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

[QUOTE=Daskript;39197687]So in high school, our ICT lessons sucked. The teacher looked like Sloth from The Goonies and knew fuck all about computers. He was always giving us lectures on how to add two numbers in Excel or some other menial task like drawing pictures using the cell highlighter. Unbeknownst to him, everyone else was making good use of this information and busy perfecting their Excel swastika's, while I was doing some next grade shit coding a pop-up that said 'You've been hacked!'. Apart from displaying the text, it did absolutely nothing. Then, out of the blue the polish network administrator almost blows the door of it's hinges and asks the teacher about my account name. He just points to my place while I'm just sitting there shitting myself. He asks 'vhat is zis?' and I click on the program. After analysing my code for what felt like hours he brings over the teacher. I briefly explain what it does and how harmless it is. They don't have any of it, with either of them barely able to grasp the concept of an 'exe'. The teacher shouts "I don't want to hear any more of this crap, alright?" He then returns to his lecture with all the students in shock. Thanks to this little escapade I almost get excluded from my high school and earn the title 'The Script'. Hence the name. Just something that has always stuck in my mind. My friends would never let me live it down :tinfoil:[/QUOTE] Damn, I've had a similar experience. If any of you guys have used Cubase, you'll know it will probably freezes on a single core pc with 2GB ram. I made a simple batch file that kills the process so I'm not sitting there waiting for it to unfreeze, and apparently this is "pro hacking". This got my account locked for a bit, and when it was re-enabled, they told me they were keeping a close eye on me. Obviously I took this as a cue to make a folder called "ICT Technicians butthurt they can't do useful stuff" which seemed to have pissed them off. I didn't get suspended because the guy who does all the suspensions was my Maths teacher and a bro, but I don't have write permissions to my documents anymore. I also caught him and the other ICT technicians playing Starcraft 2 when the file server was down.

[QUOTE=FlamingSpaz;39219299]Damn, I've had a similar experience. If any of you guys have used Cubase, you'll know it will probably freezes on a single core pc with 2GB ram. I made a simple batch file that kills the process so I'm not sitting there waiting for it to unfreeze, and apparently this is "pro hacking". This got my account locked for a bit, and when it was re-enabled, they told me they were keeping a close eye on me. Obviously I took this as a cue to make a folder called "ICT Technicians butthurt they can't do useful stuff" which seemed to have pissed them off. I didn't get suspended because the guy who does all the suspensions was my Maths teacher and a bro, but I don't have write permissions to my documents anymore. I also caught him and the other ICT technicians playing Starcraft 2 when the file server was down.[/QUOTE] Nothing pisses me off more than inept people in high positions.

[QUOTE=gtanoofa;39217710]I was 14 V:v:V[/QUOTE] I'm 15, and I'm quite capable of controlling myself :downs:

One time in like 1st grade, I was in the cafeteria waiting in line for lunch, and i'm just chilling there slowly moving with the line when this older kid tells me to come with him because a teacher said and as I'm walking back i see a piss trail by where I went, I laughed and said "Look somebody peed!". We leave the cafeteria and the guy asks me, "Do you still need to go to the restroom?", that's when I notice my pants are wet and I'm the one who pissed up the cafeteria. I went through the walk of shame without even knowing it.

About a year ago I dislocated my left knee when I simply bend over to pick up a ball. Back then it was pretty emberassing when everyone asked me why I was walking on crutches for a month and they all expected it was some horrible accident and I all I had to say that I went to pick up a [B]motherfucking[/B] ball. Oh and what made it worse is that it was one of those fluffly ones which are about as heavy as some leaves or a piece of paper or something.

[QUOTE=Ray551;39220819]About a year ago I dislocated my left knee when I simply bend over to pick up a ball. Back then it was pretty emberassing when everyone asked me why I was walking on crutches for a month and they all expected it was some horrible accident and I all I had to say that I went to pick up a [B]motherfucking[/B] ball. Oh and what made it worse is that it was one of those fluffly ones which are about as heavy as some leaves or a piece of paper or something.[/QUOTE] how the fuck does your knee dislocate from bending down

[QUOTE=MountainWatcher;39217972]I pissed myself all the time when I was a kid. For some reason, i didn't give a fuck.[/QUOTE] when I piss I usually slightly pull the front of my pants down so my dick can dangle but several times I'd miss grabbing my underwear so I would just stand there for a few seconds unknowingly pissing all in my underwear shit sucks man

Speaking of piss stories, here is one I just remembered now... There was one time when I was young and I was playing football with my friend at a field near where we lived. There was a foresty bushy area near the field and I ran in there to go have a piss. The problem is that I am conscious of people hearing me pee or poop so I decided to run a bit further in than I would have liked and by the time I got my dick out I had already started peeing and quite a lot of it just went on my pants. I was wearing grey pants so this stood out very obviously. I got back out of the foresty bit and it went like this: Me: Woops I must have missed a little bit. Friend: You pissed yourself didn't you? Me:................ Yeah. He was quite nice so he didn't take the piss out of me or anything (no pun intended).

