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

Of all the daddy issues I've heard of..... "I hate my dad because he tried to teach me how to tie my shoe laces".

[QUOTE=Trunk Monkay;37254032]Of all the daddy issues I've heard of..... "I hate my dad because he tried to teach me how to tie my shoe laces".[/QUOTE] I didn't say I hate him for trying to teach me, because I hate him for entirely different reasons. What I'm saying is that he was pressuring me so much to get it right it just made me not want to try learning to tie them.

[QUOTE=Shadower1337;37253537]abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz Enjoy.[/QUOTE] Yeah get this as a tatoo or something

[QUOTE=Vengeful Falcon;37251726]Also i'm 16 and i don't know the alphabet in order.[/QUOTE] Have you never been to school or something, It's rammed into your brain more than damn times tables are.

OC I promise yeh freshman in college, talking with friends about what we wish to achieve this year walking down stairs at the same I loudly proclaim that my goal for the year is to "get laid sober" sound reverberates around the stairwell, ensuring that nobody will miss it random girl walks up stairs my eyes snap onto hers, and her eyes reluctantly follow her pupils enlarge from fear I realize that I'm being fucking creepy and I attempt a smile to reassure her that I won't keep her head in my mini-fridge the effort of smiling causes my dry, cracked lips to wetly break open, sending rivulets of blood down my chins her eyes widen further from the horror; her mouth opens but no scream comes forth I attempt to apologize, sending specks of blood flying into her face and open mouth the girl shuts her mouth and amid muffled screams, she goes up the stairs on all fours, moving like an animal in order to put as much distance as possible between me and her My friends look at me as if I just announced that I enjoy wearing suits made out of human skin there is no sound except for my blood dripping onto the floor my friends vacate the premises; I hide under the stairs I live the rest of my life plagued with doubt and mistrust of everything and everyone

[QUOTE=Vengeful Falcon;37251726]One time in primary 6 (about 8 years old i think) there was a rumour going around that if you flushed the toilet 3 times,turned the sink on and off 3 times then closed the stall doors 3 times that the "Blue nun" would appear. So that day i forgot to go to the toilet before school and i was so terrified that i just pee'd myself. I was pretty pissed because i had guitar lessons after lunch. Also i'm 16 and i don't know the alphabet in order.[/QUOTE] pissed in more ways than one

[quote=harry plinkett]the effort of smiling causes my dry, cracked lips to wetly break open, sending rivulets of blood down my chins[/quote] this is the first time in a few months that I've read something that made me laugh so hard that I cried

Back to about half-way through the 3rd year of high school (everybody uses different school systems, is confusing, I won't use grades) - I was about 14 or 15 years old and I still had German classes. So me and my best friend would always sit in the very front row, right opposite the teacher's desk. Our German teacher was kind of laid-back and relaxed, she never really punished you for doing things, she just made sarcastic retorts. But you still respected her because she was very nice. Anyways what me and my best friend would always do when she was away, or helping out one of the students behind us, or just not watching, was take the PC on her desk. Turn around the monitor, the keyboard and the mouse, and we would just be little children on that PC. Switching desktop icons around or typing things in the URL bar for everyone to see on the beamer when that was on. She had caught us in the act several times, but would just make us reverse our changes and that was it. It was only later on when she got sick of it and made more serious threats and we stopped doing it. Anyway, on her desktop were these two icons, both of them leading to internet browsers. One of them Internet Explorer, the other Mozilla Firefox. The general consensus amongst every student in school being that Mozilla Firefox is superior to Internet Explorer, I took the Internet Explorer icon and instead of having it point towards the actual browser, I pointed it to a short movie that I whipped up in Windows Movie Maker during that class. It was just 45 seconds of a plain blue background with scrolling text, with things like "haha, this isn't Internet Explorer" and "you should go and cry in the corner for using Internet Explorer" and more childish stuff like that. 45 seconds of comments on the stupidity of using IE when you have Firefox installed as well. Since then, I had never heard anything about it. People may have clicked it, I don't know. But they left it there. For 18 months that little icon just sat there on that desktop in a classroom on the first floor of my school. So, 18 months since I created it, I had long forgotten about it. I no longer messed with the computers, let alone desktop shortcuts, since many of the teachers were not as nice as that one German teacher. I was 16 at the end of the 4th year. The very end, like, the last hour before summer vacation, the last hour of our 4th year. Our French teacher, who was our mentor, wanted to show us something on the internet. And you all know where this is going now. She just HAD to click on the Internet Explorer icon that had sat there, unnoticed, for 18 months. In front of the entire class, on the beamer, this big blue screen popped up and this text started rolling across the screen. The teacher asking "what the hell is this", the students commenting "haha, some moron must have done this". I'll describe the colour of my cheeks at that time with RGB code: 255,0,0.

