Embarrassing Situations

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Do you recall any existence situations, in which you were invariably embarrassed, and humiliated involuntarily by something that you were doing? This of course, is in the watchful eye of other humans.

Do you find yourself reminiscing on these situations, years after they occurred?

If yes, explain the situation for our amusement, in detail, and how you are attempting or attempt to overcome recurring feelings of humiliation.
 
i guess i am just to nice of a guy. i brought my DeWalt drill to work one day to help my boss hang up something in our break room,it was a concrete wall that needed to be drilled into and we needed a great reliable drill.
after we were done one of the women from the office asked me if she could borrow my drill she wanted to hang some shelves up at home. the drill was like $300 so i wasn't going to just let some clumsy woman take it home to do some stupid shelves with. so i voluntered to go to her house for a few hours to install the shelves, she is around 40 and a little heavy and not the best looking. so the day before i am to go over,in the cafeteria at work filled with like everybody from the offices and warehouse she, bluntly and loudly,says "so tomorrow you are coming over my house to help me right?" and everybody just stopped! it went silent and i must have turned 3 shades of red because of embarassment. not that i was embarassed that i was going to help her but that everyone would assume that i was going there to Fuck her.....which just about everyone did actually assume that and proceeded to not let me hear the end of it for months.they said i was just helping her to get into her pants. mind you she is like 12 years older than me at the time.
 
i guess i am just to nice of a guy. i brought my DeWalt drill to work one day to help my boss hang up something in our break room,it was a concrete wall that needed to be drilled into and we needed a great reliable drill.
after we were done one of the women from the office asked me if she could borrow my drill she wanted to hang some shelves up at home. the drill was like $300 so i wasn't going to just let some clumsy woman take it home to do some stupid shelves with. so i voluntered to go to her house for a few hours to install the shelves, she is around 40 and a little heavy and not the best looking. so the day before i am to go over,in the cafeteria at work filled with like everybody from the offices and warehouse she, bluntly and loudly,says "so tomorrow you are coming over my house to help me right?" and everybody just stopped! it went silent and i must have turned 3 shades of red because of embarassment. not that i was embarassed that i was going to help her but that everyone would assume that i was going there to Fuck her.....which just about everyone did actually assume that and proceeded to not let me hear the end of it for months.they said i was just helping her to get into her pants. mind you she is like 12 years older than me at the time.

Nothing like good ol guys to think dirty, hehehe that story was funny. Well for me it was knocking down a whole wall of dvds at a porn store I mean once a rack came down I tried without sucess to stop that one dvd from falling and about twenty five movies came down with it and yes ther was a lot of noise and a lot of folks watching.
 

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i guess i am just to nice of a guy. i brought my DeWalt drill to work one day to help my boss hang up something in our break room,it was a concrete wall that needed to be drilled into and we needed a great reliable drill.
after we were done one of the women from the office asked me if she could borrow my drill she wanted to hang some shelves up at home. the drill was like $300 so i wasn't going to just let some clumsy woman take it home to do some stupid shelves with. so i voluntered to go to her house for a few hours to install the shelves, she is around 40 and a little heavy and not the best looking. so the day before i am to go over,in the cafeteria at work filled with like everybody from the offices and warehouse she, bluntly and loudly,says "so tomorrow you are coming over my house to help me right?" and everybody just stopped! it went silent and i must have turned 3 shades of red because of embarassment. not that i was embarassed that i was going to help her but that everyone would assume that i was going there to Fuck her.....which just about everyone did actually assume that and proceeded to not let me hear the end of it for months.they said i was just helping her to get into her pants. mind you she is like 12 years older than me at the time.

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ChefChiTown

The secret ingredient? MY BALLS
I used to work in sales as a sales manager and I would go in early on Saturday mornings so I could get some paperwork done. I used to show up around 7:30AM every Saturday and my sales people would usually waltz in around 8:45AM, as they had to start working at 9AM.

