Whether it's accidentally crashing someone's wedding or mistaking a random car for a taxi, we've all made a complete fool out of ourselves at some point in our lives. And that's why you should stop beating yourself about yours. Even if that moment was so awkward, you wanted the Earth to swallow you. The witnesses of your stupid actions probably forgot all about them since they're too busy obsessing about their own past mistakes.
When Twitter user Andy Ryan posted his most embarrassing story, people immediately started responding to it with their own cringeworthy memories. And I mean responding. Andy's tweet has already received over 80K comments and 559K likes, and the numbers keep growing!

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Here in Finland it is usually OK to have wedding crashers. If the extra person acts nice then people usually do not care if there are uninvited people. There are also people who visit funerals only to get some free food.
I BEG YOUR PARDON! BUT FREE ICE CREAM IS FREE ICE CREAM! :9
When I was like 8 I was with my dad and he picked up a hitch hiker that he knew like 10 years prior. We dropped him off at a gas station and my dad noticed his wallet was missing from the cup holder he usually sits it.. so he told the guy he better give him the wallet now or else.... After we got home dad seen his wallet in the floor board and he opened the other wallet and it was the hitch hikers. My dad wallet snatched a homeless man.
One study says there's a (somewhat) quick way to move past life's most terrible moments. The answer: focusing on everything about the memory except the way it made you feel. "Sometimes we dwell on how sad, embarrassed, or hurt we felt during an event, and that makes us feel worse and worse. This is what happens in clinical depression—ruminating on the negative aspects of a memory," lead researcher Florin Dolcos wrote.
I am not surprised :D Greeks are the friendliest people I've ever met!
I used to live in Vietnam and this would totally happen there, the people are unbelievably hospital, you could knock on anyone's door and they'd probably give you a glass of tea
Look at this, Donald! Corfu is so against walls (and fences) that they let random strangers into their yards to drink their beers!
But we found that instead of thinking about your emotions during a negative memory, looking away from the worst emotions and thinking about the context, like a friend who was there, what the weather was like, or anything else non-emotional that was part of the memory, will rather effortlessly take your mind away from the unwanted emotions associated with that memory. Once you immerse yourself in other details, your mind will wander to something else entirely, and you won’t be focused on the negative emotions as much." In other terms, you take control of the memory. You shape the way it floats through your thoughts. You diminish it.
My dad did this back in late 70s. He drove a few miles down the road and noticed a child seat in the back, drove back to the car park to find a very confused young family standing where the car had been parked and his identical car parked a few rows down
This happened to my aunt Jo once. She came out of the store, got into the car she thought my uncle was waining in and told the man "Hit the road!"... My uncle was dying of laughter in the car behind them. My aunt got out of the wrong car, got into the right car, smacked my uncle and told him it was alle his fault.
When I was 16, I worked at the mall. My father was picking me up out front. I walked out, saw his car, got in, shut the door, started rummaging through my purse and talking non stop when I realized we weren't moving. I looked up and over at my dad and (you know where this is going) it wasn't my dad. We had a pretty distinctive looking car and to this day it's the only other time I've seen one on the road. I apologized and got out without the person ever saying a word, lol. I'm sure they've told this story a time or two from their perspective.
ive unlocked a car and got in and realized it wasnt my car, when u used keys to open the door
Similar thing happened to me but worse. I left my friend's and proceeded to get into my car. I left it unlocked. It sticks sometimes. I pull up on the handle and yank. It breaks off. I go to the passenger side it's open. I get in, climb over the shifter to the driverside with muddy boots only to realize that my car is parked next to me.
After school my daughter came out to the line of cars and got into a white Ford sedan. She looked the old lady driving and thought "that's not my grandma!" She got out and went two cars back in the row to the correct Ford. She felt very embarrassed, but I told her any grandma would feel sympathetic to a child that made a mistake.
"Huh... smells like wet dog... I could have sworn my car smelled like stale weed... hang on a minute..."
Something similar happened to me once. I was walking out of 7-11, looking at my phone, pressed unlock on my keys, opened the door to get in when I heard "can I help you? from a man standing in the 7-11 doorway. I was getting into his BMW that he apparently left unlocked. Lesson for me, pay attention. Lesson for him, lock your doors.
It's quite different than suppressing the bad memory, which is usually effective only in short term and increases chances of anxiety and depression in the long run. For a lot of people it might also be simpler than other emotion regulation strategies, such as trying to recast the negative situation into a positive one.
Same, instead of making someone feel awkward, she could have hugged them anyway and then explained it was meant for someone else.
Load More Replies...Last hug I got was from a fellow with Down Syndrome. He put so much attention into it that I felt blessed.
I have a friend in my class with autism. He walks around and hugs everyone he sees. It's adorable and everyone loves him.
Load More Replies...At work, a lady who was short and heavy set with a pretty round face approached me with arms wide open. She was friendly and looked like the Welsh/German women in my family. Thinking she must be one of my mother's cousins, I gave her a hug, and said "I don't remember your name!" She told me that we had never met, she was just happy to meet me.
