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This is fucking brutal, I'm sorry you had to go through this
I was invited to a job interview for a new game company. Went out to lunch with the crew, but they said it was just a "shit test". There was no intention to hire me at all. They did this to several women.
Not as humiliating for me, as it was for my girlfriend at the time.
Her mother, who we thought was still out of the house, decided on opening the bedroom door at the exact time her daughter was yelling at me to put more penis in her arse.
I still feel really bad for her mum having to witness that. Doesn't help that we were still in school too.
Sorry, Jean.
Her mother, who we thought was still out of the house, decided on opening the bedroom door at the exact time her daughter was yelling at me to put more penis in her arse.
I still feel really bad for her mum having to witness that. Doesn't help that we were still in school too.
Sorry, Jean.
I don't even exactly know myself. From what I talked about with the other two women, it was just like inviting female artists to chill, and using an interview as an excuse. It was very uncomfortable.
Told her she needed to pay if she wanted to keep watching. Then, i closed the window.
Killmonger is a real feeling. One that has to die in order to just continue with life.
I have no idea if they saw the attack, but I do know they were only concerned about putting me in cuffs.
Didnt give one fuck that I was pointing out who attacked me 10 feet away. Hell, they didnt even ask what happened to me.
Four times;
1. I was doing my a-level psychology exam and I forgot what my name was,
2. I was had surgery on my nose and I was in the recovery room, I saw the nurse thought that she was pretty and asked her to marry me.
3. I was volunteering at a charity shop and a cute customer came into the store and was being really friendly with me and was clearly trying to get my attention, I liked her but I was too shy so I never got her number and I never saw her again,
4, Went to my first speed dating event yesterday and I was so nervous that I feel that I have messed up with the women, I still haven't checked the result yet.
Ha ha, though you kinda deserved it.
Personally I would have said "Oh does your partner likes to cook?"
I know that feeling, I had a boss that believed that mental illness is a western disease. The moment he uttered those word I was like how can a dentist be that fucking stupid?
1. I was doing my a-level psychology exam and I forgot what my name was,
2. I was had surgery on my nose and I was in the recovery room, I saw the nurse thought that she was pretty and asked her to marry me.
3. I was volunteering at a charity shop and a cute customer came into the store and was being really friendly with me and was clearly trying to get my attention, I liked her but I was too shy so I never got her number and I never saw her again,
4, Went to my first speed dating event yesterday and I was so nervous that I feel that I have messed up with the women, I still haven't checked the result yet.
Ha ha, though you kinda deserved it.
Personally I would have said "Oh does your partner likes to cook?"
I know that feeling, I had a boss that believed that mental illness is a western disease. The moment he uttered those word I was like how can a dentist be that fucking stupid?
Was studying hard at a library, had a huge crush on a cute librarian, I tried asking her out in the parking lot, got rejected and she told all the other librarians. I didn't realize asking her out in the parking lot would cause all that.
Couldn't go back to that library again
Couldn't go back to that library again
Fainted in a cooking class after cutting myself with a potato peeler. I was caught, then immediately dropped, by two people behind me. When I came around, I was wheelchaired to the nurse's office and sent home for the day.
If memory serves, I was thirteen.
If memory serves, I was thirteen.
I'd be humiliated if people walked in on me watching anime, too
4th grade. I'm attending a recently designated magnet school and being bussed in from the other side of town. It's absolutey one of those things where the school system is playing catch-up on integration. Used to go to a school that was 95% white, now going to a school that's 70% black. I'm white.
Long story short, we're doing world geography and naming African countries. I knew most of them at the time for whatever reason (I sure couldn't name half of them now). But I knew them from reading books. And I'd recently been introduced to some new words by some of the black kids, who I'd not had much of a chance to socialize with previously, coming from the proverbial other side of town.
I was very excited to tell people where Niger was. I did not pronounce it as Niger. And I will never forget the looks on the teacher's face, or the black kids' faces.
Long story short, we're doing world geography and naming African countries. I knew most of them at the time for whatever reason (I sure couldn't name half of them now). But I knew them from reading books. And I'd recently been introduced to some new words by some of the black kids, who I'd not had much of a chance to socialize with previously, coming from the proverbial other side of town.