[QUOTE=Harry Plinkett;37254706]OC I promise yeh freshman in college, talking with friends about what we wish to achieve this year walking down stairs at the same I loudly proclaim that my goal for the year is to "get laid sober" sound reverberates around the stairwell, ensuring that nobody will miss it random girl walks up stairs my eyes snap onto hers, and her eyes reluctantly follow her pupils enlarge from fear I realize that I'm being fucking creepy and I attempt a smile to reassure her that I won't keep her head in my mini-fridge the effort of smiling causes my dry, cracked lips to wetly break open, sending rivulets of blood down my chins her eyes widen further from the horror; her mouth opens but no scream comes forth I attempt to apologize, sending specks of blood flying into her face and open mouth the girl shuts her mouth and amid muffled screams, she goes up the stairs on all fours, moving like an animal in order to put as much distance as possible between me and her My friends look at me as if I just announced that I enjoy wearing suits made out of human skin there is no sound except for my blood dripping onto the floor my friends vacate the premises; I hide under the stairs I live the rest of my life plagued with doubt and mistrust of everything and everyone[/QUOTE] [IMG]http://i50.tinypic.com/30u4l5e.jpg[/IMG]

[QUOTE=Raygen;37255744]Back to about half-way through the 3rd year of high school (everybody uses different school systems, is confusing, I won't use grades) - I was about 14 or 15 years old and I still had German classes. So me and my best friend would always sit in the very front row, right opposite the teacher's desk. Our German teacher was kind of laid-back and relaxed, she never really punished you for doing things, she just made sarcastic retorts. But you still respected her because she was very nice. Anyways what me and my best friend would always do when she was away, or helping out one of the students behind us, or just not watching, was take the PC on her desk. Turn around the monitor, the keyboard and the mouse, and we would just be little children on that PC. Switching desktop icons around or typing things in the URL bar for everyone to see on the beamer when that was on. She had caught us in the act several times, but would just make us reverse our changes and that was it. It was only later on when she got sick of it and made more serious threats and we stopped doing it. Anyway, on her desktop were these two icons, both of them leading to internet browsers. One of them Internet Explorer, the other Mozilla Firefox. The general consensus amongst every student in school being that Mozilla Firefox is superior to Internet Explorer, I took the Internet Explorer icon and instead of having it point towards the actual browser, I pointed it to a short movie that I whipped up in Windows Movie Maker during that class. It was just 45 seconds of a plain blue background with scrolling text, with things like "haha, this isn't Internet Explorer" and "you should go and cry in the corner for using Internet Explorer" and more childish stuff like that. 45 seconds of comments on the stupidity of using IE when you have Firefox installed as well. Since then, I had never heard anything about it. People may have clicked it, I don't know. But they left it there. For 18 months that little icon just sat there on that desktop in a classroom on the first floor of my school. So, 18 months since I created it, I had long forgotten about it. I no longer messed with the computers, let alone desktop shortcuts, since many of the teachers were not as nice as that one German teacher. I was 16 at the end of the 4th year. The very end, like, the last hour before summer vacation, the last hour of our 4th year. Our French teacher, who was our mentor, wanted to show us something on the internet. And you all know where this is going now. She just HAD to click on the Internet Explorer icon that had sat there, unnoticed, for 18 months. In front of the entire class, on the beamer, this big blue screen popped up and this text started rolling across the screen. The teacher asking "what the hell is this", the students commenting "haha, some moron must have done this". I'll describe the colour of my cheeks at that time with RGB code: 255,0,0.[/QUOTE] That's actually an awesome story.

I can't tie my laces either (and I study engineering). Well I can in the sense that once you're doing it, making a knot is not hard. However I do not know the procedure in my head, so while I can tie them, I don't [B]know[/B] how to tie them. Problem is, they don't need to be tied often (very rarely in fact), so by the time it's time to tie them again, I've forgotten the procedure (also because depending on mood, subject or whatever, I can have the memory of a goldfish sometimes).

I know two versions, one that's just two "stacked" ordinary knots (the first being without a loop, the second knot being with 2 loops resulting in the classical 2 loops and 2 strings look) and the one with the fox and the tree (which I also found complex as a kid, and the first one works just as well and takes up less brain space so I use that one, though people have called me a retard for using such a method)

Ian knot is easy as fuck unless you have some brain malfunction.

I had a sudden outburst diarrhea during recess. Before I got anywhere, some soft chocolate leaked. It was bad, I could smell it. I had a whole football field to cross, and some of the tough boys were approaching. I hid myself and waited until the break was over. When the coast was clear, I rushed to the toilet, eventually running past two of my classmates with the fear that they would smell it. I tried cleaning as much off my underpants as I could before returning to the class.

I was so stupid in kindergarten and thought come was spelled cum and so whenever I wrote message to someone I said "I'm Cumming".