I was walking out of a bookstore and an older man held the door open. I told him, "Thank you, sir." He then looked at me with some disdain and said, "I wasn't holding the door open for you." A few feet away an elderly woman was slowly making her way to the door.
Geez, what a grump. You were being polite...he should be the one embarrassed, not you.
Load More Replies...This is so awkward, I would’ve pull out my phone and acts just like nothing happened
Don't motion to someone if they have another person directly in front of them!
"Looking at the situation differently to see the glass half full can be cognitively demanding," Sanda Dolcos, a co-author on the study said. "The strategy of focusing on non-emotional contextual details of a memory, on the other hand, is as simple as shifting the focus in the mental movie of your memories and then letting your mind wander."
My glasses! I can't be seen without my glasses! Johnny Bravo, after bumping into Velma.
Reminds me of a story my mom once told me, where my dad mistook a fire hydrant for a kid in a funny raincoat.
I felt so bad (and a horrible mother) when after a medical exam before school the doctor told me my kid needed glasses and her vision is like +3. They did eye tests for kids in preschool and daycare and never caught anything wrong. And all the while my poor kid went around looking at blurry things. The first thing she said when she tried on her new glasses "I can see the cracks in the pavement!" I wanted to slap myself so hard!
ummm when i was a kid i was terrified of failing *anything* at school, so i cheated on the eye tests. - I LOVE my glasses now! I can see stuff !
Load More Replies...Kids get a pass: they're still learning. This shouldn't be on the list.
i think i was 27, when there was a major sale, people kept trying everything on in front of any mirror, because chances to ever get to a fitting room were slim, and i actually tried some girl's coat on, tried stretch my arms to see if it fits properly..
I don't know why this sounds familiar. It seems like a girl did that to me before. I am from Oklahoma.
I don't know why that sounds familiar to me. I think something like that happened where a girl did me that way.I'm from Oklahoma.
Just goes to prove that pretty much any grandma is a nice person to talk to even if you aren't related.
I once had a nice discussion with someone. I had no idea who she was but she clearly remembered me as her old classmate several years ago. So I just acted like I knew her. I was happy that she did not ask anything too personal that would have revealed that I was not her classmate.
I was teaching my daughter how to call for help when she was about 3 ½, and also my mom who lived a few blocks away. it was Christmas time, and she was really getting into it, with the Kris Kringle says to see if she was good. I was in the kitchen and went towards the bedroom, and overheard her chatting away. When I went in there, I realized she was on the phone, and asked who she was talking to? She said Santa, so I quickly took the receiver away and apologized. The gentleman on the phone was so kind, and said he was really enjoying the conversation, as they had no grandkids. She continued to call him several more times, and stayed in touch until we moved. I still have no idea who she was talking to!
I did this once! I “prank called” a number and asked for GamGam and an older woman (at least older than my 10 year old self) talked to me for a while and said nice things to me and asked me about school and stuff. It felt nice so I went with it. I wish I knew who that person was. She was nice to a stupid kid who was trying to be a little pest.
That happened to me. My mother called and we talked for 20 minutes. I caught her up on my college studies and work. She asked if I had a cold because I sounded funny. I said no, then we slowly realized she wasn’t my mother and I wasn’t her daughter. 🤦🏼♀️
I did this when I was young too. Didn't know about area codes and dialed my grandma's number without it. A local Grandma answered and we had a nice chat about my Uncle Pete (she had a son with that name too) and my Uncle Bob (same) and my Uncle Jimmy (same) and then when I said Uncle Billy, she stopped and said, "I'm sorry, but what's your name again?" and that's when I found out she didn't have a daughter with my mom's name. But we had a laugh about it and when I called my real Grandma after, she said it was nice I had a new Grandma and giggled at me.
Something similar happened to my dad one time. Back in the 1980's when he was younger (he's forgotten it now) he used to speak fluent Japanese. One time this Japanese grandma dialed his number by mistake, and out of habit from when he lived in Japan, my dad used a Japanese greeting to answer, and they ended up talking in Japanese for like 40 minutes, before finally my dad told her that she wasn't his relative, he could just speak Japanese.
My paternal grandmother died long before I was born, but I have positive memories of my mother's mother. My grandparents lived far away so my parents really put some effort into it - giving me memories.
reminds me of that guy who went to some random grandmas thanksgiving and now its i believe their 6th year? of doing it
Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrg! But seriously: if you change a full diaper and continue eating (be it merely licking something off the arm), you have some issues!
I’ve seen my share of poop (three kids), so I know this could happen, but I have honestly heard this story in so many variations that I believe it is an urban legend.
Happened to a friend of mine, only difference: she thought it was applesauce, not peanut butter. She said "Yum, apple!" - and licked it off 🤮
On the other hand, if he HAD been a carjacker, and she had a gun, she would have been a lot safer.
Load More Replies...Imagine her telling this story to her family that night.... maybe she rides with a baseball bat and mace now.
Why don't people ask the driver their name after opening the car door? I always know the name of the driver before I get in the car from the app. When I'm sure it is my ride, I call them by their name, and they respond by calling me by my name. Simple and safe!
