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

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shouldve let him finish

I think my mother heard my sleep talking last night. I tend to yell in my dreams. I was dreaming about tracking down Bowser from the Mario Series near a pool park and at one point there was a slide that lead into a pool of horny homosexual men that were old and ugly as fuck and I was being dragged by monkeys being forced to go down said slide into a pool of homosexuals and I kept shouting "BACK AWAY YOU DAMN DIRTY HOMOSEXUAL APE MEN". She told me in the morningthat she heard this all the way from the bottom floor (she sleeps on the 2nd floor) and I thought it was just easier saying that I was playing video games and was insulting a bunch of Russian Communists.

[QUOTE=JoonazL;38064819]shouldve let him finish[/QUOTE] [img]http://www.facepunch.com/image.php?u=216944&dateline=1342990501[/img]

Today in college, me and my friends were talking about the I am Legend movie, and they talked about the scene where the man is in the bathtub with his dog. Without any thought what-so-ever, I said "Rape". They all now think I'm a furry :suicide:

Last week we were doing the Presidential Fitness Challenge for our midterm and I am doing the sit ups. Everything goes really well and there are 45 seconds left. And then I fart. Really fucking loud. It smelled so awful.

A dude fucking farted in my face in the train station the other day. That was my day officially ruined.

Turned around a corner pretty fast, wasn't paying attention Smashed right into the school principle's breasts Wasn't fun, awkward as hell

[QUOTE=Jetpack Bear;38091037]Turned around a corner pretty fast, wasn't paying attention Smashed right into the school principle's breasts Wasn't fun, awkward as hell[/QUOTE] Yesterday I was with a female friend, tripped, and grabbed her breasts to keep from falling. She was not pleased.

Earlier today: I'm done with my classes for the day at the local college, and I was relaxing in the Science Lounge waiting for my one buddy to finish his class. Turns out he was never there when I sat there for 30 minutes just to have my Organic Chem teacher pop in and leave. As I was getting ready to go, she asks me if I needed any assistance and I replied no and so I was leaving. Turns out she and my Physics teacher were also leaving at the same time, and I ended up following them all the way to the parking lot. Turns out that I ended up parking within 3 spaces of each of them. I feel like such a stalker right now.

mom walked in on me watching this: [url]http://facepunch.com/showthread.php?t=1218949[/url] she said "ooh, i hear pirates of the cari-" and walked out eating supper tonight will be awkward

i sneezed on a cute girl i liked yesterday. I was too embarrassed to say sorry.

I always feel insanely sleepy in the morning, no matter how early i sleep. School starts at like 7:30(wake up at 5:30) and I look like im drugged or some shit every morning, due to me not being awake. (I don't feel awake until 8:30 or so) a girl walks up to me and is like "who is your dealer"

[QUOTE=Suttles;38093524]I always feel insanely sleepy in the morning, no matter how early i sleep. School starts at like 7:30(wake up at 5:30) and I look like im drugged or some shit every morning, due to me not being awake. (I don't feel awake until 8:30 or so) a girl walks up to me and is like "who is your dealer"[/QUOTE] This sounds a lot like me though nobody accuses me of drugs. I feel asleep in almost every class I couldnt use my laptop in. Spanish, math, history. Two people nudged me every once and a while in history though so i wouldnt be asleep for more than 2 secs.

Shit, Suttles get it together man

[QUOTE=Suttles;38093524]I always feel insanely sleepy in the morning, no matter how early i sleep. School starts at like 7:30(wake up at 5:30) and I look like im drugged or some shit every morning, due to me not being awake. (I don't feel awake until 8:30 or so) a girl walks up to me and is like "who is your dealer"[/QUOTE] Same for me, nobody at school belives me when I say I don't smoke and barely drink alcohol. v:v:v

