Embarrassing Situations Thread V1.0 - Oh, the shame! - General

I know a lot of good LPers, don't know what you guys mean.

[QUOTE=UberMunchkin;38841955]They were doing it like iJustine and took 15 minutes just to open a door[/QUOTE] Just watched iJustine play a game, my god is she bad. ´omg no i lost Carlos.´ ´oh he´s not dead yet!´ :suicide:

[I]how embarrasing[/I] [video=youtube;ysBYoYQlXnk]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ysBYoYQlXnk[/video]

One evening me and two friends were walking along Brighton Beach when we heard someone singing in a bar and decided to have a look. We peeked into the door and there was this huge transexual singer singing very loud, surrounded by a crowd of drunken men singing along. She/he (i'm quite sure it was a guy) had a huge wig, and was short, fat, ugly and covered with make up. We stared for a moment asking ourselves what the fuck, when all of a sudden they all went quiet and looked at us. The singer said "Hey, come and join us!" so they quickly dragged us in, sit us down and dance all gay-like around us while singing (I don't want to sound homophobic, but it was a gay club and we were really embarassed). The transexual singer then started to dance around one of my friends singing things like "I'll make your bum sore!". My friend is french so didn't understand, and was just laughing along. Everyone was singing like mad, and offering us drinks and stuff. I look at my friend sitting next to me and we look at each other with a "we've got to get the fuck out of here" stare. The singer then approaches me and says "give me a kiss". I refuse and just say "eh, no thanks". The crowd of drunks gets angry and they all shout "KISS KISS KISS". I gt frustrated and say "no, sorry, I'm not Gay!". They all start boo-ing and shouting at us, and as soon as the singer turns around to speak to the crowd I get up, grab my friends and rush out, while everyone shouts behind us. It was a really awkward and embarassing evening. (quite ordinary if you live in Brighton though)

[QUOTE=Kirbyfactor;38842179]Just watched iJustine play a game, my god is she bad. ´omg no i lost Carlos.´ ´oh he´s not dead yet!´ :suicide:[/QUOTE] Her entire second portal 2 episode was about her figuring out she could use the orange portal.

I imagine them both as Dopefish and both laughing uncontrollably.

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This one's not really an embarrassment, but more of an "oh shit i fucked up brutally": I was doing my final for my Finance class last year. The teacher was being fired because he was under-qualified, so he hardly taught us anything at all and let us dick around on the computers. Our project was about how we want to live our lives thirty years from now in terms of finances. One of the things was to get life insurance. So I set off to find a website that'd give me good life insurance information shit. I found one (kind of sleazy) site, and in order to get the information they asked a bunch of personal information from me, like my address, name, phone number, etc. So I put in fake information (said my name was Cave Johnson :v: ), but it noticed I put in a fake phone number. So I put in my real cell phone number because it was forcing me to, and then it gave me the information I needed for the assignment. About thirty seconds later, my phone got a call from a random number. I googled the number, and sure enough, it was associated with the people I got the insurance shit from. There was a website where people were talking about how they'd been getting calls from it five times a day for a few years, and whenever they answered they just got silence on the other end. This fucking scared me because I [I]really[/I] didn't want to deal with that shit. So I saw one guy say that he called them back and simply asked to be put onto a do-not-call list, and they listened. So I tried to do the same. I called the number and a polite young-sounding woman picked up and asked how she can help me. I started using my stage voice, which is a lot deeper than my normal one. I requested calmly to be put onto a do-not-call list, and she said "Is this the number ending in ____?" I said yes, and she said "Alright, Mr. Johnson. Done." I thanked her politely and hung up. Then I read more people's experiences and they were a lot worse than mine, full of arguments and swearing. I got off lucky. It's been six months since that first call and I haven't gotten a single one since.

A few days ago, I ate 4 Fish Tacos from Rubio's and as I went up to refill my soda, I threw up all over the place

I went to MacDonalds during a break at college and asked for a meal. They asked what drink and I said I wanted fries. It was such a minor mistake and I just can't live it down.

[QUOTE=HeavyGuy;38846634]I went to MacDonalds during a break at college and asked for a meal. They asked what drink and I said I wanted fries. It was such a minor mistake and I just can't live it down.[/QUOTE] Your life must be terrible then, how can you live with such a tragedy? :v:

This is not a tragedy, this is the true embodiment of manhood. Wanting to drink french fries is something only a real McCoy would do.

i have a habit of ordering things as "medium" when i don't know what the options are. i used to just order scrambled eggs whenever asked "how do you like your eggs?" because i didn't know what else to say. a while back i posted here about ordering a medium egg. a few weeks later my dad and i went out for breakfast, i have issues hearing in loud places. the waitress asked me a question i couldn't hear so i reflexively answered "medium" (thinking back on it now i actually have no idea how this answer would've been applicable to what i had ordered because i was getting waffles). a minute later i realized she had been asking me what kind of meat i wanted with my waffles. thankfully "medium" translates to "bacon" so everything worked out.

