Possibly the worst outcome of all and for good reason. Here's a true story: About a month ago, someone exploded in my bathroom. I literally had to clean sh## off of the light switch. I should point out that my light switch is no where near the toilet bowl. It's on a wall. Just below shoulder height. There was sh## on my floor, behind the toilet, on the mat and I boiled the hell out of my toothbrush, and then threw it away. The toilet itself has been blocked from my memory but I do seem to remember what, in my opinion, was a little less toilet paper than was probably necessary to deal with what I was viewing. Disgusting, and gross. -_-
One day when i school,i was playing with my girlfrnd just splashing water over each other with a bottle.suddenly she ran inside the girls toilet,and i ran after her inside the girls toilet. It was awkward but a lot of embarrasing. All the girls inside were laughing,luckily every girl inside were my friends
I was dating a man whose wife had passed away about 6 months earlier. The night before, he had boxed up her clothes and other belongings that he didn't want to keep. I was at his house the next day and his mother-in-law showed up to collect her daughters things. I had non idea she was coming. Talk about awkward. The new girlfriend helping the mother of the dead wife carry her things to the car.
Ripping the loudest fart that would have made Tesla and his supposed "earthquake machine" proud, in front of my city's mayor and her entourage. I thought it was a hilarious thing to do, but let's just say my timing was a little...off. The looks from the both the mayor's sons were filled with such malice that I think they both would have kicked my a$$ right then and there if they could have gotten away with it. The smile on my face lasted at least 10 seconds when I realize the bldg. that we were in got VERY quiet and the mayor had a look of such horror that it then dawned on me that "pulling my own finger" was indeed pulling a SERIOUS faux pax. Let me conclude by saying that if passing a "rumbler" the likes of which my 13-14 year body could produce at that time in front of a mayor was that serious a sin, I should be thankful I wasn't living in LA or NY City!
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while walking, i was too interested in a message and texting back that i pushed on the wrong door. there was the silent awkward experience of looking up and realizing i was in the men's washroom. ( they really need stalls around the urinals in there )
I've had a lifelong battle with acrophobia (fear of heights) and once, when I was in the Army Reserve, I was left on top of a cliff with a lot of radio equipment and a young lad to help me get it down the cliff.
The problem was, he was even more frightened than I was and I had to try to get him down safely.
It was definitely an awkward moment but, when we reached the bottom I realised that while I'd been concentrating on him I hadn't had time to worry about my own problem. That was the day I started to turn it around and, although I still get a bit fluttery near the edge of a drop, it doesn't worry me much any more.
Surprisingly it's never affected me when flying with a hang glider. Makes me think it's not so much a fear of heights as a fear of falling.
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Finding myself with my face planted in the asphalt after turning around and slipping on a patch of ice about the size of a dollar bill. Blood was pouring from my face as I had broken my nose and both top front teeth. :-/