Thread: Most embarrassing moments of your life?

There isn't much to tell, haven't had an embarrasing moment that would top the rest. Dianeva I'm also paranoid, when my parents come pick me. I also check the lisence plate of a car, once I didn't and almost walked to a strangers car, but I saved that situation by walking pass like I was going somewhere.

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.

Thanks for sharing, dear.

The crying thing. I used to have that as well. I cried over such small things not even realizing why I was crying. Sometimes I just thought: "It would be so embarrassing if I cried now" and then I started crying just because I was thinking it! I also cried whenever I saw a person cry. I don't know what happened but it has stopped a while back. I sometimes have these big crying fests as if I've been saving up or something. Anyway, it might stop with you as well. Though it's kind of stupid our society looks down at crying so much. A sign of weakness, they say, while it's mostly just a stress relief. Better to cry sometimes then to suppress these feelings and become a serial killer or something. Kind of an extreme case but you know what I mean.

Ugh... I HATE crying. Because of how I was raised and how I "trained" myself, crying in front of people was never an option. And I never did if I was sad. But if I got angry, the tears would pour. To this day I'm still mostly like that.
Interesting thing is, I never hindered my kids from showing their emotions, but they almost only cry when in pain or when very angry.

Sorry for the tangents.... maybe we need a crying thread.

I don't actually cry very often (although while a teenager I did almost every day). Even while extremely depressed, crying just doesn't usually happen. I kind of wish it would due to the stress relief effects you're talking about Meeps. It's mostly just a problem in stressful situations like that, particularly when I'm being yelled at by somebody. I cannot stand being yelled at, or when anyone is yelling near me, and just want to run and hide.

I also have always cried while angry, Zhaylin. It isn't a problem now because I rarely get really angry at somebody to their face, but while younger it was terrible. I'd get in fights with my brother that he'd start, but he'd lie about it, and I'd try to explain to my parents the truth but couldn't even speak because I knew I'd burst into tears if I even tried to. It was like that with my boss too, although not because of anger. He'd yell at me for a few minutes and then finally ask me a question, and I knew that if I tried talking tears would start coming, so I'd try to get away with nodding but usually ended up crying anyway.

What I cannot stand is when I'm crying and am obviously trying to get away from everybody, but people for whatever reason force me to confront them and won't let me go, whether by physically restraining me or using their authority. That's one of the cruelest things someone can do to me. I'd much rather be given time. Some males I think might get off on it or something.

Originally Posted by Dianeva

Some males I think might get off on it or something.

It's because they then feel they have power over you.

Originally Posted by Meeps

Guys who blush ARE really cute !

And the photo thing .. You could have used your friend. That's how we used to do it when my friends and I spotted a hot guy. A friend has to pose in front of him, I pretend to take a pic of her but then zoom in on the guy. Hahaha. Just telling this to everyone here might count as an embarrassing moment

Well, I guess I'm the cutest guy alive then! Or used to be. I seriously used to blush almost every time I even started talking. I've gotten better now though.
And nice photo tip lol. I may use it some day.

Also that guy is a total douche, who passes up that opportunity just to tell their friends what you did!? pfft

Oh and I have a fairly embarrassing crying story too. It wasn't too bad because I went through with the act and everyone believed me lol
I used to get taught piano by my Grandma, and.... I guess when I am focusing on things, or thinking of something, I get a look on my face that people interpret as sad.
IMO it is just that I don't use my face to express emotions much, and when I'm thinking about something, or focusing, my face won't have an expression at all. I think that's what it is anyway.

So this one time my Grandma ask me "What's wrong?" and I was trying to figure out what she meant, if I was playing badly for some reason, or if I was sad etc. and I just said "nothing", coz I usually
avoid talking so I take the passive way out instead of asking what she meant etc.
So I keep playing and about 2 minutes later she asks me "what's wrong?" again. And I just started crying. I really have no idea why, but then I realised that I was going to have to give some reason for
why I was "sad" lol So I told her that some people at school were picking on me for playing piano (some kids think it is a "girly" thing to do, or whatever). But no one even knew I played piano lol
I had to carry on this act for a very long time. We ended the lesson that day and didn't have any more lessons for a couple of weeks. And months later when she mentioned it I had to pretend that it happened.
Was more awkward than embarrassing, but yeah.... fuck my brain lol

God damn long posts, sorry people.

