NationStates Jolt Archive

Self-explanatory title. And stories are always welcomed of course.

- Sitting next to your girlfriend's mother at the abortion clinic waiting room

- Being the only good-looking person on Jerry Springer...in history.

- Being taped on an episode of Cops where your jerking off and the cops bust in and bust you for drug possesion

ahhh...the memories...*wipes a tear* :D

Your fiancee talking to your future mother in law about your sex life.That was slightly awkward..and I'm not one to get embarrassed, ever.

Walking in on a dude takinga crap, then watching two more people do the same. LOCK THE DOOR MAN!!! although it prolly wasn't as akward for me as him.

You know, there are embarrassing/awkward moments, and then there are moments so embarrassing/awkward you cannot even share them on the internet with total strangers even if you don't give a damn what they think... and believe me, I have quite a few real life examples of both. So, I simply CAN'T post the most awkward situation I can think of. It'd be painful.


Here's one:
ME: You know, I really hated the last Harry Potter book's ending."
RANDOM PERSON: "What's Harry Potter?"
ME: *Stares, mouth wide open in pure shock.*

I work for a political party and was calling people to volunteer for something and I got one house and I was like "hi, can I speak to johhny Mc?" and some lady was just like "he deead". the next 15 secconds were pretty awkward

"What do you mean you're pregnant?"

Well I've been in alot of awkward situations, but last night I was at a sleepover for my friends birthday. Then i get this sms sayin "hey, how r u? r u hot?" . Most of my friends check their phones to see if they know the number but they didn't, so i sms this number thinking they're just some random sayin "if i said i was 60yrs old 120kg and really ugly would you leave me alone?" then they wrote back "hey, don't put yourself down, I hear you're really hot". Then one of my other friends asks what the number is, checks if she has it in her phone, and it's her older brother...

I wrote back that I was going to kill him... he wrote back asking me out. My friends are all like what'd he write back? I wouldn't tell them and now they think I like him and they kept bugging me the whole night... and I'm really wondering what's going to happen next time i see either my friend or her brother...

Ok, this probably wasn't the right place to post this cause it wasn't all that awkward, just embarrassing :rolleyes:

I have plenty of those awkward situations happen in my own life:

1) My parents caught me kissing another guy (my 16 yr old bestfriend turned boyfriend) when I was 16. They didn't quite believe me when I came out.. it basically verifying what they knew. it was a bit of a shock even after i told i was gay..

2) One of my friends who did not know about me saw me at a gay marriage march and I was holding a rainbow flag. Great lol.

3) I saw a drunk guy running naked out in the street being chased by a cop

4) I saw a guy having a huge debate with himself right in front of starbucks.. he looked like he had tourettes syndrome or something

I work for a political party and was calling people to volunteer for something and I got one house and I was like "hi, can I speak to johhny Mc?" and some lady was just like "he deead". the next 15 secconds were pretty awkward
You got him to vote for your party though, right?

Well I've been in alot of awkward situations, but last night I was at a sleepover for my friends birthday. Then i get this sms sayin "hey, how r u? r u hot?" . Most of my friends check their phones to see if they know the number but they didn't, so i sms this number thinking they're just some random sayin "if i said i was 60yrs old 120kg and really ugly would you leave me alone?" then they wrote back "hey, don't put yourself down, I hear you're really hot". Then one of my other friends asks what the number is, checks if she has it in her phone, and it's her older brother...

I wrote back that I was going to kill him... he wrote back asking me out. My friends are all like what'd he write back? I wouldn't tell them and now they think I like him and they kept bugging me the whole night... and I'm really wondering what's going to happen next time i see either my friend or her brother...

Ok, this probably wasn't the right place to post this cause it wasn't all that awkward, just embarrassing :rolleyes:

That's really more embarrassing for him. :)

That's really more embarrassing for him. :)

Yeah but still... I don't know I just feel kind of weird at the moment... my friends already have enough to pay me out about... :rolleyes:

I have plenty of those awkward situations happen in my own life:

1) My parents caught me kissing another guy (my 16 yr old bestfriend turned boyfriend) when I was 16. They didn't quite believe me when I came out.. it basically verifying what they knew. it was a bit of a shock even after i told i was gay..

2) One of my friends who did not know about me saw me at a gay marriage march and I was holding a rainbow flag. Great lol.

3) I saw a drunk guy running naked out in the street being chased by a cop

4) I saw a guy having a huge debate with himself right in front of starbucks.. he looked like he had tourettes syndrome or something
Okay, if you can tell you're awkward same-sex kissing story, I can tell mine.

