Okay, I remembered a funny walk of shame story.
The summer b/w my freshman & sophomore year, I stayed on campus while taking summer classes. Well, one night I got a little too drunk and got sick. This strange boy kept following me down to my room, so I called my friend Scott who was also up for the summer, but he was living in a different part of campus b/c he was in charge of the dorm where all the people would stay when they came in for conferences. Anyways, he came down to get me and let me crash in his room (he was so nice - he let me have his bed and he took the couch
). The next morning (Sunday morning), we woke up and he was going to drive me back down to my dorm. This is the point where I tell you the conference that was in that week was a religious group. Yeah, you can see where this is going.
We went to leave, and as we walk off the elevator, all 40+ of the "Presbyterians" were sitting in the lobby waiting for the van to pick them up to take them to church. THAT was a walk of shame - and I didn't even do anything to be shameful of!