We all agree that the Internet is filled with nothing but truthfulness: that influencer whom you’ve been stalking definitely looks like a diva 24 hours a day, and travel 365 days a year.
Your friend is in a great relationship because he’s been posting lovey-dovey images on Instagram, despite the fact that you saw him on Tinder this morning.
With so many people having such a perfect image online, we thought of having a weekly section called #TuesdayTruthday, whereby we Goody Feed, the imperfect human beings on the Internet, reveal some of our stories to show you the truth online.
And this Tuesday, we’re focusing on something that we hoped no one would read: embarrassing moments.
Here are three stories to make you feel slightly better about your own embarrassing experiences.
The Favourite Stupid Top (Writer, 23, Female)
As a clumsy and careless person, I have met with tons of embarrassing moments since young.
One example will be me slipping at the hawker centre while I was packing lunch for my family and it was only embarrassing as I fell right in front of all the stalls.
Thank goodness I was quite young then and no one would recognize it’s me now, or at least, that’s what I hope.
But, falling down is so much better and easier to deal with than this one instance that happened to me when I was 15 years old.
I remember that it was my 15th birthday celebration and I was out on a “date” with this guy. Yea, I know, why the hell was I dating at 15.
The guy brought me out for a meal that day and I remembered very vividly that I was wearing a pink wide chiffon top which was one of my favourite tops then – until that very day. We went for a meal at some restaurant, not those atas kind of restaurants if that’s what you were thinking.
We were chatting and having fun while waiting for our food orders and at that very moment, I accidentally pulled my top which revealed half of my chest.
Do not ask me how I even managed to pull the top down to that extent, because shit clearly just happens sometimes.
And at the age of 15, even though I was clearly wearing a bra, having it shown in the middle of a meal and in public, especially when it was supposed to be the perfect date… that was just the perfect nightmare instead.
I was pretty sure my then date had seen what happened even though I pulled up my top as soon as possible. However, assuming that he was trying to make me feel less embarrassed – even though I already was – he acted like nothing had happened and continued the conversation that we were having before it happened.
He also didn’t mention anything about it and till date, I still think that he handled the situation really well and was definitely very gentleman-like. For that, I’m thankful!
And yes, I threw that shirt away after that incident because it’s a stupid top.
The Tea-Bagging That Ended Horribly (Writer, 23, Male)
I play video games competitively, or at least try with whatever skills I have.
Back in April 2019, there was a huge local fighting game tournament. And by huge, I mean there were all the strong foreign challengers like Japanese pros coming in. On top of that, I had to deal with the strong local players as well!
Thankfully, I managed to tear through most of the competition I faced early in the day and somehow made it to the top four. And guess who awaited me? One of the best Japanese players. It was a race to three wins, and during the first match, I was somehow getting the edge over him!
Making him reach an inevitable-loss situation, I did something I would regret 20 seconds later.
I tea-bagged him.
It’s an act known by gamers where you position your avatar above theirs and make a rather…disrespectful motion continuously. It got the crowd hyped up for a second, and my Japanese foe shook his head. It was also the last game I would take from him.
What followed my disrespectful gesture was a beat down in-game so bad, dozens watching in person and thousands on stream probably cringed so hard I could feel it from the stage. The Japanese man merely laughed as he dismantled me too. I got a second shot at him in the grand finals, and the beat down was equally bad.
I, who was originally cheered on by the crowd, could even feel the laughter from my friends in the front row as I got destroyed over and over. (In fact, if any said friends read this, they’ll know who this is.)
Did I regret making that disrespectful move? Not really, I did it mostly to amp myself up for an extra confidence boost.
Did it cause me major public embarrassment? Heck yeah, it did. I literally get remembered for that very moment alone sometimes, not even for the fact that I got second place.
The Introvert Who Forgot How To Function For A Moment (Writer, 29, Male)
Sup, it’s your weekly introvert male here.
If you met me in real life, let’s just say that I’m probably one of the most awkward people you’ll meet. Imagine Nathan Fielder, but real.
I don’t know how it’s like for other introverts out there, but I tend to say stupid shit and remember them. When I say remember, I mean these memories pop up at random and cause me to cease all human function at the moment.
If you see me suddenly crawl into a ball or disappear, that’s probably what happened.
This happened near the start of a school year, and when people still used computer messengers. Somehow, as an introvert, I managed to get people’s email addresses to add them on those.
On those apps, you can see people’s online statuses, and as a nerd who’s usually on the computer, you’ll see me online.
So one day, one of my classmates asked me (paraphrased), “Hey, I saw you online yesterday.”
“Yea.”
“Why didn’t you talk to me?”
“Why don’t you talk” is a phrase that kills an introvert. In my case, it causes my brain to malfunction.
Doesn’t help that I’m usually up late at night. In my half functioning brain, social awkwardness and sleep-deprived state, I followed my logical brain process to come up with an answer.
By logical, let’s examine the thought process the day before.
I saw my classmate online. I guess I want to be able to make friends, but I don’t know how to start a conversation. I know! I’ll start by asking who this person is, then talk by asking what’re they doing!
Shit! They already displayed their name! That conversation wouldn’t work!
I know! I’ll wait for the extrovert to start the convo! That’s what extroverts do!
Oh, she went offline.
I’m not a smart man, nor am I good at talking, I know.
So anyway, the answer my brain managed to fart out was, “Because I know your name already.” Which is technically true if you followed my thought process the day before.
Didn’t help either that my expression doesn’t change much. So I ended up even weirder by looking like the kid who wanted to act cool and emo just because. On the outward, because of my appearance, I was probably exuding an aura saying I hate people, don’t come near me.
Of course, as my classmate went on in shock and disappointment, I was just equally stunned by my half-retarded answer that I was in the ball crawling mode instead of saying “wait, that’s not what I meant”.
You might have seen the green text “ARE YOU F*CKING SORRY”. This was my version of that, and it’s something like that sometimes.
Here’s a simplified summary of the South Korea martial law that even a 5-year-old would understand:
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