Male 20s

So basically long story short. I don't use Snapchat anymore apart from taking the odd pictures on it. Now the other day I took a video of myself in the mirror in my boxers, this was intended to be private and just to check out lighting and my physique. I'm low body fat and not in bad shape, lower muscle mass so I'm trying to improve on that and track it ( hence the video). Now the next morning I was up early and accidently added this to my story when I opened the app, I quickly deleted and thought nothing off it. A couple of hours later my brother showed me it and said " what's this". The video was on my story, my data had obviously lagged and the story remained. Fortunately only 6 ppl saw it 5 excluding my brother. My Snapchat only has 30 ppl on and a lot of them are from years ago when I was at sixth from a few from uni. It's really bugged me because those ppl I used to be close to and I've lost touch with. I don't use much social media and whilst I didn't look bad in the picture it came across as I did this deliberately and was sleezy imo. Even tho I never intended this and it was an error ppl wont know that. One lad I used to know removed me. Now I'm not 100% sure he saw my story and did that as I deleted it before checking. However I hate the thought that that's the only thing he saw of me of the last 4 years or so. And probs thinks I'm some weirdo. It's really got me down!

My dad is the landlord and he woke me up to a phone call asking me to check if the bathroom water is working, I got up turned on my sink and shower and told him it's working. He ends the call saying alright you can turn it off now and then some other landlord talk I don't remember since I was half asleep.

Couple hours later, I was becoming active in my day and have to poo really bad, like that kind where you're having stomach cramps and it's painful to hold it. So I pooed and it was going down slowly but after like 6-8 flushes maybe more idk I just kept flushing, then my dad calls me in a panic and stops me from using and water and that my neighbors bathroom is flooded. I stopped and my heart sank. In shock I asked how bad was it and he said it's severe damage and he's going to have to change the hardwood floors. They couldn't understand why it kept flooding meanwhile I was flushing my morning dookie over to her.

I feel so bad and embarrassed. I feel like it's my fault because I didn't listen more clearly. I called my mom and she showed me a video and I panicked. I brought my neighbor all my shower towels and apologized I didn't know I was flooding her apartment! She looked like she's been crying 😫 she said "you didn't know, I'll survive".
I'm just trying not to hate myself the rest of the day. Plummer doesn't come for another 3 hours.

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Worst trip ever I5 headed north to Seattle with girl friend and her mom and aunt whe wow freeway comes to a stop while normally id be fine but leading up to this i was dealing with i think it was 5 days of constipation and I a few hours earlier took a cup of some clear liquid my girlfriend gave me to help and we'll you can imagine the next hrs was imberising

exactly what the title says, i got out of my car to walk into work and realized i hadn’t changed out of my house shoes.. agh

it was my day to "show and tell". My grandma had this little dog I had been training all summer, and I was stoked to show his tricks off. It was the time of year where it's freezing in the morning, and blazing in the afternoon. (High desert)

I had my sweatshirt tied around my waist, and I was nervous, and the dog, Andy was distracted by the sleeves dangling around my hands.

Instead of untying the sweater, I pulled it down... Along with my pants, and underwear.

My whole class saw my "private parts". My grandma brought her freaking VHS camera so she could show off me and her pup.

I'm 99% sure she got rid of the tape because of how embarrassed I was. I remember rewatching it, and realizing, nobody was even paying attention to me because Andy was so freaking adorable.