"Wow, times must be tough if Grandma Ethel is driving for Lyft. Or maybe 73 really is the new 57."
Back in the late 80's when I was a teenager, I had two girls open the rear door of my car while I was at a stop sign and told me to take them to a really bad area. I screamed at them to get the f*ck out of my car and they kicked it as I drove away. I had two of my girlfriends with me and they were paralyzed and saucer eyed as I yelled at those two bitches as I drove away. I was able to get the dent out with a plunger thankfully.
Why would someone dunk someone underwater from behind! So dangerous
stopped my car at a venue & three blokes tried to get in, they thought I was an uber driver
Same thing happened to me too! A car that I thought was my neighbor who would pick me up stopped at the kerb and I just opened the door and got in. It was only when we were driving away and I looked to the guy who was supposed to be my neighbor, that I realized this was a total stranger. Why the guy did not say anything when I opened the door and got in is beyond me! I actually thought it was rather spooky.
Then tooted loudly and exclaimed, "Oh my, I didn't realize you were referring to the gasoline!"
Oh my God. This reminds me of the one time I was walking into work, and this guy saw me and was like, "what's the with the puffs?" I had just gone up the stairs and my allergies were acting up, so I just replied, "idk, just out of shape, I guess." I was kind of confused why he'd even draw attention to my breathing. He gave me a funny look, and we went on our separate ways. Got to my desk and realized I was holding a box of Puffs brand tissues.
Gas stations with convenience stores have been around a lot longer than just 30 years.
He does kinda look like Will in that tiny profile photo anyway.
My husband looks like Chow Yun-Fat, when some friends went to see Bulletproof Monk, they announce that it was Steve in the movie!
To me it says that a good lot of the residents still had a wonderful sense of humor!
Load More Replies...Plot twist: Later found the residents were actually retired gardeners, who were thinking about potted ferns.
That's such a strange phrase... to go potty! Where I come from to go potty means to go a little crazy, I would never consider it to mean needed to use the bathroom
Never ever ask that question, even in jest. Chances are that someone actually died.
Reminds me of my friend jokingly exclaiming to a coworker dressed unusually sharp, and all in black, "Hey! You're all dressed up, whose funeral is it? hahahah"................"My brother's, actually."
Load More Replies...My supervisor at work told us about when he first started as caseworker and he called someone to add a newborn to their record. He started the conversation with "Congratulations!" The woman had lost the baby.
My boss used to ask in interviews "If you could have dinner with anyone alive or dead, who would it be?" Until a man started crying as his mother had just died. She hasn't asked that question since.
It's also a really dumb question to ask in an interview. What does the answer have to do with working at any job?
Load More Replies...That's cute but don't be jealous 'cause you learn who when you grow up
Load More Replies...That's really cute! :) It took me a while to convince my daughter that the baby pictures I was showing her were hers and not her little brother's: She changed a lot, and he looks a lot like her when she was his age! :)
I'll jealous of "5 mins ago" of myself, after I've finished eating cake.
Load More Replies...My grandmother had pictures of me and my three cousins behind glass in a bookcase. She had pictures of other children in frames on the side table by her reading chair. I grew up thinking the kids by her chair were some sort of distant cousins. I was disappointed (but not that surprised) when I learned, about age 12, that they were the children of the woman she _wished_ had married her son. (She didn't like the woman my uncle married, and talked about this ex-girlfriend and her children with every visit, in addition to having their pictures by her chair. She didn't like my mother, either.)
That's a unhealthy amount of bitternes to be carrying around for so long!
Load More Replies..."Person of restricted growth"? Why would you call them that? They're just short people or dwarves.
If I were short, I'd rather be called a midget or the worst slur you could come up with then something so PC and lame like "person of restricted growth" lol I'm not fat either, I'm "a person of increased body lipids" ahahaha
Load More Replies...When my daughter was about three, she saw a manager at the grocery store standing on a stool to reach the shelves. The woman was a little bit less than a meter tall. My daughter blurted out "she's little!" I answered, "well, you're not too tall yourself!" The manager laughed out loud, then chuckled, as I explained to my daughter, while continuing to walk down the aisle, that people come in all shapes and sizes, but it might hurt their feelings if we talk about them out loud. I didn't want to embarrass the woman or my daughter by stopping and continuing a lesson between the two of them. That is why I kept walking.
Good grief. They were as politically correct and as inoffensive as they could be so they could share their story without the judgements and criticism yet here you all are. And here it all is. I'm extremely disappointed.
Some people get easily offended they were just being polite so they wouldn’t offend somebody
It's terribly embarrassing, but extremely hilarious at the same time.
Now the term is 'little people', but so many groups are little people; children, leprechauns, elves, pixies, fairies, .. Oh, but fairies also have a lot of other names...
Nothing wrong with being polite, Demi Zwaan. It's not meant to offend you or anyone else. My little brother had growth problems, except we fixed them with a growth hormone injection, but for real, it is an issue and he never was a short person or a dwarf, because I love him.
