 1988 with a group from school (Theatre majors from Alabama; none of us was fluent in Spanish). I had some pads in my luggage but we were out touring the Bellas Artes district and didn't have any money with me. I was hoping to find some toilet paper or something like that, but the public restroom availability in South America wasn't that great.

Another guy in my group needed to find a bathroom to take a dump, so he and I wandered around the area, wondering what to do. I knew how to say, "Donde esta el banio," but there wasn't anybody around except for some soldiers with scary-looking guns, so I was afraid to ask them. My companion, who was very goofy, just walked right up, pointed at the museum we'd just been in and said, "El banio? El banio?" The soldier looked at him like he was nuts and said something in Spanish like, "Hell, no, that's not a bathroom! That's an art museum!" The only bathroom we could find was in a fancy hotel in an area of the lobby reserved for registered guests. We managed to sneak in there and take care of our respective problems.

School and then having my dad bring pads to school for me and extra clothes and panties. Always carry a pad with you ladies or a tampon or a soft cup. Plus make sure you have an extra pair of panties with you always.