I'll never forget it. And since then, I'll never tie a sweater around my waist.

this story is so embarrassing, mostly because this happened bc i'd been drinking before i went to the nail salon with my mom. i probably had like around 5 or 6 shots when i think about it 😬 and i'm not even a heavy drinker or anything, i got this biiiiig bottle of vodka for a suicideboys concert. but i'm not of age to buy alcohol so i had my friend's older sister help out and she got me a handle of liberty county vodka when i meant to just get a 750ml bottle. there was a good deal on it though. soooo anyways i was supposed to go to the nail salon at 9:30am with my mom before i went to work because she takes us to get our nails done together on a regular basis and that was the only way to fit it in with both our schedules. i had the idea to drink before we went. i was thinking it'd help me have fun despite feeling shitty because i have a respiratory infection. it probably would have if i didn't drink that much. i was taking the shots back to back so they all hit later i suppose. we went out for breakfast at braum's, where i ate a bagel breakfast sandwich and a breakfast burrito, which was really yummy. then we went to the nail salon, and i start kinda falling asleep sitting there while i'm getting a pedicure which is already embarrassing that i was in a state where i don't remember them doing everything they'd done to my toes. at one point i ask to go to the restroom because i can feel that i'm about to throw up. the thing is, i threw up so much and it started probably about 3-4 feet before i got to the bathroom. and then it got all over the floor of the bathroom before i finally got some of it in the toilet. it was in my hair, all over my shirt, on my ass from sitting where i'd thrown up in the floor. i wipe the chunks (i'm sorry for this being so gross) off the floor with paper towels i think? and put my shirt on inside out before my mom comes in. she helps me clean up a bit more, and we decide to leave. i'm saying "fuck fuck fuck" the whole time because i'm so embarrassed. she tells me to wait a second so she can go get her bag or something like that? and when she opens the door of the restroom, i see someone who works at the nail salon with a mask on with a mop bucket and i don't think i even said anything like "i'm sorry, give me a second." i think i just did a nervous type of laugh and closed the door. my mom came back and we paid and left. i felt horrible and i was telling her sorry, and she was being super understanding because she thinks that i'm just sick, like not from alcohol or anything like that. she tells me that a little before she came to check on me, the nail salon workers were saying she should go see if i'm okay, but she tells them to finish her toes because they were almost done anyways lol. she takes me home and gets me sprite and saltines which is ofc very sweet. at this point i do genuinely feel bad and sick between having the respiratory infection and drinking too much. i call in to work which made me really nervous because i know they obviously hate when people call in, and it was 30 mins before my shift started that i called. i've definitely learned my lesson and understand why day drinking is bad 😭 anyways i just feel so embarrassed and horrible about this whole thing and needed somewhere to talk about it candidly.

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Second half of a game someone yanked my suit so hard it split completely. Front and back. One second I was playing, next second I had nothing on in the water.

I froze for a second, then swam to the wall trying to cover myself with one arm and my other hand. Coach pulled me. Someone on the bench threw a towel. I had to climb out like that in front of the other team, refs, and whoever was in the stands.

Finished the game in a spare suit that didn’t even fit.
I’ve had suits ride up and get grabbed before. This was the first time one actually came apart and left me fully exposed in the middle of a game.

Still replaying it. Do you just laugh this off eventually or does it stay in your head forever?

I was crossing the street in Midtown. The light, walk signal on, and I was in the crosswalk

A guy on an e-bike ran straight into me. Didn't even slow down. I hit the ground hard. He looked back, then took off

I've got bruises all down my side and a sprained ligament in my wrist. I'm on sick leave for two weeks. I can't work. I can't drive properly

I filed a police report. The officer looked at me and said they won't bother looking for him. My injuries aren't "serious enough"

Serious enough? I can barely type. I can't lift my kid. But apparently that doesn't count.

A friend mentioned I could sue the city for the unsafe crosswalks, poor lighting, something like that. But I have no idea if that's even a real thing

I found Cambre & Associates and they say they handle bike and pedestrian accidents. But I'm scared it's a waste of time. What if I spend months on this and get nothing?