Why didn't you find a way to get back to your house to get changed instead?

I remember many years ago, when I was a little kid in 2nd or 3rd grade, my mom had me join a karate class. The first day, I was scared as hell. The instructor of the class was this huge, hulk of a man with a super deep, booming voice. He's talking about all these things like: [B]You must have [I]discipline![/I] and [I]strength! [/I]in [I]each[/I] of your moves, you will learn to deny your body pain! In order to do so we're going to start off with some conditioning. Nobody is allowed any water or rest during this time![/B] I'm just going with the flow, doing punches and kicks and jumping jacks. I have no clue what the hell I'm really doing. After we did that for about 20 minutes, the instructor starts doing all these crazy moves to show off what he knows and what we could be able to do later on with years of practice, screaming each Hyah! with ferocity. I really had to go to the bathroom but I was so freaking scared that he'd get mad at me. I literally just stood in my spot and pissed myself. My entire tunic below the waistline (its a white tunic) is warm, wet and piss yellow, shrunken and clinging to my legs. There's a sizable puddle surrounding me. By this time several of the fellow students saw me and starting moving away from me and making comments. The instructor was still going through this time and stopped when he was wondering what the commotion was. He saw me and my puddle, in the dead center of the room and myself staring at him, almost quivering in fear. All he did was hold his head in his hand and shook it. They ended up calling my mom and she had to take me home and my piss had soaked into the mats of the Dojo. I eventually got over it and years later earned the black belt rank and quit but to this day there remains a familiar stain on the Dojo floor.

[QUOTE=supersoldier58;39221529]Why didn't you find a way to get back to your house to get changed instead?[/QUOTE] I live about 15-20 mins away from the field. It was easier and probably less risky to let it dry in the sun. Yes that sounds disgusting but I was like 7 or 8 haha

Talking about silly computer class stuff, I have one. In this fundamentals of technology class in high school, which I thoroughly enjoyed, as well as the teacher, I would usually finish all my work for the day quickly along with my friend and then we would look at funny pictures on the internet (before the existence of LMAO Pics thread, we would go on the PHWOnline forums and look at this funny GIFs thread), but sometimes there was some NSFW GIFs so I would try to scroll past them fast because of the monitoring system that the teacher would have where he could see everyone's screen with his. One time I just wasn't fast enough and then I saw that he was trying to take control of my desktop also. It was stuck on a NSFW GIF so I panicked and started pressing button combos to get out. Suddenly everyone's desktop had my desktop on their computer. Things were going crazy. I somehow gained control of what he was doing and started drawing on my screen with a marker that the program allowed you to do so I was scratching out the GIF with it. Nobody knew who it was, but my friend and I were pretending we didn't know who just snickering the whole time going like, "What the heck is this?". Now with this crisis my teacher was now embarrassed and ended the monitoring session to avert the crisis. Everyone was confused as to what just happened and I was lucky to not have been caught. Also I was in a computer building class with this same teacher (I had this teacher in 4 different classes throughout my high school years) and I was building my computer with the same friend when I drooled all over the motherboard. Luckily we have alot of spare mobos, but my friend saw it and he just whispers to me "Did you just drool all over our motherboard?" and then just starts laughing. We still built it up knowing it wasn't going to work and when it didn't work we just replaced the mobo without troubleshooting anything. The teacher told us to put with all the other mobos and I just told him this one was definitely not going to work and put it with all the broke ones. Also another time with the same teacher we had a project to make a presentation for an invention we would make. We would vote for who was the best. The teacher said to not be biased and vote fairly (as in not give yourself 10 and everyone else 1). I vote extremely unbiased and while he was tallying up the votes he comes to mine and says,"Who's Drew?" I answer and he replies,"Drew, you are biased." and continues tallying the votes. Everyone just starts laughing even the teacher. For the rest of my 4 years of high school I was called biased on every topic. Okay, so that's more than one. I have more, but I'll post them later. All my events with this teacher is just pure gold.

