Anybody brave enough to share embarrassing moments ?

When I was kid I wore a wrap
Around skirt. Well, I am a tomboy and was playing. Well during this time the recess bell ran so, we line up at the doors and next thing I know, everyone is laughing and pointing at me. Of course, this is the after lunch recess that all grades were out playing. So basically, the entire school was lined up.

So, after I realized I was being laughed at, I looked down and somewhere along the way, my skirt had came untied and fell off. (A wrap around skirt is one piece of fabric you literally wrap around your waist and tie). So, I look down to see I’m standing in my undies and my undies have these little holes in them from wear and tear. They were tiny holes. I freaked!!! Ran to the front of the lines opened the door and ran into my 5th grade class room and jump in waste paper basket.

The principle literally dragged me down the hall into his office in a trash can. Then there, they proceed to find me clothes from some donation pile that were hideous, and I went back to class.

I got hit with explosive diarrhea and was 1 mile from the next exit. So, I pulled over onto the shoulder and pooped next to the Interstate 4 while people laughed and honked. There was a barbed wire fence and no trees to hide behind. I wiped my butt with a sock and flung it over the fence.

Not my proudest moment, but really funny when I look back at it.

ya my #1 goal each year is to NOT sh!t my pant....oh well, there's always next year!

When I was 21 my band was roaring, and one Saturday night after a show, and after the after-show afterparty, I came back to my new apartment, extremely drunk.

I laid down on the couch and passed out - night over.

I woke up in the morning with a blinding hangover, sat up on the couch, looked at the pictures on the wall and realized that they were of black people I'd never seen before.

WTF.

The last part of the night was erased from memory via alcohol, so before even moving or making a sound, I ran through the shambles of my memory-fog and... nothing.

No black people at all at the club, and I didn't remember much of the afterparty, tbh... who the hell had I come home with?

I stood up and upon walking/looking around, discovered that I was alone, and so confused as hell I opened the door and discovered that I was in my complex, and became even more confused.

I decided that the only thing that made sense was that I was so drunk when I got home that whoever this neighbor was (1 building down from mine) must've saw me and become concerned, and brought me inside to sleep on the couch? A stranger? And then left? With me still inside?

Made no sense, but nothing made better sense as to how I was asleep on this couple's couch... and I was barely able to see, much less think, at that point of my fresh nuclear hangover.

I wrote a note, something like; "Hey, really embarrassing but thanks." "I'm in 318 next building down"... something like that, left it on the table, locked the door (had a knob lock as well as a deadbolt, I locked the knob lock and closed it), and left.

Two days later, a knock at my door. I open it, and it's the black couple from the pictures on the wall, eyes wide and mouths opened in shock... the first words out of their mouths; "You were in our house?"

I tell them all of the above and we walk to their apartment; they said they'd locked their door and couldn't understand how I'd gotten in - neither did I, until I put my key into their lock, and opened their door.

Their apt was in the exact same location as mine, one building down - I'd walked to 'my' apartment and opened 'my' door with my actual key, had laid down on 'my' couch which was in the exact same place as mine in my apt, and went to sleep.

They moved out the next day.

I was owed money from a very tight dude that had a reputation for not paying.

I got a old telephone bared the wires and used pins to get a connection and tone under his window late at night when they were all in bed I did this for nights many nights to a premium rate sex line $ 3 a minute, my months later I heard his teenage son got the blame for the thousands of pounds phone bill to a g a y line lolz

I have a handful, unfortunately Lol. One that i'll never forget, Im in my 40's now but when i was in my early 20's..I just got hired at a pretty good job at a company called Pacific Scientific.... so it was like my 2nd week there and i went to the bathroom to take a dump..well unfortunately, i had a long piece of toilet paper hanging out the backside of my pants as i walked back to the area i worked at on the production floor...and it was quite a bit of a walk back.

While i was walking back..i kept hearing people laughing behind me as i passed production people Lol... I'd like to point out this was a production environment were we built big electric motors..so it was somewhat loud, not super loud but enough to make it hard for me to realize these people laughing were actually laughing at me.

Near where my station was where i worked on production floor was a very very pretty chick that i started flirting with few days earlier..well, as i stood at my station..i heard her laughing so fucking hard i had to turn and look over about 15 feet away where she was at her station..and it was her and two of her girlfriend co-workers..literally with tears in their eyes and beet red faces because they were laughing so hard at me. I had never been so embarresed in my life at that point of age.

So..Yep, i did one of the dumb things we've all seen happen in comedy movies/tv shows ... That was the last day i worked there..in fact, i believe on my lunch break a few hours later i left and quite the job, never went back. I just couldn't continue on there after that..and since it was a new job ..it wasn't a huge deal at the time..I had no family, kids,etc since i was still in my early 20.

I got a few more to share later after i read some of the posts here..Just got home from work

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Stupidity is not bravery.