[QUOTE=KillaGunna24;37968614]It was the first day of Physical Training in JROTC during my Freshman year of high school. This was like sometime during the first week of school so I'm still really new and all. First thing I should probably mention is that I'm a fairly skinny and lazy kid. I sit in front of my computer most everyday for hours on end save for school. Anyways we were doing some warmups before we ran a few laps around the track outside. I did fine on the warmups though this was obviously tiring me just a little bit. It comes time to run around the track so I try and give it my best, keeping a consistent pace throughout all the laps (around 3 or so). Near the last lap I am just getting worn the fuck out. I'm breathing heavily and starting to feel really flushed. I finished the last lap and fell down in the grass to get back some energy. This was short lived as we are planned to do some more pushups and motivators (basically jumping jacks). The worst part is we had to do the pushups right on the damn track which was so rough and painful. I am just dying during these. I can't really remember much of the next part but I recall the Sgt. walking by and I informed him that I'm not feeling to well and that I'm about to pass out. I don't think he really heard everything I said because it just slurred right out of my mouth but he caught on quickly by the looks of my white face and told me to hang in there. At this point my hearing was going crazy and everything was muffled but my voice was amplified. I told him I REALLY need to go inside and that I feel like I'm going to pass out. I believe I slurred out most of that too. He got one of the higher ranked guys to escort me inside. I had to sit and wait at the doorway for the nurse to come by. She had me lay down right on the floor with my feet up on a trash can to help with the blood flow or something I believe. Everyone is walking in now and sees me laying all weirdly on the ground. I felt pretty embarrassed at this point. A good 5 minutes later she gets a wheelchair for me and I'm thinking this is a little over the top as I'm feeling better now but she has me sit in it anyway with a bunch of blankets for me to rest my head on. So now she is wheeling me all the way to the other end of the school with me in a wheelchair with my head all slumped down in front of me in a really awkward and stupid manner. We went past several groups of kids and I could hear them laughing or whispering. I felt sooooooo embarrassed by now. She called up my parents and I was finally on my way home. Apparently the word spread pretty fast about this and EVERYONE in JROTC was talking about the kid who almost passed out on the first day.[/QUOTE] lolololo LET 1 cant take the pain?

[QUOTE=gav618;38094208]This sounds a lot like me though nobody accuses me of drugs. I feel asleep in almost every class I couldnt use my laptop in. Spanish, math, history. Two people nudged me every once and a while in history though so i wouldnt be asleep for more than 2 secs.[/QUOTE] I look super-tired every monday-morning until like 10AM. My co-workers always comment "So, you got out of the coffing alright?" or such.

[QUOTE=SgtTupelo;38100696]I look super-tired every monday-morning until like 10AM. My co-workers always comment "So, you got out of the coffing alright?" or such.[/QUOTE] [IMG]http://img.pokemondb.net/artwork/koffing.jpg[/IMG] On-topic - I look half-asleep all the time, although in my case it's because I don't actually sleep enough. People never notice!

So i had to catch the train early in the morning at 6.30 am one day and it was pretty crammed, so I took the only seat available to me which was next to 3 drunken guys talking loudly to eachother. Yes. 3 drunken guys on a train. At half 7 in the morning. OK i'll get back on track. So i sit down and overhear the obnoxiously loud slobbing conversation these men are having. -"What the fuck did you say? -"Say what?" -"What did you say about me!?" -*hic* "Repeat please." -"Did you call me a faggot you cocksucker?" -"WHAT! NO!" -"OH YES YOU DID!" So the 3rd guy barges in after taking a hit of some spirit almost yelling "HAH I BET YOU CAN'T SUCK AS MANY COCKS AS THIS GUY HERE!" and nods in my general direction. Then slowly i see everyones head in the cabin turn towards me and the group of drunken guys, me standing out like a sore thumb, because i am maybe 2 decades younger than them and wearing nice clothes, with the sourest face on me. I can feel the silent burn of eyes staring at me as the cabin fell into complete silence, except the monotonous *thunk-thunk* *thunk-thunk* of the railroad. So yeah people stop the gazing and after some time, when the train stops I pretend I'm leaving and sneak into the next cabin. And that's how the story ends, I saw them stumbling out of the train a bit later, but damn was the moment of silence i endured there embarrasing.

What kind of a bet is that?

[QUOTE=jaykray;38105953]What kind of a bet is that?[/QUOTE] MY KIND OF BET

That's it, people are now calling me "the Green and Purple" guy because I often look like I smoked some hard weed even tho I never smoke at all. Oh well :v:

[QUOTE=Maruhai;38111051]That's it, people are now calling me "the Green and Purple" guy because I often look like I smoked some hard weed even tho I never smoke at all. Oh well :v:[/QUOTE] Some of my old classmates call me stoned because I share bedroom with my brother, and he had a bag of weed hidden. They found it and claimed as mine :v:

