Not really a comment, more an unfortunate chain of events leading to a public humiliation (but I got thick skin so it's now just a funny story)....
I had destroyed my ankle days before a local comic convention. I had done a Vertigo Sandman piece I had worked hard on that I was keen to enter into the fan contest. But my ankle was a mess, tore everything but the achilles tendon so it was a big clumsy brace and crutches.
A buddy, who was also going, convinced me it would be fine. We'd get a wheelchair at the venue and could still have a great time. Reluctantly, I agreed.
I was, and still am, a big guy. So when we get to the convention center and find out all the chairs are gone...banging around clumsily in the tight aisles was a bad idea. I parked my butt in a chair and my buddy submitted my entry. We agreed he should go enjoy the show and just check on me occasionally.
Spent the day reading comics and drinking soda, so not a bad day.
Time for contest winner announcements, I take third... in the 13 year old and under category. I'm 25 years at the time.
So hobbling on crutches, in front of a crowd of confused people, I have to go explain how someone made an error...and I still only managed to take third.