During this particular occasion, I was, how do you say...a tad hungover. One of the things I always used to do to "cure" my hangovers was buy a fountain pop from McDonald's. For some reason, it always made me feel better. My headache would go away and my stomach wouldn't feel like crap if I drank some. So, I stopped at McDonald's before I went into work and got myself a large pop. I was a bit hungry too, so I ordered an egg mcmuffin meal.

I got to work around 7:30AM as usual. I went into my office and ate my breakfast. Delicious. Just, delicious.

After I was done eating, I did my paperwork and then filed it away. It was still pretty early at this point, around 8:15AM. Since I still had time, I figured I would go to the main computer, which was in the front sales floor, and boot up all the necessary campaigns that my sales people would be calling that day. Then, it started to hit me...

I couldn't have been sitting at the computer for more than 10 minutes when my stomach just started going absolutely crazy. It was rumbling and gurgling like it was about to go out of style. The amount of gas that was forming inside of my body could've fueled a family size sedan for a week. My body actually started to hurt because of the pressure caused by the gas, so I figured, "why not let 'er rip?"

So...I let out an unimaginably loud fart. It felt so good and I was so relieved that I literally went, "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh", to myself. I'm not kidding, it lasted a good 7-8 seconds and was ridiculously fierce. It was so loud and so hard that my whole entire seat vibrated like a sybian sex toy. You know those "stink bombs" that people can buy at gag shops? Well, you would much rather smell that than what came out of my body. The office smelled like a crime scene, it was absolutely repulsive. Then, I heard it...

"OH...MY...GOD, that is SIIIIIICK!!!"

Apparently, one of my employees, a 17 year old high school girl named Sarah was standing RIGHT BEHIND ME at the time clock. She came in and I didn't hear her at all. So, I slowly turned around to see that she was there and just thought to myself, "Oooooh fuuuuuck". She literally ran out of the office really fast to get away from the smell.

I'm not easily embarassed, but that time I definitely was.
 

dave_rhino

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I rarely get embarrased... I mean really embarrased. The morning after a night out when I realise what stupid things I did while drunk, I feel a little stupid, but it never lasts.
 
a few days ago I was in kinda embarrasing, or better to say awkward situation. I was about to go to the forest to gather berries / mushrooms. While going by a shop, I noticed that two dogs followed me. But at that moment there we many people going in the same direction, and I thought that dogs belonged to them. I walked a little upon highway, and it was a group of tourists that was going not very far from me. But than I turned to a country road, and since that moment I was alone. And I was surprised when I noticed that one of the dog was running behind me, in a short distance. But I did not pay much attention to it. Stray dogs are stray dogs. But than I noticed second dog. They both were following me. It was strange already. But the most strange thing happened, when I turned off the road, to the forest... dogs did the same! when they were following me at the road it could yet be explained, cuz they could probably remember that way, and had some destination. But it turned out that their destination was me. When I stoped, they stopped too. When I was going to the left - they were repeating it. They just considered me to be their owner, I do not know why... Just chose me and thats all. At this moment it was strange, but not distrurbing yet. I was gathering berries, and walking through the forest, they were running around and playing. When I sat down, they laid down not far from me. It was even funny.
Until they noticed some other people in the forest. People were far off, but dogs immediately react upon them and start to bark in a very aggressive way, and rushed to the "attack"...
it was so stupid... dogs were not my, but from the outside it looked like I am the owner - who else could be the owner when we were alone at the forest? I understood that, and felt that I ought to restrain dogs.. I cried "faugh!", "stop", but dogs did not pay attention on my words: they treated me like an owner, but only when they wanted it! People started to shout "take away dogs, take them away!" waiting me to stop them... It was a little child with them, and he (or she?) started to squeal and cry, cuz it was kinda it frightful I guess... of course, dogs were common mongrels, but both were rather big, and they were jumping and barking maliciously. And for child it gonna be quite dangerous.. I felt my self like an idiot shouting in reply: "these are not mine dogs!" or smth like that... and threwing a stick in pursuit of the running dogs "What??!" - people were obviously astonished and it was clearly seen that they did not understand how could it be real.. I was kinda embarrassed, I was not guilty at all, but it looked just like I am a stupid owner... in such a fast moment it was no time to explain them the whole story, of how that dogs followed me long-time-ago (they had been walking with me for about 5 hours!) and it sounded kinda improbable, cuz after that barking and attacking both dogs returned to me!!! just like they were "defending" their owner, and now had returned to him! Great that they did not bite the child, but he got frightened, started to run, stumbled and fall ... I shouted like "fucking dogs, what the fuck you come to me?! get the fuck out!" lifted a stick against them, but they just remained behind for a while, and than again came to me, and they were friendly fawning, goddamn!... I was simply puzzled with that behaviour! and I wonder what had people thought about me - a madman?
Later on, when I was going back from the forest, dogs kept following me. And on the highway it was the second time I feel awkward because of them. They were crossing the road, not paying a fucking attention to the cars, and the drivers were to slower the speed... one time it was a big truck with a trailer, and a dog decided to cross the road just in front of it. Driver had to brake rather abruptly, and I cursed that damned dogs one more time: a car accident due to them would be the last straw! And of course, driver looked at me significantly, just like "what the fuck you can't control your fucking dogs, idiot?" And I had to vindicate myself once again, telling him that they were not my and I that I was not in response for them! But still that all was kinda stupid & uncomfortable

