Originally Posted by
Dianeva
Drinking so excuse any bad typing.
Most embarrassing is probably not something I'd say here. I was once on a medication that caused something to happen and... yeah, never mind.
I've always been paranoid of walking into the wrong car when a parent picks me up, so I always look at the license plate before getting in. My parents always laughed at me for this. Once, though, in high school, a couple hours after school ended and the parking lot was empty, I was waiting for my mom. Since there were no other cars pulling up, when a car came up that was the exactly same type and colour I was expecting, I for once let my paranoia go and decided not to bother going around to look at the plate. But I opened the door to the wrong car, an unfamiliar woman was in the driver's seat.... I was horrified. A few guys standing outside of the school laughed at me, then the next day my brother laughed at me and told me his friends had told him what had happened.
Similar to the last incident. When I was 12 or so I was walking home from singing lessons, for the first time ever. i was afraid because i barely knew the way home (terrible sense of direction) and had only tried to memorise it on the way there. I was doing an okay job, but when I was almost to the first busy street, a car pulled up and a man inside asked me if I'm turning left on #2 road. I said yes, because I was, and he asked me if I wanted a ride. I instinctively, or perhaps due to warnings of "don't take rides from strangers" knew to say no and said no. he asked me if i was sure and I said yes. I half expected him to get out of the car and force me but he didn't. He drove off. Anyway, that's not the embarrassing part. I was a bit flustered from that and when I did get to the busy street, found I wasn't sure which turn to make. A car pulled up, the same as my dad's car, and I thought it was my dad, especially since the guy in it waved. I thought he was beckoning me to get into the car, so I went to the car, right up to the window until I could see inside the tinted window and it wasn't my dad. It was a man gesturing for me to cross the street. So I just crossed the street, but was really embarrassed.
I was so socially fucked up in high school, I was so self-conscious, even more than most 'loners' claim to be, most moments that would be normal were embarrassing for me. Like having to jog in gym class, and that one year we had to dance in gym class. I cannot dance and hated that so much. The next semester I got a note from a psychiatrist saying I didn't have to do it so I'd just do homework in the library instead.
Then once at Disney World (Epcot, Italy, Italian Restaurant) I walked into the men's washroom. i don't know what I was thinking. Actually I do.... I missed the other washroom door, and for some reason thought that it was a co-gender washroom. I saw urinals and guys pissing and was thinking "wow that's interesting" but then a man told me the women's washroom is back that way, then I left. It might not sound so bad but it was terrible at the time. I was 14. I spend the next 20 minutes trying to explain to the group of people I was walking with how I'd rationalised it.
I've always been socially awkward and so almost every time I tried interacting with a human from the ages of 11-16 resulted in embarrassment. People frequently told me that I looked 'lost' and I couldn't stand that.
There isn't much recently I can think of. My last manager used to yell at me a lot and I have a problem in which I start crying no matter how hard I try not to. So a few times I ended up crying while he was yelling at me, and running to the back. I tried literally as hard as I could not to, but it would happen anyway. It was terrible because he thought I couldn't handle stress because of that and would tell me that, maybe if I can't handle a bit of stress I can't handle the job dealing with customers and shouldn't work here. I'd insist that I could.... it was just terrible.
Luckily I've never been..... caught. I'm very careful.