When I was 15 I went to the Pioneer Days festival, there was blue grass music, a horse, show, parade, etc. I had a terrible crush on one of the 'cowboys' who showed on our local circuit...I also had my first 2 Dixie cups of MD 20/20! So, walking around the town I saw my crush, Rick, walking towards me and my friend. We stopped and he said hi and I threw my(drunkforthefirsttime)self at him and planted a kiss on him. Omg...he says, Who is Rick? Talk about mortified. You can just imagine how I felt 2 hours later when I saw 'Rick' (different shirt, different friend) and, relieved, threw myself on him...and he says, "still not Rick". OMG. The shame!
Before I got my glasses, I could see, but not too well. I was studying at the university and had a study date planned in the library with a class mate. Just as I went in through the doors, I could see her in the back, so I started to walk up to her like I was on a mission, just to realize, 1,5 meter from her, that it wasn't her when the girl sitting there looked up on me, wondering who was walking up to her. So I did a 90 degree turn just in front of her, like I actually had planned to go somewhere else, but it was probably too obvious.
idk, kids are pinchy and her mom's butt was probably right in her eye line at that age. It's just a fleshy part to pinch at that age.
Load More Replies...I guarantee you there's nothing to cringe about. That woman probably thought it was funny.
I had a similar experience. I was at an auction with my parents, my mom said to me, hold my hand and don’t let go, you could get lost. The place was packed with people. Well I let go for a minute. Then I spotted my mom’s new black coat, and I took her hand, she didn’t say a word. We walked all over the place probably more than an hour. Then as we are walking, we ran into my mom ! The lady I was holding hands with was wearing the same coat ! I was horrified ! The lady never flinched or said a single word the whole time ! She just handed me over to my mother and kept on walking.
Wow! That reminds me of Home Alone 2!(Nice story)
Load More Replies...I once was in a drug store with my now ex-wife. We went different ways and as I turned around and got closer, I said "There's a book *her daughter* would like" and slapped her a*s with a loud "smack" sound. It wasn't my wife but looked just like her from behind. My wife saw me do it and laughed and fortunately the woman I slapped was cool with it, too. I wanted to disappear into the ground lol
I was at a school play when I was 6 or something and was holding my moms hand, then I stared rambling about the play to my mom and let go of her hand without looking at her. I grabbed her hand again and looked at her when I finished my sentence and I was holding a really tall mans hand and he looked at me really confused and started looking around. Turns out I was too excited and didn't walk as fast as my mom and the dude kept holding my hand cuz he thought I was his kid XD
I used to slap my mamas butt as a kid but never did i ever pinch her butt.
Load More Replies...I'm sorry but sometimes I'm really wondering what's happening with people. Of course it can happen, and I'm not judging that, but you stayed a while, you ate, and you were leaving ? And you did not a single time talk about the camp your child was supposed to go to ?
the interesting thing here is to see how deeply distorted people are in terms of being sound and natural
Load More Replies...I joined some really great people on a hike before realizing through conversations that my own group hadn't arrived yet. But it was all good.
I have gone to a large public park for a picnic, not able to find my group, recognizing a person or two in another group, and approaching them to ask if I can join their picnic. They always say yes. On nice days in Ohio, a lot of people head outside.
That's rather cute considering the milkman survived the cardiac arrest .
okkkkkkk now looking at this pic there is NO WAY he was alive when people still delivered milk...so many lies! lmao
They had a milkman in the 90s what are you talking about
Load More Replies...One time when I was around 10, I was food shopping with my dad at a big supermarket. The store had some melon samples, and I love food samples. I ate several pieces, but I thought that there was not much melon on each piece. Turns out that I had eaten the leftover samples, that people had discarded in a basket. The real (untouched) samples were in another basket. I never told my dad, I just hoped no one saw me and walked away as if nothing happened.
oh gross. First thing that comes to mind is maybe they had cold sores O.o
'Muffin Sample' sounds to me like parts of muffin rather than a whole one.
Load More Replies...In any country someone breaking into your house could get you killed. Death isn't American
Load More Replies...did anyone else imagine her mom diving through the glass onto the garage roof landing in a shoulder roll to pop up and shimmy down the gutter? or is that just me...
In my country, if I hit a burglar on the head with a bat, I go to jail for violence.
Well dang! I don't think I would want to come over mom's house again 😂😂😂
The same happened to my ex boyfriend. He fell asleep on the sofa and I was outside on the balcony. When I went in again when it was getting dark he awoke and was all panicked "Who are you? Who are you?" until he realised it was me.
If you buy a coffee in Canada, there's 101% chances it's in a Tim Horton.
Load More Replies...Being a Canadian, this sounds like a popular chain's chocolate chip muffin ;)
'Unnamed Canadian Coffee Establishment'... why does my brain automatically go through my mental Muffin-o-dex of Timmy Ho's to see if I remember sugar crystal covered muffins...?
Wow. That’s stupid as hell. But in a way, I’d rather have the glass shards than those nasty sugar crystals. That’s so disgusting.
That wasn't your fault. I doubt most people order custom cakes for funerals.