I was very excited to tell people where Niger was. I did not pronounce it as Niger. And I will never forget the looks on the teacher's face, or the black kids' faces.
I don't remember much of this myself but I got so wasted that I passed out. Nothing crazy there but I was told that I decided to get up in the middle of the night, walk over to the bench press machine, trip and hit my head and go back to bed, only to get back up later, unzip and start pissing all over these boxes my friend had lined up. My friend said she had to help me put my penis away and get me back to bed :(
No. I was just going easy, as I always do at first.
Lube isn't really the thing you have in your bedroom as a teenager, but shampoo is.
Most recently, something happened while teaching abroad in Japan. Almost every one of the 1000 or so students at school attempts to greet me, leading to saying "Hello," "Konnichiwa," "Osu!," or "Ohayo" over and over and over again. One morning, where I was particularly tired and not paying too much attention, a student greets me. I didn't notice them coming, and caught off-guard, my mind began to buzz. Oh no, what do I say? Which of my greetings do I pull out? Where did this girl even come from!?
Suddenly, all of the greetings combine, and out of my mouth pours the incomprehensible jumble of greetings - "Uhwee!"
It was pretty embarrassing.
Suddenly, all of the greetings combine, and out of my mouth pours the incomprehensible jumble of greetings - "Uhwee!"
It was pretty embarrassing.
I ripped the seam of my pants right up the ass at work one day when I was in college on a day I chose not to wear any underwear.
I had to poop at a person's house after we had sex for the first time after dating for a bit. I thought I'd do the dirty deed in the secret confines of his basement bathroom. But alas, he discovered my whereabouts and said, "You know, that toilet doesn't flush." from the top of the stairs.
I managed to get it to flush after panicking for a few seconds. I accomplished this by filling up the back water tank with water from a flower vase he had in his basement bathroom. Otherwise I would have left an unflushed poop inside the basement toilet of someone I'd just started sleeping with.
I managed to get it to flush after panicking for a few seconds. I accomplished this by filling up the back water tank with water from a flower vase he had in his basement bathroom. Otherwise I would have left an unflushed poop inside the basement toilet of someone I'd just started sleeping with.
Depends. There's a lot of factors like if the position had already been posted, if all the HR paperwork had been completed, etc.
I had just started living in Montreal and didn't speak any French (still don't really, but I've moved to Ontario). I got a job at a shitty warehouse in St Laurent packaging tupperware. None of the employees or managers really spoke enough English to be understood - even though the job and the province are technically supposed to be bilingual - and I was already having anxiety through the roof starting a new job and being in such unfamiliar situations.
Firstly an important looking person came up to me and started blabbing on in French. I did my best French version of "I don't speak French" - je ne parlais pas Francais, or whatever - and he just stared at me with this weird look of shock and disgust for five seconds before leaving.
Then another manager came up to me, asked me to get up and follow him, his English was suuuuuper broken and I could barely understand him, had to say "what" every like three seconds or so, didn't help that all the machinery caused extra white noise to make hearing even more difficult. He brought me over to this machine, which was connected to most of the bigger conveyor belts and stuff going through the warehouse.
He pointed at a big red button on the side of the machine and started saying something about it in three-quarters French, one quarter unintelligible English. He kept gesturing at it like it was important.
So in my brain I am thinking, in between panic and hating the job, "Oh, big red buttons are usually an emergency stop. I guess he's telling me to not press it unless it's an emergency. Wait, that's Captain Obvious speaking, everybody knows that. Why would he be telling me something so mind-numbingly evident to anyone with a brain cell? Oh god, he's still talking, and he's getting mad that I look so confused, I better say or do something to show that I understand." My mind is racing in a million directions, all the awkwardness and out-of-place feeling of the shift having built up to a fever pitch. "Wait, why would he be gesturing madly at this button just to tell me NOT to press it. He must want to give me a demonstration??? I better do what I think he's telling me to do, I need to act, I NEED to show that I can handle this job!"
I reach over and push the big red button.
The warehouse gets much quieter as I hear tons of machinery shutting down.