...Dogs were going along with me until the railway platform, and even wanted to jump into the train. Still do not get what was the reason for them to treat me like the owner, to bark at other people, and to follow every step I made.
 
ChefChiTown- Great story, you've got to tell us more- Was Sarah ever able to look you in the eye again? Did she tell everybody about it? Did you feel the need to sit her down and explain everything to her?
 
I ussually go to the supermarket every weekend to buy stuff!and one time I forgot to bring my wallet I picked a lot of stuff but then I forgot to bring my money and all i have to do is to skip all the stuff i put on my cart!and its quite embarass because my first love was also there!I can't describe my expression at that time !
 
I ussually go to the supermarket every weekend to buy stuff!and one time I forgot to bring my wallet I picked a lot of stuff but then I forgot to bring my money and all i have to do is to skip all the stuff i put on my cart!and its quite embarass because my first love was also there!I can't describe my expression at that time !

Something similar to that happened to me once. I had taken my first trip to this particular supermarket. I loaded up on a cartful of groceries before making my way to the check out. The cashier rang up all my purchases and when I went to use my credit card, the cashier told me they don't accept credit cards, just debit cards. I said, "Well I don't want these then, sorry." I then slinked out the door.
 
This past New Year we had a massive party at my parents and as usual I had loads to drink. Now normally if I stick to beer/lager I am fine but I couldn't help myself, it was the New Year and I wanted to let it in good style. I can't really remember what I drank but it went along the lines of beer, shorts, cocktails etc you name it; and as you can imagine too much of this :glugglug: leads to this :throwup: However, it didn't stop there. We had a complete house full and for some reason I decided to strip off all my clothes and dance aroung the house Bollocko! In front of family and friends.
I don't understand it, i'm normally a quiet guy but after getting wankered i'm terrible and the party clown comes out to play.
I will never live this down! :o :o :o
 

ChefChiTown

The secret ingredient? MY BALLS
ChefChiTown- Great story, you've got to tell us more- Was Sarah ever able to look you in the eye again? Did she tell everybody about it? Did you feel the need to sit her down and explain everything to her?

It was pretty awkward for a little bit, but eventually everything got back to normal. Everybody knew about, yes. Obviously, she told every single person that worked with me.

I didn't have a "talk" with her about anything. I'm just the type of person who doesn't really care about getting embarassed, so I didn't feel the need.
 
Something similar to that happened to me once. I had taken my first trip to this particular supermarket. I loaded up on a cartful of groceries before making my way to the check out. The cashier rang up all my purchases and when I went to use my credit card, the cashier told me they don't accept credit cards, just debit cards. I said, "Well I don't want these then, sorry." I then slinked out the door.


Ahhhhhhh!!!! SC!!!!!! SC!!!!!! Unclean!!!!!! UNCLEAN!!!!!!!!
 
