Other than leaving my gun at home and forgetting my favorite slate in a set up (2 mile round trip to retrieve it), last spring I decided to try a one man blind. While this wasn't embarrassing, it was frustrating.
Seated in it, heard some clucking off to the left. I responded and heard leaves rustling and the walking kept coming toward me, behind and left.
Boy was I ready. Leaves rustled right next to the blind, stopped and then, "bam" it hit the side of the blind. A little scratching on the material, then it dropped down a ran in front of me. ....a red squirrel! That little bugger must have thought that the "branches" on the Real Tree Woods camo were the genuine article!
At least my sinuses were cleared for a few hours!