I was about 6 or 7, and I suddenly had a curiousity... in the difference between the type of kiss one gives a friend and the type of kiss one gives their "significant other". So, one of my best friends and I were out in the hallway. We were on a bathroom break but we didn't need to go. The teacher left to get something from a nearby teacher (thus leaving us as the only two people in the hallway), and I just suddenly kissed my friend on the lips. And then I stopped.

MOST... AWKWARD... MOMENT... EVER!

I actually tried to repress that memory, so I don't even remember her reaction. :eek:

This is possibly the most embarressing thing that has ever happened to me, I cant really see me topping it (god I hope not,) and I wish it apon no man.

It took me years to get over, years.

Fifteen years ago I completed a TAFE butchers course. For the presentation of our certificates, we were required to dressup. I unfortunately chose a pair of tan pleated pants as part of my outfit.
Why didnt I pick black God! Why! God! Why!!!
But I digress.
As my turn approached to walk out on the stage in front of my (then) proud parents and sixty other people, I made the fatal mistake of my life and went to the water cooler, as my mouth was feeling quite dry from nerves, As I was a pretty self consious chappy then, and was feeling faint at just the thought of walking out on the stage let alone to what I was about to go through. To my horror as I pressed the lever to release the cold water into my plastic white cup, it squirted a huge stream of water straight down onto the crotch of my light tan pleated slacks, drenching the area completely.

As I tried to rub the water off somehow, I saw to my disbelief that it was a perfect resemblence to a man who had just pissed his dacks.
Really pissed them.
I even contemplated in my mounting terror asking the guy in front of me if I could quickly borrow his jeans when he came back, but I was too nervous to ask.
Finally my turn came to do that long twenty metre walk out to the man presenting the awards, the audience was seated at eye level to my crotch, and the lights were bright as, there was no escape, and looking back when I used to cringe in embarressment at night trying to sleep and thump my head against the pillow, I should have just bolted out the backdoor, anything instead of the self inflicted grand humiliation that was about to follow.

I strode out, wanting to cross that podium as quickly as possibly, get it over with, maybe if I was fast no one would notice. So I started off looking like somekind of lumberjack, then I noticed to my concern that eyes were looking downwards at you know where, maybe it was just paranoia, I had by this time completely lost my mind, what was supposed to be the night where I would finally prove to my parents I could achieve something, and make them proud for once, turned instead into one of Gods greatest practical jokes, or possibly Satans.
So I turned my back on the audience to hide my shame and then shuffled quickly the rest of the way across the remainding ten metres like someone fencing, I snatched the award, and then as I shaked the teachers hand quickly, he thought of turned me off balance (as I tried to bolt to the safety of the curtain and away from the deafening silence and staring eyes) to give the whole auditorium a two second full frontal display - of. my. crotch.
I heard some gasps, and some muffled laughter, the red flush that had accompanied me for the last ten seconds motored rapidly into a raging hot sweating crimson brandmark. I then shuffled off like some demented crab from the stage hiding my crotch once more, and not daring to look at my parents or anyone for that matter in the audience.

I remember the guy to come on next, was staring at me like I was some kind of freak as I passed him and bolted outside to my car. To this day my parents still believe I pissed myself out of fright, and dont buy the water cooler story.
So take it from me guys, if you ever have to get up and accept an award in front of alot of people, and your feeling a touch thirsty, dont go near the water cooler.

Time has healed the mental scars.

I would have come up with a lot of these stories, but my subconscious mind has already blocked them out because I hate...HATE awkward situations.

The guy who really pissed himself...

Dear...God...


...thank you for not having me go through that!... :P


Nah, seriously, I'm surprised you actually had the guts to go across the stage anyway. You know, you should've taken a cup of water in your hand and carried it with you, spill it on yourself as you're crossing the stage (just a little bit) and then everyone would've understood.

At least you would've made a comical moment out of it instead of a shocker.

This is possibly the most embarressing thing that has ever happened to me, I cant really see me topping it (god I hope not,) and I wish it apon no man.

It took me years to get over, years.