He becomes super freaked out and starts raving at me. Another employee who speaks better English comes over and helpfully informs me that I've shut down production in the entire facility for at least half an hour.
At least a dozen people are staring at me, many looking up from their posts, wondering what the hell is going on.
At the end of the shift, when I went in to ask said manager about my schedule, he just says "DON'T COME BACK."
Then I have to explain all this to people at the bus stop in the rain who all witnessed the ordeal, followed by a two hour commute back home.
Tl;dr: Don't be nervous ever or you might fuck up majorly, which will make you even more nervous in the future.
Also don't live in Montreal unless you're French. Don't believe what people say about it being easy to get by as an anglophone.
Firstly an important looking person came up to me and started blabbing on in French. I did my best French version of "I don't speak French" - je ne parlais pas Francais, or whatever - and he just stared at me with this weird look of shock and disgust for five seconds before leaving.
Then another manager came up to me, asked me to get up and follow him, his English was suuuuuper broken and I could barely understand him, had to say "what" every like three seconds or so, didn't help that all the machinery caused extra white noise to make hearing even more difficult. He brought me over to this machine, which was connected to most of the bigger conveyor belts and stuff going through the warehouse.
He pointed at a big red button on the side of the machine and started saying something about it in three-quarters French, one quarter unintelligible English. He kept gesturing at it like it was important.
So in my brain I am thinking, in between panic and hating the job, "Oh, big red buttons are usually an emergency stop. I guess he's telling me to not press it unless it's an emergency. Wait, that's Captain Obvious speaking, everybody knows that. Why would he be telling me something so mind-numbingly evident to anyone with a brain cell? Oh god, he's still talking, and he's getting mad that I look so confused, I better say or do something to show that I understand." My mind is racing in a million directions, all the awkwardness and out-of-place feeling of the shift having built up to a fever pitch. "Wait, why would he be gesturing madly at this button just to tell me NOT to press it. He must want to give me a demonstration??? I better do what I think he's telling me to do, I need to act, I NEED to show that I can handle this job!"
I reach over and push the big red button.
The warehouse gets much quieter as I hear tons of machinery shutting down.
He becomes super freaked out and starts raving at me. Another employee who speaks better English comes over and helpfully informs me that I've shut down production in the entire facility for at least half an hour.
At least a dozen people are staring at me, many looking up from their posts, wondering what the hell is going on.
At the end of the shift, when I went in to ask said manager about my schedule, he just says "DON'T COME BACK."
Then I have to explain all this to people at the bus stop in the rain who all witnessed the ordeal, followed by a two hour commute back home.
Tl;dr: Don't be nervous ever or you might fuck up majorly, which will make you even more nervous in the future.
Also don't live in Montreal unless you're French. Don't believe what people say about it being easy to get by as an anglophone.
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The fuck? What game company is this? I'll be sure to avoid any and all games coming from them, and I'll be sure to tell others to avoid their games as well.
I had an interview with a major company that I won't name. At this point I had been unemployed for a few months, and I was really ready to start working. I spent 2-3 hours a night over the course of more than a week preparing by doing interview prep and lots of research on the company.
I got an email from an administrative assistant giving me the location details and the interview schedule, with the names of the people I'd be meeting with. I was ready. I put my suit and tie on and drove over. Got there like 15 minutes early and paced around outside, reviewing my answers for the most common questions.
When I got called in, only one of the three people listed on the schedule was there. She told me off the bat that I wasn't even being considered for the role, but she thought she'd bring me in just to talk, and maybe down the road if a more junior position came up, they'd have my resume on file. The job description was something I could have easily done. It didn't seem like that senior a role. I mentioned this. The kicker was when she said that for a role like this, they were looking for people "who have really done things."
I kept a smile on my face the whole time and maintained a professional demeanor. After about 45 minutes, I was free to go, and I sat in an hour of rush hour traffic to get home.
20+ hours of interview prep and a 90 minute round trip commute to get told just how unqualified I was for a position that many of my MBA classmates would consider too junior for them.
Seriously contemplated blowing my brains out for quite a few nights after that.
At this point, its about 5% reason (with most being the typical fear of being rejected again).