Only dumbass leaving themselves open to backdoor/blackmail. You know why they pay handsome and create these holy occupation like psychologist, therapist, priesthood..., so as to extract info from the gullible via therapy session, church confession...?

Latest and most advanced tactic is social media, social network. Data mining, consent surveillance. Promoting attention whoring culture.

Is that not enough for you, OP? Here you are trying extort more info.

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My first grade teacher was really mean. She once slapped me in the face. She was giving us a math problem and said 2 and 2. I thought she was saying 22. When I realized she was saying 2+2, I started to erase what I had written. She came charging over to me and slapped me in the face, screaming "we don't erase in first grade".

I was afraid of her after that and tried my hardest not to piss her off for any reason. One day it was time for the art teacher to come in. As my first grade teacher was about to leave the room, she told us she didn't want anyone getting out of their seat for any reason. I was prone to kidney infections when I was younger and I had to pee really bad. I wanted to ask the art teacher if I could use the restroom, but I was afraid I'd get in trouble and ended up wetting myself in front of the entire class.

Yeah... I voted for Obama in 2008.

Ex girlfriend and I were quite the exhibitionists in our 20s. Always looking for the next crazy place to fuck.

One night we snuck out of my condo naked and proceeded to get busy in the nearby stairwell. It was around 4am and the stairwell rarely got used during the day much less in the middle of the night as we had functional elevators. I was on the 4th floor of a 10 floor building.

It was an absolute rush and turn on being so exposed in public. We were going at it for a good 15 minutes or so, and being somewhat intoxicated from a fun night out on the town and in the heat of the moment, did not immediately hear the stairwell door open a couple floors above us.

One of my neighbors was going for an early morning run. We finally heard the footsteps but were frozen in panic. We had migrated a flight or so above my floor. They turned the corner to find us completely nude and fully engaged in some doggy style coitus.

My neighbor shockingly passed by us on their way down. I think I uttered something along the lines of 'How you doin, nice night aye?' to no response from them.

We were both simultaneously terrified and even more aroused. We kept going at it for a few more minutes until we each climaxed before scurrying back home.

I was confident my neighbor would report me and have me evicted. Kept waiting for the phone call or email.

Not only did they not report me, but I ran in to them a few weeks later at the pool and they told me 'Think you and your lady were sleepfucking a few weeks ago in the stairs.'

🤣🤣🤣

I was recovering from a work-related leg injury that took over a year to heal. I got to a point where I could bear weight on my leg, but still had to use crutches because after walking around my leg would really swell up. Still had a cast on as well

I went to a bar walking on my crutches, blacked out, and walked out on both of my feet leaving my crutches leaning on the bar table. I came back to retrieve them the next day and the locals there thought I was a fucking con artist trying to milk Worker's Comp.

Then I accidentally did the same thing two more times in a row, at the same fucking bar.

Very unusual. And, quite descriptive. Something tells me we're not the first to here this.

On my 21st birthday my friends took me to a strip club in Portland and got drunk as hell and walked out to the car and climbed into the back seat and immediately passed out.
Next morning I woke up and realized I passed out in the wrong car and it took me about a half hour to figure out the owner of the car had driven to Seattle and I had to take a Grey Hound to get back home. My buddy thought I'd called a cab.

After the baby was born I had to be sewn back up. Since I had an epidural I couldn’t feel anything below the waist. I had no muscle control or feeling. I couldn’t even walk for 12 hours later. Anyway she’s between my legs sewing and we hear a fart sound. I was so embarrassed and she couldn’t walk away or because she was sewing. Then it happened again. To make it worse my mother in law was in the room witnessing this.

Was staying at my boyfriends house n we'd been out for a few drinks.anyway middle of the night got up to go toilet but I crouched down side of the bed and started peeing....how embarrassing...didn't see him again after that.....despite him wanting to..I was too embarrassed

80's family reunion, was 18yo old at the time, we were all playing kickball. I was wearing those jersey (short) shorts that were popular at the time and had no underwear on, the shorts were pretty tight. I kicked the ball, started running the bases, then people started pointing and screaming and falling on the ground and gasping and calling my name..... my johnson had flung out and was slangin every which way and people were trying to tell me. I really just left after that.

dude, I had whole routine worked out in the 1st grade, how to shit my pants at recess and shake it down my pantleg

One time my buddy and I were out at the bars, early 20's.

We blanked out and woke up in a strange house the next morning.

He drove earlier in the night and the next day we had no clue where his car was.

We backtracked all of our steps and decided someone must have stolen his car so he reported it to the cops.

We eventually talked to someone that said they saw us at this other bar that we had no clue we even went to.

That's where his car was, but he never called the cops to report that he found it.

About a week later his car got surrounded by cops that were staking it out because a reader picked up his tag as stolen... pulled us out of the car with guns drawn and everything!