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I was in elementary school and everyone dared me to jump through a swing on the playground which had a large puddle of mud surrounding it. I decided to take on the challenge. I attempted to gauge the distance and speed needed to jump. I confidently gained momentum as I ran towards the swing. When I leaped, my shorts somehow got caught up on the swing which caused me to hang from the swing dangling stuck in mud. I yelled for help as everyone laughed, some girl screamed out, "ewwww I can see his butt crack!" My shorts and underwear somehow ripped showing a piece of my ass.

I managed to rip myself free covered in mud. I dashed to the teacher who had to find me spare clothes. He was not amused at all. He looked at me in disgust and handed me bright yellow shorts and a pink shirt. I declined to wear the clothes and he got me and got extremely pissed off. I took the clothes and wiped myself off in the bathroom and received further humiliation for wearing a pink shirt. Apparently I still had some dirt in my hair and everyone laughed getting the teachers attention. The teacher shook his head in disgust and sent me back out to wash my hair in the sink. He said, "you deserve this for being a class clown!" When I came back to the class I had to sit in the corner. LOL

One of the swing chains was open slightly and rusted which snagged my clothes.

Posted 3/24/16 , edited 3/24/16

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I was in elementary school and everyone dared me to jump through a swing on the playground which had a large puddle of mud surrounding it. I decided to take on the challenge. I attempted to gauge the distance and speed needed to jump. I confidently gained momentum as I ran towards the swing. When I leaped, my shorts somehow got caught up on the swing which caused me to hang from the swing dangling stuck in mud. I yelled for help as everyone laughed, some girl screamed out, "ewwww I can see his butt crack!" My shorts and underwear somehow ripped showing a piece of my ass.

I managed to rip myself free covered in mud. I dashed to the teacher who had to find me spare clothes. He was not amused at all. He looked at me in disgust and handed me bright yellow shorts and a pink shirt. I declined to wear the clothes and he got me and got extremely pissed off. I took the clothes and wiped myself off in the bathroom and received further humiliation for wearing a pink shirt. Apparently I still had some dirt in my hair and everyone laughed getting the teachers attention. The teacher shook his head in disgust and sent me back out to wash my hair in the sink. He said, "you deserve this for being a class clown!" When I came back to the class I had to sit in the corner. LOL

Once of the swing chains was open slightly and rusted which snagged my clothes.



I'm glad you shared that with me since I won't judge any of that except your courage to tell me. I guess I'll reciprocate your cojones..


It was one ordinary day and I was a 5th grader at a small country town. My mom had walked me to the bus stop while slipping due to the night before's hard rain and unfortunately my schoolmates were in the vicinity to laugh at her. I walked up in front of them and hit them with all my fury until they were on their knees crying w/o moving an inch as if I was some kind of hateful father or bully ready to dish out my daily routine of suffering to them. They didn't realize that I wasn't no bully or a man full of evil or hate, I was just protecting my mother from embarrassment and hate. I would of done it all over again if I had a time machine. On that same day, I was talking to my friends in which we hung out underneath the staircase of our school, where the outcasts folks dwelled, I guess we were considered goths at the time even though non of us really fit that profile. My friend was complaining about the rain droplets that were falling on to her head but as we soon realized it was some douchebag preppy asshole that was spitting on the upper stair wail in an effort to show off his pitiful skills. I walked up the stairs in front of the guy and told him that this was my gf he was spitting on and pushed him hard enough for him to fall down the stairs.

Luckily, I didn't get arrested since he assured everyone he didn''t get hurt but I remember helping him out to the nurses office with blood running down his forehead. I was a bit embarrassed since this attracted a lot of attention from various parties but then again wouldn't have changed a thing ..Well, nuff said about this.
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Doubt it. I won't know the answer to this until I'm super old.
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I want to share one but I can't remember any... I'm not being shy about it because I know I had one or two moments but I quite literally can't remember them.

Edit: I got something, I was pantsed in public in Jr High so that's one... and on my first prom date I forgot the corsage and when I mentioned it I said "corset" instead of "corsage", it was right in front of her mother too. I got the corsage though and the date went smoothly afterwards.
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If we're talking about school embarrassments then there's the time I fell into the toilet. I'd been playing a catch game and we'd sometimes hide in the toilets as a safe area because if "it" was a boy, the girls had a safe space and if "it" was a girl the boys had a safe space. I refused to recognise safe areas and went into the boys' toilets to drag them out. Since some of the cubicle doors were closed I'd have to find a way to determine whether a game player was hiding in there. I'd even dragged out a boy who was really trying to pee at one time. This time I attempted to climb up using the adjoining cubicle by standing on the toilet and looking for foot hold on the wall. The boy decided to jump out which startled me and I fell, feet first in the toilet bowl. I was lucky that it was clean. I got all wet. The boy had a good laugh . I had to go tell a teacher that my uniform was wet before I got queried about it because she'd also ask around. I omitted how it happened because I wasn't supposed to be in the boys' toilets in the first place. The boy didn't snitch on me because I would have punched him later for doing so.
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I don't get embarrassed so humiliation isn't something that effects me. I guess as a kid I used to but I can't really think of ever being humiliated. Oh I did plenty of stupid stuff but most of it was usually pretty funny once I thought about it. I farted really loud in class once but really didn't care or get embarrassed. I was pretty good at flipping that emotional light switch on and off as needed when I was younger. I had been trying to hold it in unsuccessfully and thought maybe I could slip it out without making a noise. Sounded like I sat on a giant toad. Everyone stopped and looked at me so I pointed to the girl next to me, hehehe. I don't think anyone bought it though. I wasn't really embarrassed, just glad it didn't stink. Being trapped in a small room with toxic gas is not fun.
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When I was little I went to an intensely Catholic school. We went to church every day for like two hours and then went back to have a class period of gym. I used to abhor gym. Especially since the uniforms made me feel sort of like a marshmallow. Which is weird because I've always been a very short, skinny, just very tiny in every sense kid (so it's not like gym was too much of a struggle). Basically I used to make up excuses as to why I couldn't do gym, not even midway through the year the teacher got sick of me and refused to listen to me in any way. One day I realized while I was being forced to run that I really had to pee, like badly had to pee, so I called out to the teacher and he just ignored me. I ended up peeing on myself... but I missed the whole gym class. After this incident whenever I didn't want to do gym I just peed on myself. Every. Single. Time. They wouldn't let me go home, so on those days I ended up just changing back into my daily uniform (skirt and blouse with sweater) and took off my underwear and stood by the radiator to "dry out".