A cake for a funeral? I mean I’m not trying to be mean but I’ve never heard of that happening 🤔
After a funeral, in many cultures people have a meal at the home of the deceased, the home of another family member, or at the church or other religious building. Because the child had died, she was ordering a cake to be part of that after-funeral meal. I'm guessing the child died of an extended illness, as the mom had the composure to plan such a sweet remembrance.
Oof! And also why are the bad situations in coffee shops? After this I may not wanna go to Starbucks any more 🤣
Or may be she had a gift card or gift voucher that was expiring soon or she just wanted to get rid off. May be she was just being nice and treating friends on that particular day.
Load More Replies...Well, at least it wasn't the nineties in french... know how they say 90 ? "four times twenty ten". ("quatre-vingt dix", pronounced "Quatr'e'vent dis") but not in french switzerland where they invented a new word from scratch.
In Belgium too, and "septante" makes definitely more sense :p
Load More Replies...I can relate. Having ADD as a girl means lots of space out time in my head and then asking questions to things the teacher already talked about. Then getting yelled at when I asked.
Why add "a girl"? Isn't ADD the same for both genders? Not being snarky, genuinely curious 🤔
Load More Replies...Depends... how old were you? If you were between 3-10 then I get the gist, but if you were like older then a preteen I’d be laughing so hard
If someone ask others if they want salad dressing or Mayonnaise on their sandwhichYou will probably say they don't want either.some want Helmans some want miracle whip lol. I'm kidding we all make mistakes like that.
You didn't notice all the other kids were smaller than you? You must have been wondering why there are so many little kids in 5th & 6th grades.
I can't imagine the organizers didn't realize that this kid was 11 or 12 not 5 or 6
Didn't you not see how much smaller the kids were compared to you? 😂
"Megan" sounds like a girl. If she was small for her age, a 6 year old could be as tall. I know adults who are smaller than their underage children. Nothing special there.
My wife and I were leaving a restaurant and I remembered I hadn't left a tip. She continued toward the door and reached back to take my hand but it was another guy and she grabbed his crotch. He said , "How ya doing.'
I woke t the sound of a crash in our apartment next to the highway. Then another hit, another, another... And I really let the roommate have it for going off and leaving the tv on like that!
My computer randomly plays YouTube if it’s left on for some unknown reason. There’s nothing like waking up to voices from the next room
Teacher : what does your father do for work? This guy :sell cigarettes! Sound embarrassing to me
Load More Replies...I did something similar - watched a scary movie and got thoroughly spooked out. Went upstairs and was shutting windows and drawing curtains then turned around and screamed at the man who had followed me upstairs. My poor husband assumed I screamed because there was someone behind him. He spun round on the spot and yelled at the same time. Clearly the movie had thoroughly spooked us both.
At a family get together when I was a kid the adults were drinking soft drinks and it was a rare occurrence that us kids got to drink them so I was going around to everyone’s cans of drinks and if there was a small amount left I would drink it. Unfortunately I didn’t know that someone was using one particular can as an ashtray. I can tell you now I will never forget the taste and feel of ash in my mouth. Yuck.
The "peanut butter" from earlier and now this ... excuse me, I think I'm gonna be sick and throw up
Load More Replies...Who would spit out olive pits onto the tray that is still being passed around!?!? So rude
I just wrote this story on the "large muffin sample" but it's so similar to this one as well. One time when I was around 10, I was food shopping with my dad at a big supermarket. The store had some melon samples, and I love food samples. I ate several pieces, but I thought that there was not much melon on each piece. Turns out that I had eaten the leftover samples, that people had discarded in a basket. The real (untouched) samples were in another basket. I never told my dad, I just hoped no one saw me and walked away as if nothing happened.
no, he went in the cab with his girlfriend/fiancee/friend who is now his wife.
Load More Replies...It was the driver's fault anyway. He saw you were trying to flag down a cab and pulled over.
In London you would flag down a black cab, not a mini cab which you would pre-book so this all sounds odd.
Load More Replies...My friend's son dialled 999 but didn't hang up the phone properly - cue blue lights a short while later.
Or laugh - particularly when having your bags checked.
Load More Replies...I once had someone mistake me for a sales assistant in a shop. I was wearing an overcoat, hat, and scarf and I was carrying a handbag. He was mortified when he realized.
I made the mistake of wearing a blue shirt and khaki pants to Walmart and the same lady stopped me THREE times to ask me three different questions and each time I had to tell her that I didn't work there.
Load More Replies...That happens to me a lot, even when I'm not wearing anything that looks like the store's uniform - I guess I just look like I know what I'm doing!
Maybe they weren't horrified at all and very much enjoying each other's company ;)
Load More Replies...Ok, this is just too weird. I understand that would be embarrassing but who would just stay sitting on someone's lap? Better yet, who would let someone else just stay sitting on their lap?!?
I only realized couple of years ago that one of my relatives was an Xmas tree thief. He never bought Xmas trees and he always explained that it is just easier to go to some forest and cut your own tree. When I was a child I was once with him choosing the best tree. I asked why we went to that forest in the evening when it was dark because in the daylight it would have been much easier to see which tree looks the best. But he just replied that in the day time there was too many other people choosing their Xmas trees so he liked to go in the evening.
