s_k

This is almost becoming a humiliating experience on itself...

Eitherway.
You're Crapcome!

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Dotoar

Exactly what I crapped. Thought.

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s_k

We have to end this crap right now.
Before the mods get all crappy about it.

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Dotoar

After all this crap I feel almost obliged to contribute something myself, but I seriously haven't really experienced that much humiliation in my life. I remember tipping over with my moped in front of a bunch of school mates in wintertime when I was like 15. Probably embarassing back then. Oh, and I puked in front of the class in 5th grade due to being sick toward the end of the schoolday.

Not much of a story there, but maybe I'm too much of a weirdo to ever feel that ashamed of things. I'm more of a paranoid kind, you know, like when saying something to someone that in hindsight may not have been very well thought over, and afterwards going through the conversation over and over again until you realize that you just should have shut up.

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poppie

Well if ya must know i had a couple of $10 dollar scratch tickets i thought
one of them was a big winner.$100 thousand bucks! i was sooo happy
i even sent emails, i took it to the market i said BIG winner here! she said nope NADA!. and tossed it oops!! now hows that for a kick in the pants!
i walked outta there my face wa sooo red!
i think she had the last word that was my most humiliating time of the year!.

DeathBreath

Mine would have to be crying in front of a large group of people for no reason.

poppie

well sometimes ya need a good cry or a pat on the back.

Thom Yorke

First one that comes to mind was when I was in first year in university and I was taking a World History course. I had a seminar for the class and we had to give a presentation, so I picked a seemingly easy topic in Nazi concentration camps. I barely put in any work in and completely half-assed it.

So, as I'm up there presenting I'm realizing just how terrible this presentation was. The prof for my seminar (happened to be the head of Modern Jewish Studies) started grilling me with questions on basically every one of my missteps. I'm usually pretty good with presentations and under pressure, and I can think on my feet pretty quickly, but this was just a good old-fashioned choke-job. My vision starts to go blurry, and my hearing starts to fade. I can hear him saying something but I can't make it out, so I just start nodding and saying yeah. I can hear laughter from the class too. I just hastily finished my presentation (completely in the middle of it) in a way that made no sense and told the professor I was going to go to the washroom. After I started to calm down in the washroom I see I'm completely DRENCHED with sweat. I was so embarrassed that I waited until the class was finished to get my stuff. I told the professor some excuse that I'd been ill lately and I hadn't eaten that morning or something.

I have a friend that was in that class that still makes fun of me for it.

crukster

oh man back at school I got chosen to read out loud in R.E. class, and instead of saying "Jesus Christ the baby King" I mistakenly said Jesus Christ the baby C U Next Tuesday. Wasn't my fault, my braces gave me a lisp. Then I raged at it and went on a vent of random swear words, my teacher thought I was some sort of anti-christian bigot and I got sent out. I explained what happend and I got moved down to the "dunce" group lol GOD IS GOOD. I LIKE GOD. GOD SAYS DONT KILL PEOPLE.

ThePhanastasio

I just remembered one that was awful - not as bad as the diarrhea incident previously mentioned, but horribly traumatic and humiliating.

When I get nervous at a music audition, I get flustered and speed up tempo a lot of the time. I know I'm doing it, but it's like, I can't stop. This embarrassing event takes place at one such music audition.

It should also be noted that at the time of this audition, for no apparent reason, a bunch of friends and I would "pistol wink" at each other to show acknowledgment. Which looks something like this:



Anyway, this music director was a complete hardass. She didn't take any nonsense and was super-intimidating, so I was nervous. She also, it must be noted, constantly had a large frappucino on her piano. At all times.

During the song, I began to speed up the tempo. I knew I was doing it, but I couldn't stop. She glared at me, and I got really tense. I gripped the edge of the piano to steady myself, so I wouldn't shake, and she stopped playing.

She said, "Okay, let's try this again, but this time don't speed up the tempo."

And I pistol winked.

And the frappucino got in the way. It happened in almost slow motion. I just see my hand hitting the cup, but it was like an out of body experience, like they weren't my hands, and I was helpless to just watch.

The lady and her piano were covered in frappucino. Laughter erupted. I was mortified.

Remarkably, I still got cast.

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