Seventh Floor: Nice Embarrassed Hidey People
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oh my god, he just let Emily Watson die - was not expecting that
edit - crappit, hope no one who hasn't seen it saw that
thats a very spiffy white suit he's wearing.
yey, the smug little git got it in the ... face...
and now they're dancing, lovely.
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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
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Being who I am, I do potentially embarrassing things everyday. However, one moment in my youth stands out against the black of humiliation that childhood was.
At a friend's birthday party...all the cool dorks and nerds were there. Even me...surprise! A few folks were in the driveway playing horse. The above garage spotlight was pointed at the court. I wandered over to the basketball goal, talking with some of the girls, and laughing at the boys. One boy I thought was particularly cute began talking to me. Then the bad thing happened...one of the troublesome geniuses decided it would be fun to see what would happen if he pushed the cute boy into me. We'll never know if his intention was to make us kiss or fall down in a tangle of limbs because something much worse happened: he grabbed my waist to steady himself. Only it didn't work and my shorts hit the ground when he did. That's right folks, at the first major party of the year I was spotlighted in my underwear for all to see.
Cute boy and I did eventually date, on and off for all of high school, after I chased him around the party for embarrassing me.
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My most embarrassing incident, ever.
Imagine the scene; it's the Bakerloo Tube line during rush hour as I make my way through the last half of my three hour journey home from work.
I fall asleep on the train. I vaguely become aware that the train has stopped at my station. People have already gotten off and now hordes are coming on…
So I push ever onward through the surging hordes, trying desperately to get off the train at my stop. I reach the doors, the beeping starts, I push forward…
I. Don’t. Quite. Make. It.
I’m stuck half in the train half out, pinned by ravenous doors that just won’t let go, they’re crushing my head, really, broke my glasses, and they just won’t let go.
You get trapped in a lifts doors they just open. Not so London Underground, they bite down, latch on and don’t let go. These things had tasted human blood and they wanted more, more, MORE!
Seriously it took me and six other guys to pull them apart.
But that wasn’t the most embarrassing thing.
That came later.
When someone pointed at me two weeks later and whispered to their mate (I say whispered, I heard it half way down the carriage):
“That’s him who got stuck in the doors.”
Oh the shame. I’m famous in London, largest city in the world (I believe), for being a complete and total tit.
There’s probably a website somewhere.
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Seryn: I completely feel your pain on the crush issue...I've gotten much much better than I was ;)
I can understand the dance anxiety, too. I'm not one to dance in public (or at least not designated places of dancing...the happy yhamez dance i mentioned at the end of the previous thread, i did at work...then i don't seem to mind, haha).
CMS: mad props on the mad paintball skills, girl ;p
Jadehand: alright, hope to see you there ;)
Embarrassing incident...hmm. I'll have to mull on that one. Recent events that I probably would have been or should have been embarrassed about: in the emergency room after I was hit by the semi, they were giving me a shot in the back of the head and in the crotch at the same time...so my stuff was out, and the medic giving me the shot in the crotch was an extremely attractive woman, not to mention the other 6 or 7 medics/doctors around me. Sure, I know there used to that sort of thing, but I surprisingly didn't feel any embarrassment. Nor did I feel embarrassment when my mom came in with the rest of my family and handed me a big stuffed teddy bear and I clung to it ;)
Oh, another recent should-have-been embarrassed but-was-not: the last time I drank before the accident I went way more gung-ho than I had in quite a while. I have a weak stomach, so I ended up in the bathroom, vomitting. Well, while I was in there I decided it would make me feel better to take a shower, so I undressed. Just then the female my cousin was seeing at the time just walked in the door. It was pretty funny.
I've gotta run, having fun on my vacation...I'll try to think up my embarrassing moment.
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Originally posted by citizen:
My most embarrassing incident, ever.
There’s probably a website somewhere.
YOU'RE THAT guy????
I read about that.
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My most embarrassing moment happened last Sat.
I was driving back from the library (in my "other car" a '85 Crown Victoria) and stopped at a red light. A gorram Bentley Continental GT stops right next to me.
I rev'd my engine (no longer stock 302 c.i. V8).
He rev'd his.
Green light.
We both slam the throttle and I take off, he's just sitting there spinning one tire on a patch of black ice (I have a limited slip differential).
Beat him by 1/8th of a mile 
Half a mile down the road, I slow down to make a left turn and my foot slips off the brake and totaly NAILS the gas pedal. I spin out of control and smash into 4 foot snow bank made by a snow plow.
Right then the Bentley passes by and I can hear him laughing at me, even through all the layers of sound proofing that car has.
"Pride go'eth before a fall"? Nope, it go'eth after a spin-out.
BTY, No one was hurt, I didn't damage anyone elses property, and my car didn't even have a scratch on it. It was built when "Built Ford Tough" WASN'T a punchline.
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The real-life box droppin', man-ape gone wrong thing, now without the pesky falling boxes
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Syrn - Yeah I am the exact same way around girls I like. Around girls I don't like I tend to be really charming, funny and everything I wish I was around girls I do like, but I turn into a stammering idiot around someone who I have an obvious crush on. Point in case my downstairs neighbor...I've been in love with her for...ever. But when I see her I attempt to say somethin that come out as nonsensical and full of stuttering (literally). It's a horrid sight, in short I feel your pain.
As for my embaressing moment...I had just visited the rest room and came out...began talking to my friends when I noticed a few girls laughing at me...It seems I had merely buttoned my pants and left not only my fly down but my belt unbuckled...and figures my friends didn't say a gorramn thing to me...terrible...Another thing that wasn't as embaressing was the time I pulled up to a McDonalds drive-thru and went (completely seriously) can I get a whopper no pickles no onions...I really meant big mac but said whopper I donno why...so after a pause the woman goes excuse me...? I was like WHOPPER NO PICKLES NO ONIONS! with such annoyance and emphasis. And simply replied...we don't sell those here...Only then did I realize what I had said and felt like the biggest idiot alive 'cause I was so sure of myself and yelled at her thinkin she was wrong for not hearing me hahaha. I'm an ass. So yeah that's all I can think of right now.
-Dan
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if only there was a cure...
short of never opening your mouth in front of people who you may possibly fancy.
*le sigh*
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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
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JadeHand:
Like I said. Famous.
For being a prize tit.
Seryn:
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if only there was a cure...
short of never opening your mouth in front of people who you may possibly fancy.
That's what I do but it's not for everyone...
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well, you gotta be famous for somethin,
just thank god your not famous for being Jodie Marsh.
I got my bag stuck in one of those things once, that bit wasn't embarassing, it was what I found myself calling it in a very loud voice that really made me look stupid. (er, somethin along the lines of 'evil pig sucking son of a whore' 'you were planning that you, you piece of **** wern't you')
yup, now I wait to go through those little gate things, no matter how many talkative coffin dogers (oo, sorry, elderly people 
) there are in front of me.
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