My dad works in the forest service, so we know where to do that legally!
Load More Replies...Even if they DID allow helping yourself for free, if you turn up with a sack and just take EVERYTHING, that's still incredibly selfish and should be considered stealing.
I doubt he took a whole entire fields worth of potatoes to be fair lol
Load More Replies...That's why you confirm for yourself instead of taking someone's word for it.
I remember being with my folks at a farm stand when they picked some corn in a nearby farmer's field - turned out he wasn't affiliated with the farm stand! They paid him for the corn. I still remember the embarrassment.
I really hate this. My mom used to do it, it is always s****y to do this.
Making someone's leg give way like that is horrible - how do I get my dog to stop it though?
"Sneaky hello"? I hope your uncle kicked your a**e afterwards. You don't go around attacking people from behind. Family or not.
I laughed out loud at her description of the action. I hope the guy wasn't mad.
By summoning her ghost to remind her of the embarrassing incident
Load More Replies...Is is quite hard to understand people speaking with accents, I know because I have a northern accent, but do to living in the south most can’t understand me. :(
My mother tongue is Spanish. I can't understand people from Andalusia.
Load More Replies...I too fell in a pond once after i thought the algae was grass....
Then he is stuck on his head with his legs in the air
Load More Replies...Why? It's just a stump, you didn't steady yourself by putting your hands on his genitals.
We sliced a block of butter up into thin slices to help it soften quicker. Laid them out on the plate like cheese and 3 of my kids came in at different times to steal a slice of cheese. I let them and watched with glee as they ate them and then looked weirdly back at the plate as they walked away. Not one of them figured it out till we sat down for dinner shortly after.
Hahaha my friend did something like this at my house. We had those laughing cow wedges of cheese and she tried to butter her cornbread with it! She was so surprised that she threw the cheese at the wall, where it stuck. I left it there the rest of the day because Everytime I looked at it, we cracked up. Thought about framing it.
My daughter was running circles around me when she was about 4. Her pigtails were flying as she ran as fast as she could. I reached out to grab one as she flew past to realize it wasn't her - she and another girl with pigtails were both running around me and I'd grabbed another kid's hair! No wonder she was so fast. (insert face-palm here)
Someone left a phone message on my sister's desk to call Myra Maines. When she returned the the call she asked for Myra Maines three times before the guy who answered said "You just don't get it, do you lady? This is a funeral home - Myra Maines - MY REMAINS!!" She was so embarrassed and vowed to get even with whoever put the message on her desk.
Omg!!!! Reminds me of the Simpsons and the prank calls to Moe's Bar 😂😂
Load More Replies...Maybe they noticed, but didn't want to go through the trouble of explaining through the language barrier that they only wanted one?
Load More Replies...Awww! I feel so sorry that he felt so badly about such an innocent, natural thing for a 3 year old to do. No harm done!! Just relight the candles!!
He sounds like a douche for showing off his wingspan is greater than yours. Who does that? I think your response could not have been better!! Good Guy Greg always wins over Scumbag Steve!
That's one way to make friends! I'm impressed by the politeness and generosity of so many of the 'victims' in these stories.
My husband has the house decorated like a pub, with flags and such outside too. I'm waiting for the day a random person walks in on game day when crowds of friends are over. Fun part is, we actually made a friend this way - he tagged along with a group of his friends (or so he thought) and walked into our place, was offered free beer and burgers. He's been by a few times now alone and it took us all awhile to figure out who he was. He's a friend of a friend of a friend, so not a complete stranger, lol He's actually a great guy!
... And being somewhere or doing something he was not supposed to, I guess...
Hearing one's own name, even as an adult, said in the "mom voice", still causes a reaction, regardless of what one is doing...
Load More Replies...I feel like at some point in our childhood we all have done this at least once.
Yup, I know I did - fellow wearing a blue windbreaker like my dad, in line for a ferry boat...not my dad.
Load More Replies...I did this a lot at the mall when I was young. My parents would let me fall behind and when I'd run to catch up, I'd grab my mom/dad's hand only to realize they were standing to the side waiting for me and I'd grabbed some strangers' hands. Did it a lot. You'd think I'd learn to pay attention more, but I was panicking I'd been left behind, oops.
It happened to me, I thought he was my uncle but he wasn't... it was early in the morning, so I pretended to be half asleep, rubbed my eyes, apologized, and ran as fast as my short legs let me to get back with my own family
After pondering about it for many years I finally piped up on a car trip and asked why Weighbridge was always closed, and how did that affect the people who lived there? I thought it was a suburb but it turns out it is a weighing station for trucks. I was late twenties then and my family still rib me every time we go past a weighbridge.
We saw a sign just the other day: Free Range (next line down said:) Dozen eggs $4 - so I teased the kids that someone was giving away the Range for their stove and also selling eggs. It turned into a great talk about grammar and punctuation, lol
Free range eggs are the random chicken eggs you find on the ground in Minecraft.