This is by far the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me. I was in 8th or 9th grade, it was a PSSA year for us, PSSA's being the standardized tests in Pennsylvania, they always took up the first half of the day, fast forward to middle of the 1st section out of 3 sections, get sudden mad urge to shit. Raise my hand and ask to use restroom, the attendant asked if I could wait til I was done, "I guess" I was 3/4 of the way done and I blow through these things, well the shit was not pleased by my waiting, and came back with a vengeance, a few minutes later I'm clenching so hard it's hindering my ability to write and think. I raise my hand one more time, ask, he says to just finish the test. 9/10 of the way done, the urge is too much to handle, I'm even past the point of motor functions. So I gave up, it was a nasty Diarrhea, Sweet sweet relief. Finish test, mortified with the fecal matter that had now taken up residence in my underwear, I ask to use restroom, I'm allowed, I slowly walk the long walk to the opposite door, 25-30 yards away. Oh god I feel the shit running down my leg. I get in there, go to the handicap stall, drop my pants and survey the damage, shit everywhere, shit all over my ass, shit on my dick, I sit there mortified, cleaning what I can with toilet paper, sit in there so long its the midway point for break, bathroom flooded "Oh god it smells like shit in here" "Who the fuck is in here" I wait, they leave, I pull up my shit damp pants and walk out(Black jeans, not noticeable) Oh shit was that you in there? I say "Yeah I just had to take a massive shit" walk back in, I have a shit aura around me. My shit smells up the entire goddamn cafeteria, full of all of my classmates, 200 about, everyone is complaining, its not traced to me [i] Yet. [/i] We sit back down for the next half, shit smell is starting to concentrate around me, Head attendant comes over, I had a rather mortified pale look about me, she ask if I'm okay, I say "Oh I'm fine this smell is really getting to my stomach" while I say that I morbidly shake my head, she takes me out in the hall, "did you do that?" Shake my head solemnly. I go to principals office, begin calling all my contact numbers in school system, texting mother and father, both at work, call grandma, she says she can pick me up, they make me wait in the entrance, a small glass room separating lobby from outside, I have my hood up, not showing my face, grandma pulls up, seat with garbage bag on it, takes me home, I thank her 1000 times over. She was cool about it. I skipped school the next day, claiming I went home because that shit stench made me sick, text close friends and have then deter rumor in my absence. I come back, not much blowback except for the people in my immediate area who know the truth ( there was shit residue on the chair) I deny it to this day. it was 2 or 3 years ago. Only my closest friend knows the truth.

[QUOTE=Under-Pwner;38118868]This is by far the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me. I was in 8th or 9th grade, it was a PSSA year for us, PSSA's being the standardized tests in Pennsylvania, they always took up the first half of the day, fast forward to middle of the 1st section out of 3 sections, get sudden mad urge to shit. Raise my hand and ask to use restroom, the attendant asked if I could wait til I was done, "I guess" I was 3/4 of the way done and I blow through these things, well the shit was not pleased by my waiting, and came back with a vengeance, a few minutes later I'm clenching so hard it's hindering my ability to write and think. I raise my hand one more time, ask, he says to just finish the test. 9/10 of the way done, the urge is too much to handle, I'm even past the point of motor functions. So I gave up, it was a nasty Diarrhea, Sweet sweet relief. Finish test, mortified with the fecal matter that had now taken up residence in my underwear, I ask to use restroom, I'm allowed, I slowly walk the long walk to the opposite door, 25-30 yards away. Oh god I feel the shit running down my leg. I get in there, go to the handicap stall, drop my pants and survey the damage, shit everywhere, shit all over my ass, shit on my dick, I sit there mortified, cleaning what I can with toilet paper, sit in there so long its the midway point for break, bathroom flooded "Oh god it smells like shit in here" "Who the fuck is in here" I wait, they leave, I pull up my shit damp pants and walk out(Black jeans, not noticeable) Oh shit was that you in there? I say "Yeah I just had to take a massive shit" walk back in, I have a shit aura around me. My shit smells up the entire goddamn cafeteria, full of all of my classmates, 200 about, everyone is complaining, its not traced to me [i] Yet. [/i] We sit back down for the next half, shit smell is starting to concentrate around me, Head attendant comes over, I had a rather mortified pale look about me, she ask if I'm okay, I say "Oh I'm fine this smell is really getting to my stomach" while I say that I morbidly shake my head, she takes me out in the hall, "did you do that?" Shake my head solemnly. I go to principals office, begin calling all my contact numbers in school system, texting mother and father, both at work, call grandma, she says she can pick me up, they make me wait in the entrance, a small glass room separating lobby from outside, I have my hood up, not showing my face, grandma pulls up, seat with garbage bag on it, takes me home, I thank her 1000 times over. She was cool about it. I skipped school the next day, claiming I went home because that shit stench made me sick, text close friends and have then deter rumor in my absence. I come back, not much blowback except for the people in my immediate area who know the truth ( there was shit residue on the chair) I deny it to this day. it was 2 or 3 years ago. Only my closest friend knows the truth.[/QUOTE] That really is a nightmare scenario. No person should ever have to go through something like that.