Ever since, I've deleted all my social media and descended down the path of loneliness, narcissism, and alcoholism. Thats what I said - at this point, its worse than what happened, but that was my biggest embarrassment (in adulthood at least - I didn't socalize much afterwards and focused on getting my degree since thats what I put myself in debt for, right? I think that also payed a role - I was much more stable as a colleague in which I enjoyed working with fellow classmates more than worrying about dating). Mainly because now, I hardly see anyone outside of family let alone leave the house (work from home) since I'm working and saving for my own, so its not like me being in public is an occasion anymore.
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Funny answer: when I forgot my swimming pants to locker room and walked nude to swimming class.
Grim answer: I guess one of the many times I was bullied. One time a group of guys two classes above me caught in recess and banged my head in the static metallic coat hangers until I bled. Seeing your friends cowering in fear unable to help was something.
Grim answer: I guess one of the many times I was bullied. One time a group of guys two classes above me caught in recess and banged my head in the static metallic coat hangers until I bled. Seeing your friends cowering in fear unable to help was something.
I'm so sorry but I couldn't suppress my laughter at the bold part, fucking hell lol. That being sad, your brother was a fucking scumbag for doing that.
I was having sex with the really cute asian girl and she was riding me ontop. When we finished I looked on the bed and saw a large sweaty skid-mark on the white sheets (I wipe, but it was very hot and humid that day ). She didn't notice and I was able to quickly pull the sheets over it before she saw. I fled the scene of the crime and blocked her number because I'd never live that down or ever see her again (Shame she was really cute).
There's a lot.
Probably not the worst thing in comparison to others but one thing that sticks with me from a couple years ago was when I was at break at work.
There's a small area with 2 small tables and when I went in there was a guy sitting at one and a girl at the other. I made the mistake of sitting across from the girl.
About 5 minutes after I sat down another male coworker walks in and goes "Oooh Becky's sitting with Tommy" ... and before I could even say that I sat down after her (as if I should have to) Becky blurts out "No he sat down by me".
So it was just a double cringe and embarrassing moment. I wanted to punch the dude. It was just super awkward after that.
Probably not the worst thing in comparison to others but one thing that sticks with me from a couple years ago was when I was at break at work.
There's a small area with 2 small tables and when I went in there was a guy sitting at one and a girl at the other. I made the mistake of sitting across from the girl.
About 5 minutes after I sat down another male coworker walks in and goes "Oooh Becky's sitting with Tommy" ... and before I could even say that I sat down after her (as if I should have to) Becky blurts out "No he sat down by me".
So it was just a double cringe and embarrassing moment. I wanted to punch the dude. It was just super awkward after that.
Tried my friends gokart for the first time when I was like 8 years old. This is the hood so no real info on how to do it. Just go around the front yard a few laps. Gunned it, went into the street and banged into a parked van. Took the bumper off it by accident. Told no one, no one came outside nothing lol. Eventually owner came to our house and was nice about it. Not much damage done as it was plastic, he just had to put it back in place I guess. Gokart had its front end pushed in. Was silly and embarrassing also hurt my toe for a month+ but told no one.
When I was 16, I was seeing a girl from school and we were like dogs on heat. One day I was at her house "fooling around", having been assured her parents were out and wouldn't be back for a while so there was no danger of any rude interruptions. Of course, that turned out to be bollocks and we were interrupted by her dad coming through the front door while I was knuckle deep. We both frantically got dressed as he came up the stairs towards her room, but I didn't think to wipe my hand before he came to shake it. He looked at his hand, looked at me, then calmly wiped it on his jumper...
Yeah we were nerds.
But I have one uplifting story from those days! A bully offered one of his classmates money to beat me up (I knew him, he was a big guy) and he told the bully that he would rather beat his ass for free! I still remember the rush of happiness I felt that moment.
First time was around 13/14 years old
Girl from the other class came over to our room in the break.
She had some perfume on and stood next to me while talking with the other girls.
I commented something like "holy crap that smells horrible" to her and she completely lost it - She took my table and kinda threw it across the room.