This is the rest of the story: ...In their kitchen. I immediately presumed that this had to be my friends uncle Richard. She said, “Michael, this is [my friend’s] uncle D**k.” I shot back, “Yeah I know. He looks like one.” That’s right folks. I called my friends uncle, a stranger, a ‘d**k’ to his face.
Load More Replies...I would always walk in public holding my dad's hand. One time in the mall I was lagging behind and quickly took his hand and yelled at him to not leave me behind. Turned out to be a completely random man with his wife right next to him and he was holding her hand on the other side. I was in my 20's
I going to go out on limb here, given the nature of all the other stories. He saw the skinny, spectacled man, and ASSUMED it was uncle "Richard", probably said something to that affect and, of course, it wasn't uncle "Richard". Queue 'sad trombone'.
This is the rest of the story: ...In their kitchen. I immediately presumed that this had to be my friends uncle Richard. She said, “Michael, this is [my friend’s] uncle D**k.” I shot back, “Yeah I know. He looks like one.” That’s right folks. I called my friends uncle, a stranger, a ‘d**k’ to his face.
My mom has always been so embarrassing that I am practically immune to embarrassment of myself, I used it all up being embarrassed by and for her! For one, she is the LOUDEST whisperer you ever did hear(and you WILL hear her). One time I made the mistake of trying to point out a teacher of mine and she *whispered* "THE BALD ONE OR THE FAT ONE?" I almost died
Then there was the time when me, and my parents had just arrived in England for a vacation. So we had a B+B sorted out, not too far from the airport. We pulled up to this beautiful old place with hollyhocks growing in front. We got our luggage out and proceeded to walk into this gorgeous place just wanting a nap. There was an old man standing in the kitchen in his underwear, calmly making eggs and rashers. "B+B's down the road, my dears," he politely informed us, and showed us out his back door with a calmness only a British gentleman could muster. I am sure this happened all the time to him. We got to the B+B, found our room and promptly slept for a good five hours.
I was grocery shopping and thought I saw my guy friend in the candy aisle standing with his back towards me. I had not seen him or even spoken to him for about a month so upon seeing him like this, all unexpected, I thought I should give him a proper hello. Keep in mind now that this guy had been a VERY good friend of mine (I'm a girl btw) for about 10 years and both him and me knew everything about eatchother..... So I wanted to give him a good and proper and friendly hello. So I walked up to him, got real close, and grabbed his butt as hard as I could while I yelled "Oh how nice to see you and your cute butt here!"..... 😬 Turned out that it was not my friend of many years and I had grabbed a strange mans behind. I left the store and walked home crying and died like 52 times.
He followed her home, asked her on a date, and they've been blissfully happy ever since! 😁
Load More Replies...I'll never forget working as a bagger in a grocery store and me and my friends would call each other guy names that rhymed with our actual names...why I don't know, guess just being young and stupid. So one day I was calling her by her "guy name" Elijah and I was calling her loudly by that name and even singing it and I'll never forget when this little cute buy walks up to me and with a scared look on his face, tells me" Yes???" and about two of his friends are behind him too wondering what the hell is going on?? HAHAHA
When I was 7 I used to watch ads about work out machines.One day my mom took me to her friends house and I saw a workout machine there so I asked her what happens when we workout she replied our belly becomes small and I immediately replied "tell aunt lysa to work out on this thing".Everyone laughed to their maximum cuz aunt lysa was pregnant that time!!
My husband and I had a joint embarrassing moment. We were at the mall, but had to use the bathroom. The bathrooms there were basically "walk this way for men's, walk that way for women's." We had used a different set of bathrooms earlier that day, so he goes left, I go right. I'm walking in, and I see a male security guard walking through. Thought it was kind of strange, but maybe he was doing a check, and it wasn't that big of a deal if people were in there. I keep walking. Right as I first start to see the back of a man peeing at a urinal, I hear the sound of my husband's horrified voice going, "Babe!" My eyes go wide, I run outside, he runs out, we switch places and run into the proper bathrooms like some kind of comedy skit. Meanwhile, the group of people outside waiting are just chuckling at us. The bathrooms upstairs had female on the right, but figures the bathrooms downstairs had male on the right.
When I was 15 (a LONG time ago) my parents and I attended a family friend's bat mitzva. We were late, so we (fortunately) we sat in the back. After a little while, the rabbi stepped down to allow the Cantor to sing a prayer (that's the job of the Cantor). Well, this guy, sitting at a little electric piano, thinks he's a broadway showman and starts singing in this load, raucous voice. To me, Hebrew prayer should sound very solemn. This guy's hitting it with full on 'Hello Dolly" verve. My mother and I did everything in our power to keep from laughing out loud at how ridiculous this guy sounded. I've never seen my father glare like that before in my life. My mother and I still laugh about today and my father still grumbles when reminded.
If Andy Ryan would have stumbled where my MOM was giving out ice cream he would have left with 2. My mom is a person who will feed anyone regardless if she know them or not.