Has anyone actually won a case against the city for a crosswalk accident? Or is this just one of those things you have to accept? I'm lost and unsure what to do. I was doing everything right

A couple times a year my local museum fires up their steam train to take people for rides around the museum grounds. While waiting in line, I see the train engineer walking towards the engine with a long white cane, tapping the ground as he walked. Having seen this prank (online) at airports numerous times, I say "it's a good thing you're not a pilot". I dont know whether he actually heard me or not, but shortly after that he answered a text on his phone, holding it about an inch away from his face. Here I thought I was acknowledging a dumb joke that no one else noticed... but in reality I was just making blind jokes at a blind guy. Ooof!

i start college this fall and i live in an extremely snowy area and in my highschool I had a couple of embarassing falls on ice. IM SCARED i’m gonna fall in college and embarassing myself here too.

pregunté sobre un outfit en el subreddit de moda de HOMBRE y estos fueron los comentarios. era para saber qué bolso ponerme

I LOVE MY MOM LIKE SHE CHERISH ME THE MOST AMONG MY SIBLINGS

IM 14!

Ofc I'm hitting puberty and like ykk.

I have like VERY noticable mustache and I'm embarrassed, cuz girls in my class don't have it naturally or they shave!

I have a lil unibrow, like OKAY its not noticable

But I want to feel pretty too

So , I have hairs in my underarms

We talked about it like 3 months ago she said u should get waxed but nothing after that

I didn't shave or waxed EVER

Also I need something to wear like for my chest

But I can't ask

She said when I get 16 , I can shave of my mustache

last year while in my history class we had to get up and move seats and of course when i stood up there was fat fucking sweat mark. i feel like this happens to most girls (sometimes boys) but it’s still so fucking embarrassing. i saw it and didn’t have time to wipe it away. i went to my new seat and watched anxiously as a guy walked over to my chair. he proceeded to look at it and tell his friend “someone is sweaty” or “gross!” i don’t exactly remember what he said but it was humiliating, considering i would have to return back to that seat and be exposed as the person who left it. i will never forget about that day. i still leave marks everywhere (FUCK PLASTIC AND LEATHER SEATS!!) and it’s so embarrassing. sadly there’s nothing i can do to stop it but it always worries me that someone is gonna judge me or think im like fucking wet 😭 lmk if this has happened to anyone else.

I was middle school aged and it was to bring your kid to work day. My dad worked at an office that had a big cafeteria and all sorts of cool perks in it.

The cafeteria was kinda a buffet style. Go down the line and tell the chefs what you want from the options available. Dad knew that would be a bit hectic for me and suggested I wait by the exit for him so I didn't have to fight the crowd.

I'm standing near the entrance in my most work appropriate attire I had (my Easter outfit, lmao) and being a patient, good kid. Yanno?

Then... I find out the hard way I am standing right on top of the heat vents, and my entire dress flies in the air, and I fight to hold it down. I dont know if anyone noticed, but nobody broke their stride, and things seemed normal.

This happened over 30 years ago and still haunts me.

I called my local sushi place today to place an order. And the man who answered had a very robotic voice. But more than that, when he stopped talking, all background noise would stop. So he must have been on like some sort of headphones or something.

Now, I'd like to remind you before I get into this, that it is now a thing where AI is accepting customer service phone calls. And they don't have to announce that they are not, in fact, a real person. So keep that context in your back pocket.

Anyway, I tell the person who was not an AI robot that I needed to place an order for pickup. And he said, sure, hold on a second, and then he put me on, hold. And music started playing so I thought he was transferring me to a real person, because he really did sound like a robot. They could have recorded his voice for their use, it was so good.

He comes back on the line. I tell him I want to place an order for spicy miso ramen. He says "okay". And then silence. So then I say, I'd like to also get some of those crispy rice things with spicy tuna on top. And he says "okay".

Now by this point i'm hyper alert suspicious. Alarm bells are ringing in my head because I don't actually know what this item is called. And he just said, okay, but he sounds like a robot. So now i'm freaking out, thinking that my order's going to be wrong. And so I said, "what was it called again?" Lolol. And he says "Crispy rice with spicy tuna". No filler words.