[QUOTE=Under-Pwner;38118868]This is by far the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me. I was in 8th or 9th grade, it was a PSSA year for us, PSSA's being the standardized tests in Pennsylvania, they always took up the first half of the day, fast forward to middle of the 1st section out of 3 sections, get sudden mad urge to shit. Raise my hand and ask to use restroom, the attendant asked if I could wait til I was done, "I guess" I was 3/4 of the way done and I blow through these things, well the shit was not pleased by my waiting, and came back with a vengeance, a few minutes later I'm clenching so hard it's hindering my ability to write and think. I raise my hand one more time, ask, he says to just finish the test. 9/10 of the way done, the urge is too much to handle, I'm even past the point of motor functions. So I gave up, it was a nasty Diarrhea, Sweet sweet relief. Finish test, mortified with the fecal matter that had now taken up residence in my underwear, I ask to use restroom, I'm allowed, I slowly walk the long walk to the opposite door, 25-30 yards away. Oh god I feel the shit running down my leg. I get in there, go to the handicap stall, drop my pants and survey the damage, shit everywhere, shit all over my ass, shit on my dick, I sit there mortified, cleaning what I can with toilet paper, sit in there so long its the midway point for break, bathroom flooded "Oh god it smells like shit in here" "Who the fuck is in here" I wait, they leave, I pull up my shit damp pants and walk out(Black jeans, not noticeable) Oh shit was that you in there? I say "Yeah I just had to take a massive shit" walk back in, I have a shit aura around me. My shit smells up the entire goddamn cafeteria, full of all of my classmates, 200 about, everyone is complaining, its not traced to me [i] Yet. [/i] We sit back down for the next half, shit smell is starting to concentrate around me, Head attendant comes over, I had a rather mortified pale look about me, she ask if I'm okay, I say "Oh I'm fine this smell is really getting to my stomach" while I say that I morbidly shake my head, she takes me out in the hall, "did you do that?" Shake my head solemnly. I go to principals office, begin calling all my contact numbers in school system, texting mother and father, both at work, call grandma, she says she can pick me up, they make me wait in the entrance, a small glass room separating lobby from outside, I have my hood up, not showing my face, grandma pulls up, seat with garbage bag on it, takes me home, I thank her 1000 times over. She was cool about it. I skipped school the next day, claiming I went home because that shit stench made me sick, text close friends and have then deter rumor in my absence. I come back, not much blowback except for the people in my immediate area who know the truth ( there was shit residue on the chair) I deny it to this day. it was 2 or 3 years ago. Only my closest friend knows the truth.[/QUOTE] While that's a horrifying situation, when it was getting to the point that you were about to shit yourself you probably should have just gone to the toilet anyway whether you were allowed to or not. I would have, even if it meant instantly failing the test or whatever repercussion may have followed. There's always time to argue with them about that after you've finished not shitting yourself.

Speaking of pant-shitting stories here's mine: Okay so for whatever reason in Year 10 (UK) I had stomach issues or whatever, long story short I had had diarrhea and stomach was trying to make me go to the toilet, note this: I'm sat at the back of IT class and ask if I can go to the toilet, the guy says wait till you've finished your work, I rush through it with the stomach cramps getting worse and I finally do it, go up to the front of the class ask I can go and he lets me go, as soon as I get out of the class I place my back on the wall and suddenly, shit just pours out, luckily nobody in the class could see me so at this point it was a matter of getting to a toilet, no biggie I thought. Problem starts when you realize dinner is still going on for the other half of the School, so it was a case of leg it down a flight of stairs, across a corridor, then past two "hall monitors" (lets call them that) and I had to literally RUN past these guys with all the waste on my legs and in my pants, absolutely stinking. I manage to leg it into the toilet, 3 people are in there, notice me but don't think much of it until they get the smell, they then start being absolute nobheads and going over the cubicles attempting to mock me etc. Dinner bell rings, dinner is over, they clear out and I clear myself up as best as I can, I end up at the student reception in tears - the lady is understanding and helps me clean myself up by handing me spare clothes etc, asks if I'd like to go home and I do, anyway, having not come in for about ~3 days after that through sheer embarrassment I walk in hesitant. The miracle of this? nobody found out, literally nobody, the kids that harassed me didn't notice me and not a single person in my year suspected a thing, and I mean this was probably the luckiest mother fucking thing that has happened to me, like, ever. That would've killed me, I was already nicknamed Nazi after drawing a swastika (that and my name created alliteration when you said it together >:I) and was looked at as "weird". So yeah, lucky break.

I once flew to Ireland a few years ago and when I was boarding the flight a black couple came down the isle. The woman sat next to me and the man sat one row ahead on the other side of the plane. I felt bad seeing them seperated so I shouted to the man offering to switch seats with him. [I]They didn't know eachother.[/I]

[QUOTE=roman117;38121841]I once flew to Ireland a few years ago and when I was boarding the flight a black couple came down the isle. The woman sat next to me and the man sat one row ahead on the other side of the plane. I felt bad seeing them seperated so I shouted to the man offering to switch seats with him. [I]They didn't know eachother.[/I][/QUOTE] [url]http://roosterteeth.com/podcast/episode.php?id=178[/url] 47:40