I'm a 'Holds full conversations with himself" type of person. So a handful of times when walking through the house people spotted me talking with myself with the whole no-sound lip sync and occasional chuckle LOL It's so embarrassing. Makes me feel so retarded... So far only people who I share the same roof with catched me doing so

Can't really help it though, I created it as a toddler to kill lonely moments of bullying and rejection at kindergarten and my first few years of primary school but it stayed with me and grew more complex over time, I geuss.

I can't really remember other ones right now (exept for the occasional getting busted while having some "me time") so I leave it with this...

Originally Posted by tommo

Well, I guess I'm the cutest guy alive then! Or used to be. I seriously used to blush almost every time I even started talking. I've gotten better now though.
And nice photo tip lol. I may use it some day.

Also that guy is a total douche, who passes up that opportunity just to tell their friends what you did!? pfft

Ahhh, I rarely know any guys who blush, it's usually girls, though I love it, a sign of humanity, he he.

Oh yeah he's a douche but there wasn't a real opportunity, I wasn't into him, just being... stupid.

Originally Posted by Tommo

Oh and I have a fairly embarrassing crying story too. It wasn't too bad because I went through with the act and everyone believed me lol
I used to get taught piano by my Grandma, and.... I guess when I am focusing on things, or thinking of something, I get a look on my face that people interpret as sad.
IMO it is just that I don't use my face to express emotions much, and when I'm thinking about something, or focusing, my face won't have an expression at all. I think that's what it is anyway.

So this one time my Grandma ask me "What's wrong?" and I was trying to figure out what she meant, if I was playing badly for some reason, or if I was sad etc. and I just said "nothing", coz I usually
avoid talking so I take the passive way out instead of asking what she meant etc.
So I keep playing and about 2 minutes later she asks me "what's wrong?" again. And I just started crying. I really have no idea why, but then I realised that I was going to have to give some reason for
why I was "sad" lol So I told her that some people at school were picking on me for playing piano (some kids think it is a "girly" thing to do, or whatever). But no one even knew I played piano lol
I had to carry on this act for a very long time. We ended the lesson that day and didn't have any more lessons for a couple of weeks. And months later when she mentioned it I had to pretend that it happened.
Was more awkward than embarrassing, but yeah.... fuck my brain lol

God damn long posts, sorry people.

You seem like a really good liar!

This also made me think of another one of mine:
This happened when I was 16/17. I was walking from a friends house to take the bus home --there had been a sleepover party , so it was in the morning-- when I saw a big dog barking at me, I thought he was loose (maybe he was), which freaked me out (big barking dogs that are not locked up somewhere aren't my favorite kind) and I started running really fast while looking backwards to see if the dog was coming after me. Then I turned my head and BANG.. I hit the busstop pole REALLY REALLY hard. It must have looked REALLY REALLY funny. I was happy to note that there was no one in the street to have witnessed it. I remember that my chest was hurt bad. But anyway I carry on to the bus stop (a different one then the one I ran into) and I'm waiting there and a guy pulls over to ask if I need a ride. I say no of course and didn't think too much of it -- the guy was like a macho type in a fancy looking sportscar, looked like a guy that would use his car to pick up girls. So I took the bus but I had to do a stop in the city to take another bus and run into a friend. She goes: "Oh my god, Julie.. What...What happened to your face?" I say: "What do you mean?" She hands me over a handmirror and the right side of my face is all purple and bruised! I look..horrible. The guy I thought who was picking me up was just taking pitty on me. I don't know why I hadn't felt it before, maybe because I was focusing on my chest that was hurting worse. I told my friend about what happened (she looked at me with a puzzled face) and then went home. Then my mother didn't believe me because well, it does sound really stupid and unlikely, running into a pole. She thought someone harrassed me or something. She sat next to me and like held my shoulders and was being really nice: "you can tell me what happened, sweetie.." and blablabla, you know, mom stuff. And then I... started crying! It also happened when people were being overly nice to me so I guess that's what triggered it. Of course it made my mom freak out and it took a loooong to convince her I ran into a pole (and not a rapist or something). The next day at school was the most embarrassing part...