Everyone has seen it and it followed me until the end of school - Years later met her in the local Gym,catched up and even talked about that stuff.Learned that she was into me and wanted to smell nice at that time.Sadly at that time she was already married and had 2 children.
Hooked up with someone like 8 years ago around 20 years old.
She still lived with her mother and no one should be home.Full on Doggy and she screamed around.Mother came home early,opened the door to our room and watched me a couple seconds how i pumped it full throttle into her daughter.
We still finished our session while her mother was outside in the kitchen on the phone.We got out and joined her and her mother couldn't stop grinning the whole time which made me feel somewhat uncomfortable lol
Girl from the other class came over to our room in the break.
She had some perfume on and stood next to me while talking with the other girls.
I commented something like "holy crap that smells horrible" to her and she completely lost it - She took my table and kinda threw it across the room.
Everyone has seen it and it followed me until the end of school - Years later met her in the local Gym,catched up and even talked about that stuff.Learned that she was into me and wanted to smell nice at that time.Sadly at that time she was already married and had 2 children.
Hooked up with someone like 8 years ago around 20 years old.
She still lived with her mother and no one should be home.Full on Doggy and she screamed around.Mother came home early,opened the door to our room and watched me a couple seconds how i pumped it full throttle into her daughter.
We still finished our session while her mother was outside in the kitchen on the phone.We got out and joined her and her mother couldn't stop grinning the whole time which made me feel somewhat uncomfortable lol
I wanted to share some experiences but then realized my current perception is that they were either understandable (teen boys being stupid) or part of an unavoidable process (doing mistakes of any kind at work).
so basically I got over all of them.
the question is: is it humilliating if it didn't feel like it???
dunno maybe I have a thick skin
so basically I got over all of them.
the question is: is it humilliating if it didn't feel like it???
dunno maybe I have a thick skin
I've suffered from rhinitis since birth, and a girl I used to date long ago bought one of those 'neti pot' solutions for her little brother and suggested I give it a try.
I was reluctant because I've basically tried all those home remedies and nothing works except actual medical treatment. I give in and proceed to rinse my nostrils with the saline water.
At first I feel a relief, but when my rhinitis acts up it gets real bad, and my nostrils close up completely so I'm forced to breath through my mouth.
But this one time, I made the mistake of inhaling while rinsing and some water got stuck up my sinuses.
It was really uncomfortable, but I am so used to my nose being clogged up all the time that I didn't care.
A while later, we start having sex and my nose is still blocked off, but just when I'm about to orgasm my sinuses clear up. The water makes it out my nose and falls on her back XD
She notices and turns smiling, asking if my nose is OK now.
I felt really humiliated and couldn't believe what just happened, but she made me feel comfortable and we just laughed it out.
I was reluctant because I've basically tried all those home remedies and nothing works except actual medical treatment. I give in and proceed to rinse my nostrils with the saline water.
At first I feel a relief, but when my rhinitis acts up it gets real bad, and my nostrils close up completely so I'm forced to breath through my mouth.
But this one time, I made the mistake of inhaling while rinsing and some water got stuck up my sinuses.
It was really uncomfortable, but I am so used to my nose being clogged up all the time that I didn't care.
A while later, we start having sex and my nose is still blocked off, but just when I'm about to orgasm my sinuses clear up. The water makes it out my nose and falls on her back XD
She notices and turns smiling, asking if my nose is OK now.
I felt really humiliated and couldn't believe what just happened, but she made me feel comfortable and we just laughed it out.
I thankfully have the ability to forget humiliating moments most of the time
Only that they sometimes come back when I prepare to sleep
Only that they sometimes come back when I prepare to sleep
Was sick walking home from school, was my freshman year of high school, stomach is grumbling and head was spinning and I knew it was gonna be bad. As I was taking a common shortcut through a park and down a hill I slipped on a muddy section and tumbled all the way down the hill and smashed my ass/back against a tree causing me to lose it and I shat my pants while a bunch of other kids were laughing. Then I vomited shortly after. The park had bathrooms nearby and I ran there and tossed my shitty jeans and boxers right into the fucking toilet, the toilet were port-a-potty style so that's why I was able to do that. I had gym shorts in my bookbag and wore those the rest of the way home.
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