[QUOTE=Ray551;39220819]About a year ago I dislocated my left knee when I simply bend over to pick up a ball. Back then it was pretty emberassing when everyone asked me why I was walking on crutches for a month and they all expected it was some horrible accident and I all I had to say that I went to pick up a [B]motherfucking[/B] ball. Oh and what made it worse is that it was one of those fluffly ones which are about as heavy as some leaves or a piece of paper or something.[/QUOTE] Dont feel bad, my brother broke his femur by walking with his now ex girlfriend. not like fractured it but clean broke it, everything below his though was pointing in the wrong direction. He had to wear these tights on his legs after his surgery for like a month to prevent blood clots My same brother got into an ATV accident (He was doing 70 down a dirt road and hit a tree stump in the middle of the road "that came out of nowhere"). He fractured several ribs and cracked his skull pretty bad, all cause he wasn't wearing a helmet. When I saw him in the hospital a few hours after the wreck, first thing I said to him was "I heard the shortbus fell over, you gonna wear your helmet next time?"

[QUOTE=Ray551;39220819]About a year ago I dislocated my left knee when I simply bend over to pick up a ball. Back then it was pretty emberassing when everyone asked me why I was walking on crutches for a month and they all expected it was some horrible accident and I all I had to say that I went to pick up a [B]motherfucking[/B] ball. Oh and what made it worse is that it was one of those fluffly ones which are about as heavy as some leaves or a piece of paper or something.[/QUOTE] Not too long ago my father broke his leg and ended up being out of work for a month or so. All he was doing was walking up a hill and then "pop".

[QUOTE] Not too long ago my father broke his leg and ended up being out of work for a month or so. All he was doing was walking up a hill and then "pop". [/QUOTE] Osteoporosis. A couple years ago I broke my toe in two places while outside the entrance to a theater on a SANDBAG of all things (since sandbags obviously belong behind corners of dark doorways) a few minutes before I had to perform. Not exactly embarrassing, but sitting cross legged while with a look of intense pain on your face is not endearing to the audience. In fact, there was a person in the front row who was wondering audibly whether I was constipated.

My friend asked me for a photo of my new three piece suit on Skype yesterday. I hopped on Imgur to find a picture of it for her. I thought I copied the link to the picture of my suit, so I pasted into the chat without checking it first. It was actually this: [t]http://i.imgur.com/sfaF2.jpg[/t] A picture of my Guild Wars 2 character that I sent to my other friend moments before this. I had to explain to her what it was and why "she's dressed so skimpily".

Not quite the three piece suit you intended to show her was it?

That moment when you fart in a quiet moment at school, It's not even a loud fart, Just a little "Squark". You don't know what to do, You can't just look around, You can't just pretend you didn't hear it, You can't just try to blame someone else. It is the most horrific thing anyone can go through.

[QUOTE=Blockhead;39223562]That moment when you fart in a quiet moment at school, It's not even a loud fart, Just a little "Squark". You don't know what to do, You can't just look around, You can't just pretend you didn't hear it, You can't just try to blame someone else. It is the most horrific thing anyone can go through.[/QUOTE] [I]the internal perturbations that result from holding in a shit too long[/I] [I][B]the day my desk did not stand still[/B][/I]

Today my backpack got stuck in the escalator. I was pulling on it for a total of 10 minutes while several people kept looking at me and laughing. I had to wait until a teacher came with a scissor to cut it off.

[QUOTE=joshjet;39191806]I know this guy IRL, and he's really not that bad of a person. The post makes him out to be a complete asshole, and sometimes he is, but most of the time he's a pretty decent guy. What I'm saying is just don't judge the whole of his character on something he did while being riled up by his friends at a waterpark.[/QUOTE] You like an asshole, get over it. You liking him doesn't make him any less of a reckless shithead. Maybe you should rethink who you associate because it's pretty hard to spin compromising the integrity of a handrail on a staircase and throwing the nuts at people passing on a water slide into being 'riled up by his friends'. He endangered other people (and continues to endanger them, if those nuts weren't replaced), he didn't give a shit about others for the sake of deriving his own enjoyment, and interpreted the 'moral of the story' as "So long as I'm bigger than the guy, I can do whatever I want." It's pretty fucking indefensible.

