Embarrassment
Arthur Giddleman's Ankle
He was one of her least disliked clients. Kind. Benevolent. Octogenarian. Most favorably, impotent. They spent hours at a time together,(booked in advance of course) enjoying plush hotel rooms, and delighting in her connective comforts, provided for a nominal donation.
By C.J. Jaye4 years ago in Confessions
Born With a Faulty Directional Gene
“We’re lost, huh, Mommy,” came the tiny voice from the back seat of the car. My 3-year old, strapped safely into his car seat, happily munching on a little box of raisins was wise beyond his years. He had heard me say, Uh, oh, as we were driving, and he had learned, in his short life, exactly what that meant…. we were lost. “No, no, we’re fine”, I lied. Of course, we weren’t fine. I was driving straight into Boston, a city, although a mere 20 miles from where we lived, I NEVER ventured into by car. At least not in a car that I was driving. The streets were too confusing, the traffic too congested for me, and I had no idea how to get out of it. However, on this day, I had taken a wrong turn and there I was, heading straight into one of the most impossible to navigate cities in the country, with its narrow, one way, sign less streets, traffic jams, and detours. This was in an era that predated cell phones, MapQuest, and GPS systems. I was on my own and panicking. Since I am sitting here in my office at home, many decades later, I obviously managed to find my way out of the expressway maze and make it home before dinner, but that was only one in a multitude of incidents that befell this woman born with faulty directional brain cells. I was happy to learn that this is an actual condition.........https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/how-do-brain-cells-tell-us-where-were-going/
By Joan Gershman4 years ago in Confessions
Most embarrassing moments of my life
For more real stories, look at these students living in a very confusing British home - the shower is in a cave and there is even a temporary PORTAL - and one girl told me to talk to the boy YEAR before I met him properly - 2 weeks after sex he said he had someone else.
By Sonia Shrestha 4 years ago in Confessions
Reaching my 30's and accepting my dimples
Looking at myself and trying hard to collapse my own lung as I breathe in my several lbs of fat, I let out an Ugh as I stare myself down in the mirror. What an awful sight of flab, fat and dimples. Stretchmarks that go from ass to tit and a double chin that gives Mr Blobby a run for his money. Telling myself out loud how awful I look to see if it makes me feel the motivation to change and repeating the words
By Kayleigh Taylor4 years ago in Confessions
I Gave My Ex-Boyfriend Lice. Top Story - November 2021.
For a few years, I worked in catering and was often lucky enough to be assigned coat-check by the maître’d. It was always a relief and made me feel appreciated in the workplace. I made amazing tips, got to wear clothes that didn’t make me look like a penguin (because my uniform sure did), and I didn’t have to work very hard at all.
By Susie Pinon4 years ago in Confessions
Pug Life
You know how a dog looks when he’s taking a dump? All hunched up, embarrassed, and vulnerable? Then when he’s finished with his business, he flings grass behind him, all proud, like nothing happened...and takes off running? Only once in my life I did that. And it was divine.
By Lisa Bartow4 years ago in Confessions
How to make an absolute fool of yourself?! aka. just another Wednesday…
As we all know, we have those days when our mind is having trouble to catch up with our mouth. We all have that every once in a while, don't we?! Let`s just say those moments can b e super embarrassing, I had those waaaay too many times. This last one was awkward enough that my inner self just died on the spot. My soul left my body facepalming itself repeatedly.
By Dory4 years ago in Confessions