Last two hours of my first day of High school, walked into the English 1 honors and just sat there like nobody's business. I didn't even realize it was the wrong period, and I wasn't in honors for two. For three I had that teachers class next period. Also, a kid told everyone he was a l33t MLG gamer

I was on my way home after class on my bike and was waiting at a stop light (a pedestrian one, large 60mph road, impass without crosswalk) at this particular light no one is comming the other way when the pedestrian light is hit, so I'm the one person who's holding up a huge road of traffic so i can cross. I go to take off and my weight was weird on my bike and my foot got caught in my pedal strap and I fell over on the sidewalk. by the time I got up and out of the pedal strap I didn't have enough time to cross

Well what the fuck. Learned tying laces in about 10 minutes :v: I am a tard though.

[QUOTE=RobyYe;37259789]Well what the fuck. Learned tying laces in about 10 minutes :v: I am a tard though.[/QUOTE] tards unite.

I was in fourth grade, in the chorus We were just about to go on stage for a concert I went to take a sip from my water bottle, and ended it up spilling it all over my crotch area The teacher notices I don't have any extra pants I have to stand nervously behind a short kid and sing in front of my parents and everyone else's parents, and all my classmates Oh by the way, first post. Hey, everyone! :D

[QUOTE=Kabstrac;37243380]I learned how to tie shoes in grade 7 I think[/QUOTE] I didn't learn until the summer leading into my sophomore year. [editline]15th August 2012[/editline] [QUOTE=Penne;37260386]I was in fourth grade, in the chorus We were just about to go on stage for a concert I went to take a sip from my water bottle, and ended it up spilling it all over my crotch area The teacher notices I don't have any extra pants I have to stand nervously behind a short kid and sing in front of my parents and everyone else's parents, and all my classmates Oh by the way, first post. Hey, everyone! :D[/QUOTE] Hi, remember me from last night? That retarded chef made a pesto sauce and still managed to make you taste bad.

[QUOTE=riceyrice;37260443]Hi, remember me from last night? That retarded chef made a pesto sauce and still managed to make you taste bad.[/QUOTE] that would have been a really weird post if his name wasn't Penne

[QUOTE=alien_guy;37254359]Have you never been to school or something, It's rammed into your brain more than damn times tables are.[/QUOTE] I'm currently in a grammar school :v:

My friend periodically fucks her boyfriend in the same room when I'm asleep. (There are two beds in it.) One time I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep. Had to lay there for 10 minutes and not pretend to hear anything..

^ My friend's roommate does the same thing with masturbation ^ I swear he does it chronically. It's almost a right of passage to walk in on him in the act. At one point my roommate and I received a text from our poor friend who's roommate thought he was asleep and started to go at it. Apparently our buddy was laying under a blanket against the wall trying to pretend that it wasn't happening. So as a response the two of us (who live in the adjacent room) turn the handle and violently kick in the door yelling HEY GAVIN! There was this awful split s econd of eye contact before he spun around, closed his laptop, and in one great motion slid his laptop into the trashcan to the left of his desk. He turned around and in his very thick chinese accent said, "Hello owen and cord, what are you doing?" Owen starts to say stuff like "oh nothing, just thought we'd check in at 2 in the morning." I walked over to my pal who had lived through this traumatizing event to hear him whisper "Thanks, I owe you one," without moving as to keep his lack of sleep a secret. We said goodnight to gavin wandered back through the hall. I have so many stories from that dorm

[QUOTE=Aerkhan;37249538]I actually asked her number once. Response? "I don't use what I sell." while pointing to the condoms.[/QUOTE] That's when you say "weeel I guess I don't need THEESE then...", put them back, then look at her seductively.

[QUOTE=Bamfan;37260931]My friend periodically fucks her boyfriend in the same room when I'm asleep. (There are two beds in it.) One time I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep. Had to lay there for 10 minutes and not pretend to hear anything..[/QUOTE] You should have just gotten out of bed and walked out of the room without saying anything.

[QUOTE=explodingape;37262770]I have so many stories from that dorm[/QUOTE] If they are anywhere near as good as that do tell

This isn't really embarassing but it could've been if I didn't have a friend right next to me to laugh about it. One time in 11th grade I had a couple of nasty zits on my face. There was a particularly large one smack in the middle of my right cheek that looked about ready to burst. During recess this girl comes up to me to say hi. So she kisses me on the cheek (this is how we usually say hi) and she accidentally pops the zit all over her cheek. I immediatly notice and feel terribad. She didn't notice until my friend that was sitting next to me pointed it out. She goes "oh my god ewwwwwwwwww" and proceeds to wipe it off furiously while my friend starts laughing about it. I apologised and handed her a tissue while I laughed it off with my friend (I didn't really find it that funny, it was more of a nervous laugh). Also there was this one time I was playing football and the ball suddenly developed a strange attraction to my face striking it about 3 times in one match. Atleast I kept the other guys from scoring. :v:

i used to wear velcros till like the 5th grade, then i just tied my shoes one day and everything worked out i wear sandals most of the time now though