A new one.:o
This week was my birthday and me and the wife went out to dinner with my parents. As you can probably presume from some of my posts, I like a drink and regularly over do it.
Well, it started of really well and I was being a good boy drinking larger. However, with my dad being a whiskey Connoisseur the inevitable happened and we went on to neat double Chivas Regal.
I had a great time, the food was excellent (steak Blue) and I felt fine. Until! The fresh air hit me like some bastard had clubbed me round the back of the head with a 2x4 and I felt really pissed and wanted :throwup:.
I managed not to be sick and pursuaded the wife that we shouldn't drive such a long way home so late and to stay with my parents. However, my brother had visitors meaning that both spare rooms were taken resulting in me and the wife having to sleep on the air bed in the downstairs front room. This isn't at all a bad thing but when you are as pissed as I was and you are in the dark, naked thinking that you are upstairs close to the bathroom! Well, I will let you imagine what happend next whilst I was busting for a piss.:rofl::beer:
 
i guess i am just to nice of a guy. i brought my DeWalt drill to work one day to help my boss hang up something in our break room,it was a concrete wall that needed to be drilled into and we needed a great reliable drill.
after we were done one of the women from the office asked me if she could borrow my drill she wanted to hang some shelves up at home. the drill was like $300 so i wasn't going to just let some clumsy woman take it home to do some stupid shelves with. so i voluntered to go to her house for a few hours to install the shelves, she is around 40 and a little heavy and not the best looking. so the day before i am to go over,in the cafeteria at work filled with like everybody from the offices and warehouse she, bluntly and loudly,says "so tomorrow you are coming over my house to help me right?" and everybody just stopped! it went silent and i must have turned 3 shades of red because of embarassment. not that i was embarassed that i was going to help her but that everyone would assume that i was going there to Fuck her.....which just about everyone did actually assume that and proceeded to not let me hear the end of it for months.they said i was just helping her to get into her pants. mind you she is like 12 years older than me at the time.

i haven't spoken to her in a while then i told an old co worker that i got a new job and this lady (from above story) started emailing me asking me about the job,how i got it,what i am going to do at the job....oh and she wants pictures of my Hard Cock also! :eek:
 
2 days ago my roommates and I went to a local white trash eatery known as Hometown Buffet. We had our first helping, and then we got up from the table to get a seconds. As I was walking toward the buffet bar I felt a fart ready to come out. It felt like it would be just a little squeaker that nobody would hear, so I decided to let it out just as I was walking past a table with a couple that was in their 80's. Well, it turns out it wasn't just a little noiseless squeaker; instead, I set off one of the loudest farts I have ever produced. My roommate, who was about 3 steps behind me, squealed like a pig, turned around, and took a different route to the food bar. My other roommate, who was still standing at our table, about 20 feet away, said that it sounded like something had fallen. Everyone in that section of the restaurant heard it, and they were all giving me dirty looks until we left about half an hour later.:o
 
i haven't spoken to her in a while then i told an old co worker that i got a new job and this lady (from above story) started emailing me asking me about the job,how i got it,what i am going to do at the job....oh and she wants pictures of my Hard Cock also! :eek:

and she is willing to trade a topless photo of herself in exchange of my hard cock pics...:dunno:
 

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2 days ago my roommates and I went to a local white trash eatery known as Hometown Buffet. We had our first helping, and then we got up from the table to get a seconds. As I was walking toward the buffet bar I felt a fart ready to come out. It felt like it would be just a little squeaker that nobody would hear, so I decided to let it out just as I was walking past a table with a couple that was in their 80's. Well, it turns out it wasn't just a little noiseless squeaker; instead, I set off one of the loudest farts I have ever produced. My roommate, who was about 3 steps behind me, squealed like a pig, turned around, and took a different route to the food bar. My other roommate, who was still standing at our table, about 20 feet away, said that it sounded like something had fallen. Everyone in that section of the restaurant heard it, and they were all giving me dirty looks until we left about half an hour later.:o

i would have left the restaurant very soon after the prolonged gazes.
 
I was talking to this really hot girl I work with oneday and I didnt realize my pants were unzipped untill we stoppled talking i only hope she didnt notice
 
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