Also long post, sorry!

Oh yeah, one time I was pretending I had a gun and I was pretending to shoot everything (when I pretend, I really get immersed to the point that reality becomes merely a playground for my fantasies. I should get that checked O_o), and when I came back to reality my brother was at the doorway looking at me with a face...

An embarrassing moment for me is probably since 1st or 2nd grade I believe.

There was this girl I liked named Krystal/Crystal I think, and both of us sat to where our backs were facing each other. I remember some annoying dude who kept asking me who I liked. At first I didn't want to tell him, but he just kept asking and asking, and I think he even asked me for my autograph (LOL).

I finally told him, and he screams out, "BRANDON LIKES CRYSTAL/KRYSTAL!!!"

I just froze. She was RIGHT BEHIND ME. I was like:



I just didn't know what to do. I slowly turn my head around, and she turns her head around and smiles at me.

Another embarrassing moment for was when I was a Junior in High School. I used to hang out with some people who were on the tennis team, and a few random people. It wasn't a lot of them, just those people that you saw and could sit by for the time being.

They would always ask which girl I would have sex with or liked. I never really paid attention into liking a girl, since I was so serious about school work.

It felt like I was going to stutter, but I just kept asking them why they want to know. I told them that none of the girls are attractive to me.

To be honest, most of the girl looked disproportionate, and the hot ones probably had boyfriends already.

Then they try to compel me more by asking if I'm gay.

I'm like "NO I'm NOT!"

And they just keep asking me over and over, then they start making a list of girls that they know I've met. The dude sitting in front of me asks about a girl named Margeaux, and how she's the closest girl who was mixed with black, white, and other races, and how she's probably the smartest girl in the top 3%.

He was basically telling me I should go with her or something like that.

I just pause and I'm thinking "what the fuck do I do now?"

And then Hussein, the guy sitting to the right of me is smiling, and he turns around to the table behind us and taps Margeaux's shoulders saying that I liked her!

I'm like !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!$@()*%%%!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK!!! It was just like that situation when I was younger!

I didn't turn around this time, Margeaux just told him, "OH MY GAWD, SHUT UPPPPP!"

I just couldn't turn around, because I knew there were the popular kids that most likely had a Facebook, (thank god I didn't have one at the time).

I just took that humiliation like a fucking champ. The guys started laughing and I'm telling them that I don't like her.


The reason why I was so bothered by them telling her this was because I had her for U.S. History Dual Credit, and she sat right next to me in class, so I was wondering how awkward this was going to be.

So the next day, I'm in the U.S. History Dual Credit class, trying to ignore her coming in the room and sitting next to me (the class was split into seats of 4 for group stuff, so she sat to my left perpendicular to me).

She didn't say anything, I think she was trying to not worry about it either.

Then when I go to lunch, before I sat down next to the guys, Margeaux smiles at me and says "Hi Brandon!!!!"

For a split second, I didn't know what to do again, I just did a short smile and moved on. She was really happy when she told me this.



I was surprised the other guys didn't see this, but when I told Hussein about how she responded to me in a positive way, he's like "REALLY!?!?!? ?

So I guess that made the moment less traumatic for me haha.

Originally Posted by Meeps

It also happened when people were being overly nice to me so I guess that's what triggered it.

Maybe that is what it is. I suppose people never really genuinely care about me, so when someone did it was.... relieving or something. Could finally release those tears from various things that had built up or something. I've finally found a possible explanation! Thankyou!

Link, based on your stories you could have had so much pussy by now it's not even funny.
GET OUT THERE! At least once!