My mom and I went swimming at a gym. We went into the locker room after to take showers. She got inter shower room before me. I thought we were the only people in there so I chose the stall next to hers. After I got in I said, "is that you mom?" while waving my foot under the stall wall trying to brush her leg with my foot. The lady in the stall hurried away and my mom answered from across the room. I have never even told my therapist this story
I like how BP tries to help diffuse the embarrassment factor by offering coping strategies. What worked for me was to try imagining other people's embarrassments over the years. Know what? There was only one. Made me think few people would remember some of mine. Since then, I now remember only one and then I think of the extenuating factors and realise it's not so bad.
My mom has always been so embarrassing that I am practically immune to embarrassment of myself, I used it all up being embarrassed by and for her! For one, she is the LOUDEST whisperer you ever did hear(and you WILL hear her). One time I made the mistake of trying to point out a teacher of mine and she *whispered* "THE BALD ONE OR THE FAT ONE?" I almost died
Then there was the time when me, and my parents had just arrived in England for a vacation. So we had a B+B sorted out, not too far from the airport. We pulled up to this beautiful old place with hollyhocks growing in front. We got our luggage out and proceeded to walk into this gorgeous place just wanting a nap. There was an old man standing in the kitchen in his underwear, calmly making eggs and rashers. "B+B's down the road, my dears," he politely informed us, and showed us out his back door with a calmness only a British gentleman could muster. I am sure this happened all the time to him. We got to the B+B, found our room and promptly slept for a good five hours.
I was grocery shopping and thought I saw my guy friend in the candy aisle standing with his back towards me. I had not seen him or even spoken to him for about a month so upon seeing him like this, all unexpected, I thought I should give him a proper hello. Keep in mind now that this guy had been a VERY good friend of mine (I'm a girl btw) for about 10 years and both him and me knew everything about eatchother..... So I wanted to give him a good and proper and friendly hello. So I walked up to him, got real close, and grabbed his butt as hard as I could while I yelled "Oh how nice to see you and your cute butt here!"..... 😬 Turned out that it was not my friend of many years and I had grabbed a strange mans behind. I left the store and walked home crying and died like 52 times.
He followed her home, asked her on a date, and they've been blissfully happy ever since! 😁
Load More Replies...I'll never forget working as a bagger in a grocery store and me and my friends would call each other guy names that rhymed with our actual names...why I don't know, guess just being young and stupid. So one day I was calling her by her "guy name" Elijah and I was calling her loudly by that name and even singing it and I'll never forget when this little cute buy walks up to me and with a scared look on his face, tells me" Yes???" and about two of his friends are behind him too wondering what the hell is going on?? HAHAHA
When I was 7 I used to watch ads about work out machines.One day my mom took me to her friends house and I saw a workout machine there so I asked her what happens when we workout she replied our belly becomes small and I immediately replied "tell aunt lysa to work out on this thing".Everyone laughed to their maximum cuz aunt lysa was pregnant that time!!
My husband and I had a joint embarrassing moment. We were at the mall, but had to use the bathroom. The bathrooms there were basically "walk this way for men's, walk that way for women's." We had used a different set of bathrooms earlier that day, so he goes left, I go right. I'm walking in, and I see a male security guard walking through. Thought it was kind of strange, but maybe he was doing a check, and it wasn't that big of a deal if people were in there. I keep walking. Right as I first start to see the back of a man peeing at a urinal, I hear the sound of my husband's horrified voice going, "Babe!" My eyes go wide, I run outside, he runs out, we switch places and run into the proper bathrooms like some kind of comedy skit. Meanwhile, the group of people outside waiting are just chuckling at us. The bathrooms upstairs had female on the right, but figures the bathrooms downstairs had male on the right.
When I was 15 (a LONG time ago) my parents and I attended a family friend's bat mitzva. We were late, so we (fortunately) we sat in the back. After a little while, the rabbi stepped down to allow the Cantor to sing a prayer (that's the job of the Cantor). Well, this guy, sitting at a little electric piano, thinks he's a broadway showman and starts singing in this load, raucous voice. To me, Hebrew prayer should sound very solemn. This guy's hitting it with full on 'Hello Dolly" verve. My mother and I did everything in our power to keep from laughing out loud at how ridiculous this guy sounded. I've never seen my father glare like that before in my life. My mother and I still laugh about today and my father still grumbles when reminded.
If Andy Ryan would have stumbled where my MOM was giving out ice cream he would have left with 2. My mom is a person who will feed anyone regardless if she know them or not.
My mom and I went swimming at a gym. We went into the locker room after to take showers. She got inter shower room before me. I thought we were the only people in there so I chose the stall next to hers. After I got in I said, "is that you mom?" while waving my foot under the stall wall trying to brush her leg with my foot. The lady in the stall hurried away and my mom answered from across the room. I have never even told my therapist this story
I like how BP tries to help diffuse the embarrassment factor by offering coping strategies. What worked for me was to try imagining other people's embarrassments over the years. Know what? There was only one. Made me think few people would remember some of mine. Since then, I now remember only one and then I think of the extenuating factors and realise it's not so bad.