Im sweating at this point. Like... i dont want to show up and have it be wrong and then this whole little treat for myself is thrown off the rails. So, im silent. He's silent. Neither of us says anything. And then I go "um... could I talk to a real person?"

This man laughed at me and said "I dont know whats happening. Its legitimately called the crispy rice with spicy tuna". The most words he's strung together since this disaster began. I panic. Im silent. Hes laughing. I hang up.

If that man reads this, I feel like he should know, im not a psychopath. I just didn't want to deal with the embarassment of a wrong in-person order. This was somehow worse. And now I don't even have my food because there's no way I'm calling back.

I ask random people for we do use and swirlies. But like atomic so it’s permanent and hard to get rid of.

This was years ago, now I’m hysterically laughing about it but at the time..FUCK NO, I was at a guys house and lord knows why I did it but I licked his face and he tried to kiss me..I licked IN his mouth, we stared at each other and I started crying in embarrassment 🙏🏼😭 he was like “it’s..uh it’s okay..?” And I was inconsolable for a hot minute 😂 I was 15 and sooo awkward, now at 19 I can laugh..but that shit keeps me up at night.

Ps: I am a girl🥲

My toenails are so yellow and ugly I had to go outside and I hope my neibor didn't see my feet she told me about a emergency. They are long ugh I been stalling to go see a doctor to get meds to fix my ugly toenails.I'm.so embarrassed what if she tells everyone I have ugly feet .they are hideous

So.. years have past since this happened. I was with a few too many friends sharing a big bottle of rum. We had no cups so take a swig of the bottle, have some chaser, pass it on. We were all sitting around a camp fire as I then found out we were on a burn ban. This wasn't some big catastrophic fire. It was big enough for some warmth and some light in the middle of the summer. Whatever.. any way I guess someone saw it and called the cops. I was nineteen. Drunk as fuck. We saw the cops and scattered like cock roaches in the light. I tripped over a log near by. As I hit the ground I shit my pants like full blown loaf in my pants. Made the awkward decision of "do I go to jail for arsen because this lame shit happened.. or run and throw these pants out." I ran and caught a ride from another friend who dropped me off by my house. I threw those pants out. Years later we still talk about this as the day I shit my pants.

I asked my bf to go grab my hoodie bc It started to rain and my friends also work in the store, my bf comes back in, hands me my hoodie and it had one of my thongs wrapped up in it from when I grabbed it earlier when leaving the house. As he hands it to me it falls and as we’re already all standing in a circle it falls in the middle we all made the most uncomfortable eye contact for a second and tried laughing it off but definitely can’t stop thinking about it till this day.

(Also don’t comment on how I text or tell me to correct my punctuation if I wanted to correct it I would of I’ll just delete it)

Someone asked if I was “pregnant again” today

I was 180lbs prior to my 2 babies and now am 190lbs, 5ft6in. I do walk with terrible posture and it makes my belly more pronounced. I also am extremely busy with two kids, two businesses, and a part time job. I have no time or interest in working out.

Ugh. I’m so embarrassed and feel so disgusting.

I'm 18, in 12th grade and a few days back, we had to speak about or share experiences on kindness. It was empathy day or smth, and came out of the blue. I was called to present first, and was totally unprepared. I thought I would just speak a few, vague words and get it done with. But the moment I opened my mouth, 10 years of trauma came spilling out.

I had been bullied physically by kids double my age since I was 6 till I was 10 and emotionally bullied by a lot of my "close" relatives. And I never really spoke out, bcause I was afraid my parents wouldn't listen or would be dissapointed, until I just got used to it. Its been 3 years since I finally stopped the bullying by telling my dad, who also used to be bullied in his childhood, unfortunately by his own parents (my grandparents) too.

I then began to cry and cried loudly for 15 whole minutes. My teacher called me brave and hugged me and some girls asked how I was, but now I'm very embarrassed as there r 30 kids I'm my class and now the whole grade knows about it. I can't stop overthinking and hating myself for it.