The latest in a series of Embarrassing Moments

Last night's episode may take the cake-- at least for the week. Of course, this weekend I'm going to a "snow activity" which has wipe-outs and other such tragedies written all over it. But here you go-- it's good for a bit of a laugh.
So I was hanging out at choir last night, feeling pretty good about not crying or acting weird in the presence of my former, would-be mother-in-law (not that she ever really was, except I love this woman and would have married her son just to be part of her family), and just being my normal, talk-too-much self. My friend Michael came into the hallway, and I gave him my concerned, little sister look. Michael and his girlfriend had just broken up, as evidenced by his ex's new "single" status on Facebook. Things had been a little rocky for them for the last month or so, and the breakup wasn't really a huge surprise. But I was worried that Michael might be feeling a little down, so I asked him how he was doing since the demise of his relationship.
His response: "Oh, well, then I guess that makes it official. I didn't know."
AGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
That's what you call a big oops, my friends. I didn't think I'd be scooping him on the story, with the public declaration of singlehood from his lady friend, but I guess I did.
I really should have been a reporter. Or at least worked for a tabloid. I'm (unintentionally) cruel, but I'm good.