Originally Posted by tommo

Link, based on your stories you could have had so much pussy by now it's not even funny.
GET OUT THERE! At least once!

Originally Posted by Linkzelda41

They're all identical!

But I agree with Tommo, I've read it a bunch of times now in your stories that a girl is interested in you, you must be really picky, shy or both!

When I was 13 years old, I went on a date with my first girlfriend, ever, who was 15. It all went pretty well until the end. She held a hand out, signaling a hug, but not realizing this, I shook her hand. Suddenly, I realized what she meant, and then I sat there for a minute, confused. Then I kind of laughed a little, and she jokingly offered a hand shake, to which I grabbed her awkwardly in a hug. Then she raised her hand to wave, and I high-five'd her. Later that night, I proceeded to destroy every bone in my palm using only my face.

Last year in U.S. History, I decided to get up and recite the Gettysburg Address for extra credit. What I didn't know was that I had to do it in-front of the class. I'm terrible at doing things like that when I'm being watched by lots of people, so I became incredibly nervous. With no podium, the entire class of 21 could see my knees shaking as I scrambled for the words. I slowly and painfully pieced together the first paragraph throughout the multiple, once more I say, painful, attempts to redirect attention at other people. It was rather pathetic. This went on for a bit until the teacher finally just kind of asked me to sit down. He knew that I knew it, and would ask me to recite it for him later, but I guess he could see how terribly unprepared I was for the whole thing. It was incredibly embarrassing. I was haunted by that experience for months. No one made fun of me that I knew of, but I sure was making fun of myself for being so ridiculous.

Oh, and see, I've never asked anyone out before, and honestly, sometimes I feel like I never will. I have a really hard time forcing myself to do anything but walk in a straight line, look in a straight line, and try to make sure that no one else knows I exist. Last year, even as old as 16, this ageless phobia got a hold of me. The only girl I've ever liked in my school was in my path to the locker, and I was with two friends, a guy and a girl, who knew how much I like her. They started pushing me forwards and telling me to ask her out then, and I kept saying I couldn't and trying to just shrug it off, but the closer they got, the more they pushed, and so I did the only thing I knew how to do.

I bailed. I ran away, down the hallway, got on the bus, sat there and didn't say a word to anyone. I'm not even sure that was embarrassing. In retrospect, yeah. At the time, I was just relieved to be anywhere but there.

haha aw man, I lol'd a lot at that.
But I can completely relate to all of it.

Originally Posted by Somniloquist

That sounds like something out of a comedy

Speaking of embarrassing singing moments, when I was about 10 there was a time when I thought I was alone and I was singing the Sailor Moon theme song in the shower. When I walked out of the bathroom, my brother and his girlfriend were playing Nintendo in the room and she said "thanks, now I know all the lyrics to Sailor Moon". She wasn't mean about it but it was still really embarrassing.

There was also a time in grade 11 French class when we had to write a short story, so I wrote a piece of crap and then the teacher told us we would have to present it to the class. So I had this confusing garbage to present, in French, and we weren't allowed to have any notes in front of us, and I get horribly nervous in presentations to begin with... and I just froze multiple times and made no sense whatsoever. And that was actually on the second attempt at presenting. I was supposed to do it the day before, but I was so scared I ended up getting sick and crying. I'm pretty sure everyone in the class thought I was faking it just to get out of the presentation.

i got hit the nuts in martial arts and grandpa laghed at it . .

I was 14ish, home alone, jacking off behind the computer. Two guys walked past our house and looked inside, saw me doing it. They pointed and laughed. I died.

Originally Posted by Timothy Paradox

I was 14ish, home alone, jacking off behind the computer. Two guys walked past our house and looked inside, saw me doing it. They pointed and laughed. I died.

i got hit the nuts in martial arts and grandpa laghed at it . .

When I was seven years old and in second grade I had my first chance to hang out with the cool group,
I was invited to play catch and kiss with them and I liked one of the girls in the group, so hell yeah.
It was crush's turn to catch someone and I was running really fast, thinking I was doing really well.
All of a sudden I realised "oh, the point is to get caught, I get to kiss a girl!"