[QUOTE=FreakyMe;39224428]You like an asshole, get over it. You liking him doesn't make him any less of a reckless shithead. Maybe you should rethink who you associate because it's pretty hard to spin compromising the integrity of a handrail on a staircase and throwing the nuts at people passing on a water slide into being 'riled up by his friends'. He endangered other people (and continues to endanger them, if those nuts weren't replaced), he didn't give a shit about others for the sake of deriving his own enjoyment, and interpreted the 'moral of the story' as "So long as I'm bigger than the guy, I can do whatever I want." It's pretty fucking indefensible.[/QUOTE] This guy's a friend of his, and all [I]we[/I] know about him is a single post on an Internet forum. Don't be so quick to judge, man. I nearly got kicked out of a football stadium for being a little reckless with my friend. I'll share more about that tomorrow.

[QUOTE=BigJoeyLemons;39224633]This guy's a friend of his, and all [I]we[/I] know about him is a single post on an Internet forum. Don't be so quick to judge, man. I nearly got kicked out of a football stadium for being a little reckless with my friend. I'll share more about that tomorrow.[/QUOTE] Stop having such a huge circle jerk and just admit that iy was wrong to do

"The post makes him out to be a complete asshole, and sometimes he is, but most of the time he's a pretty decent guy." Deciding to be a complete asshole just because you feel like it that day makes you a complete asshole. It doesn't matter if you open the car door for your girlfriend.

This happened at least 5-6 years ago. I went to school and everything was normal. I was sitting in Lithuanian class doing tasks and shit and then it happened... I started hearing these African ritual drums echoing throughout my body and the reincarnation of Mount Vesuvius volcano back in 79. I'm sitting there all sweaty and shaky. I can barely answer the teacher's questions. After she fucks off I ask my mate what's the next lesson. He said woodwork. Then I knew what the fuck to do. As soon as the bell rung I ran the fuck out of there in a quick dash to come home ASAP (couldn't release the kraken in school's toilet as there was no toilet fucking paper). Three mins in the running and I meet my damn religion teacher and he starts going about this project that he assigned and stuff like that. He's talking and all I can do is nod my head and try to hold the Victoria waterfall in. As soon as he stops I start running again. Well, I didn't actually run, I was just walking very quickly because it's impossible to run while holding arse piss in. After another few mins I finally approach the last street to cross. The only obstacle between me, a load of stairs and then my apartment. I cross the street and.. shit happened. The salsa and beans started to pour out of my asshole. I was like 15 stepts to my door, 15 fucking steps and I lost it. I go upstairs with pants full of shit, unlock the door with hopes to take a calm shit and dispose of the evidence, but guess what - grandma's home and she starts bitching about me leaving the lesson. I told her I had to take a shit and she started to nag about how I could have done it in school. So yeah, I do the walk of then unknown shame to the bathroom, take my shit and put my underwear in the laundry basket, thinking it would work.. Yeah, it didn't. I got back to school, we had a laugh about it with friends. Came back home and my grandma confronted me about shitting my pants. At least she was consoling me, not making fun of it. Before someone asks, why was my grandma at home anyway? Because back in the day I was quite young and my parents wouldn't let me stay on my own when they were out travelling.

This happened in 9th grade. A bunch of friends and me was walking towards the buss stop and my brain fucked me over hard. I was walking next to a female friend and as i said my brain told me it was a good idea to lay my arm around her shoulder. And then socially awkward 9th grade me who was really nervous around girls blushed like hell and i could hear my other friends behind me whispering and shit. And i didn't know how to play this of so i just keept my arm there, she looke like she enjoyed it. then we split ways and i went for my bus and them for their bus. I wanted to run into a wall the whole time while this happened. yay pageking!

[QUOTE=fredstin22;39228486]did you do the deed[/QUOTE] did he commit the crime

[QUOTE=PollytheParrot;39221622]I eventually got over it and years later earned the black belt rank and quit but to this day there remains a familiar stain on the Dojo floor.[/QUOTE] You definitely left your mark in the world of martial arts! Seriously though, good job!

[QUOTE=Schmaaa;39221058]how the fuck does your knee dislocate from bending down[/QUOTE] I don't have a fucking clue. I was pretty pumped up because I was doing some stupid fighting moves while throwing the ball with a friend of mine. He threw it a few metres to my left so I ran there and didn't even stop before beding down. I was still moving while doing so, so my leg kinda.. well.. [img]http://filesmelt.com/dl/knee1.png[/img] Fuck, this still does not make any sense! :v:

Yeah, I hate those moments when you're just minding your own business then your knee's like 'Fuck you' and bends in the opposite direction. But I have hyperextensions so that's normal for me.