Fifteen years ago I completed a TAFE butchers course. For the presentation of our certificates, we were required to dressup. I unfortunately chose a pair of tan pleated pants as part of my outfit.
Why didnt I pick black God! Why! God! Why!!!
But I digress.
As my turn approached to walk out on the stage in front of my (then) proud parents and sixty other people, I made the fatal mistake of my life and went to the water cooler, as my mouth was feeling quite dry from nerves, As I was a pretty self consious chappy then, and was feeling faint at just the thought of walking out on the stage let alone to what I was about to go through. To my horror as I pressed the lever to release the cold water into my plastic white cup, it squirted a huge stream of water straight down onto the crotch of my light tan pleated slacks, drenching the area completely.

As I tried to rub the water off somehow, I saw to my disbelief that it was a perfect resemblence to a man who had just pissed his dacks.
Really pissed them.
I even contemplated in my mounting terror asking the guy in front of me if I could quickly borrow his jeans when he came back, but I was too nervous to ask.
Finally my turn came to do that long twenty metre walk out to the man presenting the awards, the audience was seated at eye level to my crotch, and the lights were bright as, there was no escape, and looking back when I used to cringe in embarressment at night trying to sleep and thump my head against the pillow, I should have just bolted out the backdoor, anything instead of the self inflicted grand humiliation that was about to follow.

I strode out, wanting to cross that podium as quickly as possibly, get it over with, maybe if I was fast no one would notice. So I started off looking like somekind of lumberjack, then I noticed to my concern that eyes were looking downwards at you know where, maybe it was just paranoia, I had by this time completely lost my mind, what was supposed to be the night where I would finally prove to my parents I could achieve something, and make them proud for once, turned instead into one of Gods greatest practical jokes, or possibly Satans.
So I turned my back on the audience to hide my shame and then shuffled quickly the rest of the way across the remainding ten metres like someone fencing, I snatched the award, and then as I shaked the teachers hand quickly, he thought of turned me off balance (as I tried to bolt to the safety of the curtain and away from the deafening silence and staring eyes) to give the whole auditorium a two second full frontal display - of. my. crotch.
I heard some gasps, and some muffled laughter, the red flush that had accompanied me for the last ten seconds motored rapidly into a raging hot sweating crimson brandmark. I then shuffled off like some demented crab from the stage hiding my crotch once more, and not daring to look at my parents or anyone for that matter in the audience.

I remember the guy to come on next, was staring at me like I was some kind of freak as I passed him and bolted outside to my car. To this day my parents still believe I pissed myself out of fright, and dont buy the water cooler story.
So take it from me guys, if you ever have to get up and accept an award in front of alot of people, and your feeling a touch thirsty, dont go near the water cooler.

Time has healed the mental scars.

I did a very similar thing at Heathrow airport. It's extremely embarrassing checking in, going through customs, etc looking like you've pissed your pants.

Dear...God...


...thank you for not having me go through that!... :P


Nah, seriously, I'm surprised you actually had the guts to go across the stage anyway. You know, you should've taken a cup of water in your hand and carried it with you, spill it on yourself as you're crossing the stage (just a little bit) and then everyone would've understood.

At least you would've made a comical moment out of it instead of a shocker.

No Aussies are a shrewd bunch, they would have me seen me covering it up as an accident, and confirmed in their own minds that I had pissed myself, and then tried to make fools out of them by trying to make it look like an accident.
To do what you sugested I would have had to tip three cups of water over myself, the watercooler really got me, it wasnt just asmall patch, it looked like I had pissed my pants for agood solid minute.

I did a very similar thing at Heathrow airport. It's extremely embarrassing checking in, going through customs, etc looking like you've pissed your pants.

That would be bad too.
Very bad.

You mean like being caught Polishing the Bishop?

You're sixteen year old. You go on a frog hunt/swamp stomp and somehow get stuck in chest-deep mud. Your friend almost gets stuck trying to help you out and decides to go for a rope. Instead of a rope, due to his poor ability to keep a secret, he comes back with fire and rescue services AND your parents! After about twenty minutes of work, the rescue workers free you, in the process, your pants and underwear are yanked down to your ankles, giving everyone a free look at your muddy privates. You also lose both shoes.

The incident makes the local papers.

Oh, being thrown out of the locker room naked by the other guys for the first time is also a bit awkward.

how About your wife walking in on you having a sexy encounter with a pineapple who then takes this opportunity to declare her hatred for them.

How about walking in on a friend and his girlfriend partaking in rumpy-pumpy, then trying to back out of of the awkward situation despite the fact that he is actively engaging you in conversation.
Oh yeah, and walking in his girlfreind taking a crap the next day, that just adds spice to the whole weekend.

Or chatting up a girl, and doing very well, only to be invited back to theirs by her husband...