I got caught, girl knelt over me and puckered up for a kiss, I got nervous and freaked out,
screamed "NO!" and I pushed her and ran away as fast as I could, but it was uphill and I was fat so I just
kind of fat-jogged away while everyone laughed at me. Looking back, I wish I appreciated the humour .

Couldn't think of anything for a while but then reading a few posts here reminded me of two somewhat embarrassing stories.

First one was around third or fourth grade, I was writing some paper, don't remember on what, and then the homeroom teacher told me that older students from another grade would make a PowerPoint presentation based on it. That alone is sort of awkward, having some other students make a presentation out of your paper.. But then, a few days later, the teacher told me to go to the computer lab which is where those students were working on the presentation at the moment, and the computer teacher was a pretty weird old lady. She told me to go around and "check on how they are doing", or something like that.

So I awkwardly walked around to every computer and asked the older students what they were doing with my presentation and stuff, and I was really embarrassed since I was just some third grader "bossing around" these 6-7 graders whom I've never met before. No one really answered much, they just showed me some of the PowerPoint slides, and I was like "Yeah, good work..", and then I asked the teacher if she would let me go back. But she told me again to check more thoroughly to make sure they are doing everything right, etc. So basically for half an hour I was just awkwardly standing behind those students' backs looking at what they were doing.

Now it could have been over at that, but some time after this my homeroom teacher told me that I would also have to present on that stupid PowerPoint. In the auditorium. Yes, that's right, on an actual freaking stage in front of god knows how many people (well, I don't think it would be the whole school, though I don't remember what the paper/presentation was on and why it was so important). And I never found out because of course I faked being sick and didn't come to school on the day that presentation was supposed to happen. The next day was really awkward and I tried my best not to make eye contact with my teacher LOL. Thankfully no one ever mentioned it after that again, but I still felt pretty guilty for skipping out for a long time afterwards.

The other story isn't really that bad, happened in 10th grade I think, and it's the same thing that happened to Tommo - I was trying to take a sneaky picture of my crush and didn't realize the flash was on.... It was in front of a lot of people, and my crush was walking with a friend too, so I just flashed them both and then kept walking like nothing happened.. Dang that was embarrassing..

Probably the most mortifying experience I had was as a young adult in the working world, my company would celebrate everybody's birthday and have birthday cake in the kitchen and people would gather around and sing a rousing version of "Happy Birthday." Well my birthday came and we gathered in the kitchen, and as people started to sing I became horrified, as I could barely hear people singing, I looked around and saw their mouths sort of moving, their eyes cast to the ground, with hardly any sound coming out at all, it sounded like a whisper. I wanted to run 100 miles away and never show my face there again, I couldn't believe it, it was so humiliating. Assholes.

I was riding my bike In a skirt. while i riding I didn't notice that my skirt fell off until I stopped at the mall and people were laughing at me and I started to pee my panties and cry

I'll take the most embarrassing moment of my life to the grave with me. BUT, I think the second most embarrasing moment happened on a school trip when I was like 9 or 10. We were on an art museum and I had to visit the toilet. After doing my thing I noticed I couldn't open the door. The handle was stuck. Or so I thought . I went into full panic and screamed "HEEELLPP!! HEEELPP!!" multiple times from the bottom of my lungs. ( LOL I just bursted into laughter writing this and remembering back to it, oh god...)" After screaming for a while I tried the handle again and the door eased open. I couldn't believe it. I went out and received many weirded out gazes from everyone else.

But yea, that wasn't too bad I suppose. But the thing that happened which I'm not willing to tell anyone EVER, is so bad, that I stop myself from thinking about it whenever I remember it happening.

When I was in first grade, on the first day of school, I got off the bus made a beeline to the swings. Apparently, it rained the night before there was a puddle at the end of the slide and slid down it but, I fell into the mud and got all of my bottom dirty. I didn't even notice that everyone went in side the school and started classes already. Long story short, I went to class with muddy clothes and everyone laughed at me. It was a hell of a first-day at school.