[QUOTE=junker|154;38839449]Perhaps it's a funny story now, but when it happened I felt like a complete idiot :v: You know, the first sex with your new girlfriend is something special.[/QUOTE] It's most of the awkward situations that happen like that. When I was told what I did when I was flat out drunk going to Stockholm, I also felt a bit ashamed but then after about a week I watched some videos of me and gosh they were ridiculously hilarious. It's experiences like these which make your life full of interesting things. Appreciate that when you will become older and recall on those events to whoever you will. You know, considering the sex life topic, I remember my first time becoming a man. I was so nervous I couldn't put condom at first because, due to me being so nervous my dick lost hardon too fast, i think, and after I did (on 2nd attempt, ruining the 1st condom), we couldn't find a decent pose to start "tickling" each other. In the end, on the 3rd attempt (haha) she was just on top. Right after that (It was her first time, too) my girl friend. Oh, how I love her, goddamit. So, after we "ended", she started to come out of me while saying "Well, at least there ain't much blood". I looked up and saw that there was actually blood dipping out of her funny place, so I said "Actually no, there is". When she noticed the blood drops, she eeked and started laughing. Finally, we had to stop her bleeding somehow. The bed blanket wasn't an option (we were doing that when parents were at home :v: fucking stupid but funny as hell), so while she was holding her blood up her vag, I thought of a simple solution - I had a fuckload of clean white socks in the drawer, so I gave her a pair and it did the trick.

I wish my first sex to turn into a blood pool too because it sounds hillarious [editline]16th December 2012[/editline] And also make parents walk into the room and think that we are doin some statanist shit or I am raping a whore's corpse

[QUOTE=MuffinZerg;38849230]I wish my first sex to turn into a blood pool too because it sounds hillarious [editline]16th December 2012[/editline] And also make parents walk into the room and think that we are doin some statanist shit or I am raping a whore's corpse[/QUOTE] Sounds nice, your parents would've been proud of you.

I mean it would be hillaroius and akward to explain stuff to my parents but then I would laugh my ass off

[QUOTE=MuffinZerg;38849558]I mean it would be hillaroius and akward to explain stuff to my parents but then I would laugh my ass off[/QUOTE] "Son, why the fuck were you fucking a bleeding corpse?" "Mum meet my new girlfriend Joanna" "SHE IS ALIVE?!"

[QUOTE=Guy Mannly;38847783].. [B]i have issues hearing in loud places[/B]. the waitress asked me a question i couldn't hear so i reflexively answered...[/QUOTE] Oh God, this! I always have to think out what the other guy could have possibly said, because I only hear a half of other people's sentences most of the time and I don't wanna annoy people with constantly asking: "What?" Too bad I tend to think it out incorrectly, responding with the most inappropriate or stupid answers. Sometimes I reflexively answer to a question I misheard and in that particular moment I fail to realize they said something else than I heard. So everyone goes "Buhahaaaa!" and I'm just really confused. Good that we usually laugh it off, but it's still a pain in the ass.

"Son why the fuck are you fucking a moaning bleeding corpse? Did we raise you wrong? Is it so fucking hard to finish them off before fucking? Can't you fucking tell a corpse from a living?"

[QUOTE=Guy Mannly;38847783]i have a habit of ordering things as "medium" when i don't know what the options are. i used to just order scrambled eggs whenever asked "how do you like your eggs?" because i didn't know what else to say. a while back i posted here about ordering a medium egg. a few weeks later my dad and i went out for breakfast, i have issues hearing in loud places. the waitress asked me a question i couldn't hear so i reflexively answered "medium" (thinking back on it now i actually have no idea how this answer would've been applicable to what i had ordered because i was getting waffles). a minute later i realized she had been asking me what kind of meat i wanted with my waffles. thankfully "medium" translates to "bacon" so everything worked out.[/QUOTE] this is what happened to me: "What type of drink do you want" well done I ended up getting a doctor pepper