Besides gym though I used to pee on myself a lot in this catholic school. All the teachers ignored my pleas to use the bathroom and I was too scared to just get up and go due to the disciplinary measures they put on the other kids who did this.

To be honest though none of these incidents embarrassed me in any way... I really had no sense of shame as a child.

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VividDreamZ wrote: Apparently I still had some dirt in my hair and everyone laughed getting the teachers attention. The teacher shook his head in disgust and sent me back out to wash my hair in the sink. He said, "you deserve this for being a class clown!" When I came back to the class I had to sit in the corner.
damn I would be so pissed on the teacher if he did something like that (but was it the same one that gave you the clothes?) atleast giving him the story to beat his "ass" I would just love to do that to stick it right in his face.

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Especially since the uniforms made me feel sort of like a marshmallow.
Basically I used to make up excuses as to why I couldn't do gym, not even midway through the year the teacher got sick of me and refused to listen to me in any way. One day I realized while I was being forced to run that I really had to pee, like badly had to pee, so I called out to the teacher and he just ignored me.
After this incident whenever I didn't want to do gym I just peed on myself. Every. Single. Time. They wouldn't let me go home, so on those days I ended up just changing back into my daily uniform (skirt and blouse with sweater) and took off my underwear and stood by the radiator to "dry out".
that feeling like a marshmallow can be used in many fun ways ^-^
the other things don't sound that great though.



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I have a lot of small embarrassments:
-Once I was feeling sick in my elementary music class and although I was one of the best at playing the recorder I just couldn't play in tune and other students had to help me. The teacher sent me out with another student before I had time to say I wasn't feeling well, one breath of fresh air from outside- and I could play perfectly. Still revived a below average in music. Now I play viola in an honors orchestra - take that, bitch!

-I made a really fancy video for my English final - only to realize all of my exits and entrances into each scene were a few seconds off - everyone laughed, kinda embarrassing, but it was pretty funny.

-I used to say really rash stuff and lie consistently to get myself out of holes i had dug for myself. I don't remember specific examples, but sometimes doing this ended up embarrassing me.
Posted 3/25/16
Well, straight out of high school, I was going to the Art Institute for a degree in film and photography. At this time I had just leased my own little studio. My mother was helping me find clients by passing out business cards to stores and businesses. I used to have the biggest crush on this guy that worked where I paid my cell bill. Sometimes we would talk a bit if there was no one else in line at the time. Well, my mother came in, determined to share my new business with him. When she accidentally said "She's doing Pornography." Instead of Photography. There were glances from other workers behind the counter too, not just my crush. "I do photography!" I corrected her, and we all kind of joked about the mistake a bit which made it worse and awkward. I felt flushed and my face must have been a bit red.
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No I died.
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LollipopPunch9s wrote:
When she accidentally said "She's doing Pornography." Instead of Photography. There were glances from other workers behind the counter too, not just my crush. "I do photography!" I corrected her
too bad you don't have that lollipop avatar XP
Would have used the chainsaw!

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LollipopPunch9s wrote:
When she accidentally said "She's doing Pornography." Instead of Photography. There were glances from other workers behind the counter too, not just my crush. "I do photography!" I corrected her
too bad you don't have that lollipop avatar XP
Would have used the chainsaw!



I actually did have it when I first made an account here. That's so ironic!
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Allie_cat418 wrote:

When I was little I went to an intensely Catholic school. We went to church every day for like two hours and then went back to have a class period of gym. I used to abhor gym. Especially since the uniforms made me feel sort of like a marshmallow. Which is weird because I've always been a very short, skinny, just very tiny in every sense kid (so it's not like gym was too much of a struggle). Basically I used to make up excuses as to why I couldn't do gym, not even midway through the year the teacher got sick of me and refused to listen to me in any way. One day I realized while I was being forced to run that I really had to pee, like badly had to pee, so I called out to the teacher and he just ignored me. I ended up peeing on myself... but I missed the whole gym class. After this incident whenever I didn't want to do gym I just peed on myself. Every. Single. Time. They wouldn't let me go home, so on those days I ended up just changing back into my daily uniform (skirt and blouse with sweater) and took off my underwear and stood by the radiator to "dry out".

Besides gym though I used to pee on myself a lot in this catholic school. All the teachers ignored my pleas to use the bathroom and I was too scared to just get up and go due to the disciplinary measures they put on the other kids who did this.

To be honest though none of these incidents embarrassed me in any way... I really had no sense of shame as a child.



Plot twist; The teachers worked as janitors for a second income.
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