[QUOTE=KlaseR;38842370]One evening me and two friends were walking along Brighton Beach when we heard someone singing in a bar and decided to have a look. We peeked into the door and there was this huge transexual singer singing very loud, surrounded by a crowd of drunken men singing along. She/he (i'm quite sure it was a guy) had a huge wig, and was short, fat, ugly and covered with make up. We stared for a moment asking ourselves what the fuck, when all of a sudden they all went quiet and looked at us. The singer said "Hey, come and join us!" so they quickly dragged us in, sit us down and dance all gay-like around us while singing (I don't want to sound homophobic, but it was a gay club and we were really embarassed). The transexual singer then started to dance around one of my friends singing things like "I'll make your bum sore!". My friend is french so didn't understand, and was just laughing along. Everyone was singing like mad, and offering us drinks and stuff. I look at my friend sitting next to me and we look at each other with a "we've got to get the fuck out of here" stare. The singer then approaches me and says "give me a kiss". I refuse and just say "eh, no thanks". The crowd of drunks gets angry and they all shout "KISS KISS KISS". I gt frustrated and say "no, sorry, I'm not Gay!". They all start boo-ing and shouting at us, and as soon as the singer turns around to speak to the crowd I get up, grab my friends and rush out, while everyone shouts behind us. It was a really awkward and embarassing evening. (quite ordinary if you live in Brighton though)[/QUOTE] I'm American and as soon as you said Brighton, I knew exactly where this story was going :v:

[QUOTE=Kindlinho;38850424]Oh God, this! I always have to think out what the other guy could have possibly said, because I only hear a half of other people's sentences most of the time and I don't wanna annoy people with constantly asking: "What?" Too bad I tend to think it out incorrectly, responding with the most inappropriate or stupid answers. Sometimes I reflexively answer to a question I misheard and in that particular moment I fail to realize they said something else than I heard. So everyone goes "Buhahaaaa!" and I'm just really confused. Good that we usually laugh it off, but it's still a pain in the ass.[/QUOTE] i'm dyslexic, one of my symptoms involves having trouble differentiating sound. most of the conversations i have involve imitating the other person's facial expressions or gestures because i actually have no idea what they're saying [editline]16th December 2012[/editline] [QUOTE=MuffinZerg;38850587]"Son why the fuck are you fucking a moaning bleeding corpse? Did we raise you wrong? Is it so fucking hard to finish them off before fucking? Can't you fucking tell a corpse from a living?"[/QUOTE] pretty sure most people above the age of 12 realize that girls bleed once a month

[QUOTE=Guy Mannly;38854147] pretty sure most people above the age of 12 realize that girls bleed once a month[/QUOTE] Plus there's the whole virginity thing

[QUOTE=Guy Mannly;38854147] pretty sure most people above the age of 12 realize that girls bleed once a month[/QUOTE] [QUOTE=BigJoeyLemons;38854254]Plus there's the whole virginity thing[/QUOTE] It had nothing to do with either of these though. Terrible fucking joke, no question about that.

[QUOTE=Guy Mannly;38854147]i'm dyslexic, one of my symptoms involves having trouble differentiating sound. most of the conversations i have involve imitating the other person's facial expressions or gestures because i actually have no idea what they're saying [/QUOTE] I'm not dyslexic. Or at least nobody found out if I am. Yet. But my dad hit my head when he carried me through a doorway. (after birth) But goddamn I must be the worst differentiator (is that even a word?) of sound ever. I know that feeling - conversations like: "Hey, wahtiajcoiaosxjaioxas..." and me saying: "Uh-huh", "I see" or "Yeah" a putting on a stupid smirk. It's actually pretty frustrating because you never learn anything new and it's extremely hard to run a solid conversation when you don't even know where it started, continued or ended at. Hurts my flirting potential so much.. :v:

Personally, I think it is a common human problem that we tend to mix signals between different sources as I also encounter these problems. To me, when everybody starts talking at once, the sound of the person's voice seems like nonsense. It's similar to listening to something that is just quiet enough that you couldn't make up the words.

[QUOTE=Kindlinho;38854355]I'm not dyslexic. Or at least nobody found out if I am. Yet. But my dad hit my head when he carried me through a doorway. (after birth) But goddamn I must be the worst differentiator (is that even a word?) of sound ever. I know that feeling - conversations like: "Hey, wahtiajcoiaosxjaioxas..." and me saying: "Uh-huh", "I see" or "Yeah" a putting on a stupid smirk. It's actually pretty frustrating because you never learn anything new and it's extremely hard to run a solid conversation when you don't even know where it started, continued or ended at. Hurts my flirting potential so much.. :v:[/QUOTE] i didn't find out until i was in my second semester of college. it's pretty common (estimated to affect 10% of the us population) but from what i know, a lot of people don't find out until later in life and some people are never diagnosed with it. i usually try and listen for key words and discern what the person's telling me from those. [QUOTE=Mastermind of42;38854481]Personally, I think it is a common human problem that we tend to mix signals between different sources as I also encounter these problems. To me, when everybody starts talking at once, the sound of the person's voice seems like nonsense. It's similar to listening to something that is just quiet enough that you couldn't make up the words.[/QUOTE] there have been studies to show dyslexics have a harder time differentiating sound.

"Would you like a big or small coke?" "yes"