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discussion of the day: humiliation!

okay, discussion of the day: humiliation. i want you to tell me when you've been the most embarassed/humiliated, and it'll be a fantastic bonding session for all!

my story.

i had just entered job corps, was an 18 year old VERY self conscious chubby girl with acne that had horrrrrrible self esteem. in the dorms, we had these meetings called GGI: Guided Group Interaction, where basically, we would all sit around and say something like "Molly? I just wanted to let you know that the fact that you play polka music full blast at 630 am when we all get up is highly annoying, and slightly disrespectful." it was a way that a bunch of girls being forced to live together could get things out in the open in a 'healthier' manner, to help things from building up and exploding later on and whatnot.

i had been on the center maybe two or three weeks. this was my first experience being away from home and trying to find myself.

during my first GGI, a girl who made it VERY apparent the day i started there that she did not like me and wanted nothing to do with me, said, in front of the entire dorm:

"Alix?" (i went by alix then. long story.) "Alix? Your feet freaking SMELL. they smell like rotting carcasses, and all i smell whenever i come into the dorm is the horrible stench COVERING the entire upstairs. wash your disgusting feet." she continued to carry on about my ped hygiene, using all sorts of horrible, evil similies, practically spitting out her hatred for me and my feet.

i was mortified.

i remember sitting in the midst of all of those girls, and seeing every single one of them staring at me blankly as she went through her tirade.

after the meeting, i wanted to DIE. i had MANY people come up to me and tell me that they think she's exaggerating, that THEY'VE never smelled my feet, they don't know why she would say that. well, thank you for standing up for me during the MEETING. egads.

and because of this, i think i'm a bit traumatized and freaky about my feet hygiene. i'm always terrified of them smelling or being in situations where i have to take off my shoes, just in case the fact that i bathed and put on clean socks won't help my horrible "decaying" feet.

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wendywoowho
Sep. 19th, 2005 04:08 pm (UTC)
Well, there's the first time I ... pleasured Nick orally ...

...and sneezed. At an inopportune moment...

...and he thought it was technique...
aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 06:00 am (UTC)
omg... that had me laughing for ages!!! fan freaking tastic!! i should create a sex filter (or update the one i have now) and post all my stories about all the humiliating things that have happened to me during make out sessions or during sex. there's too entirely many.
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eternitywaiting
Sep. 19th, 2005 04:16 pm (UTC)
What a bitch. I'da kicked her in the face with my decaying feet if I were you.

I'd love to share, but I'm having a bitch of a time thinking of times I've been embarassed. I'm just so willfully embarassing, I don't really get embarassed, I usually embarass other people simply by being seen with me.

Really, the only thing that comes to mind is more sad than embarassing now that I look back, but I was embarassed then:

I was in third grade gym class, and we were playing softball. It was my turn at bat (allow me this moment to say I hate softball, by the way) and I hit the ball. I thought the pitcher caught it in the air, but apparently it had bounced. Thinking I was out, I went back and stood with my team instead of running the bases, and they all started yelling at me and making fun of me.

The main reason I think it's sad now, unlike embarassing when it happened, is because this was shortly after we had discovered that I was legally blind, and I had been playing with an eyepatch on, because it was supposed to help correct my bad eye. So I was trying to play with my blind eye, and I just couldm't see what had happened, and I still got made fun of. Mortifying then, because I was little and blamed everything on myself, but now I just think those kids were little assholes.
aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 06:02 am (UTC)
ugh, kids can be so cruel.

i also forgot to point out that i think that there's a distinct difference between humiliation and embarassment. embarassment is saying or doing something silly to make you blush and feel a bit odd, humilation is someone being cruel and evil and giving you that ill feeling in your stomach. i thought about it a lot recently. (i have lots of time to think during my long commutes to/from school, work, and band practice.)
talkingpotato
Sep. 19th, 2005 04:18 pm (UTC)
:-( I've had the foot thing happen to me too..I mean someone teased me because my feet supposedly smelled. I don't know why it's a fave thing of young girls to totally humiliate other people that they have decided not to like.
I think social heirarchy between girls is infinitely more interesting (and sometimes devestating) than guys. It's like we are a pack of dogs or something..that must be why some girls are called...well....anyway.. ;-)

All your buds know you are cool and clean though and your feet don't smell. I can't smell anything :-)
aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 06:16 am (UTC)
or catty... we're all a bunch of animals.

i used to get REALLY catty when i drank, but never to anyone's faces. back when i would drink all the time in phoenix, i would find someone i didn't know and talk horridly about them to my friends. leesa and i were notorious for doing it together.

i'm so glad that i'm not who i used to be. i'm happy that i was able to learn what a bitch i was (during my whole depression AND before) and realize that i didn't want to be that person anymore.
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amante_donne
Sep. 19th, 2005 04:22 pm (UTC)
My most humiliting time was when i was about 6 or 7, we was in school assembly and a was dying to pee, but i was too scared to put my hand up and ask.

i tried so very hard to hold it, but ultimatly failed.

the thing is i cannot remember ever taking any stick from it
amenquohi
Sep. 19th, 2005 04:26 pm (UTC)
OK, you asked...

This took place a good ten years ago, but the staggering stupidity of it echoes through the ages...

I used to have my yearly gynecological exam/Pap smear on Christmas Eve. My doctor had office hours that day (as long as it was a weekday) and it was an easy date to remember, so I had a standing appointment every Christmas Eve. So I go in, get the exam done and head up to the front desk to pay my co-pay and I'm talking to the office staff about the holiday, etc. and my doctor walks by the doorway. Realizing that I hadn't given him any holiday wishes, I yell out "Merry Christmas, Doctor Rosenberg!" He looks at me oddly and I stand there in horror, realizing that I've probably just offended this man and I should have said "Happy Hannukkah" or something more religiously generic. I slink out of the office and mentally berate myself all the way home.

Fast forward to the following year. I am on my way to my appointment, and I'm rehearsing my line in the car. "Happy Holidays, Dr. Rosenberg! Happy Holidays, Dr. Rosenberg! Happy Holidays, Dr. Rosenberg!" and I'm repeating it ad nauseam, as I will NOT humiliate myself by being less than politically correct this time. So I get in the office, go through the exam, head up to the front desk, pay my co-pay, turn to leave and look back over my shoulder. I see my doctor and I wave and call out gaily: "Happy Holidays, Dr. Jewsenberg!"

I changed gynecologists and never returned to his office again.
hazard77506
Sep. 19th, 2005 06:25 pm (UTC)
ROFLAMO! oh no!!!!
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angel68
Sep. 19th, 2005 05:50 pm (UTC)
My most humiliating story is...
when I was 12 I had the biggest crush on this boy named Scott. My step-sister and I walked to the store and she said, "if you really like Scott, you'll give him a blowjob." Of course my reply was "whats a blowjob?" She told me and I was disgusted. So when we got back from the store my step-sister said Scott wants you to come over and talk to him. So I did and he wanted me to come in his mom's bedroom..I didnt want to but he assured me everything was okay. So Im sitting on his mom's bed and we are talking and he says "Wanna do it?" I said no, and then I said "what is that noise" he said oh, its just the dog under the bed. So I said I had to go. He said "no, you dont..take your pants off". I continued to tell him no..I stood up from the bed and Scott forceably pulled down my pants and his brother ran in and took a picture. I ran out of that house as fast as I could, the neighbors, all the kids in my neighborhood and in my school, and my step-sister were all standing outside looking at the picture laughing. My step-sister looked at me and said "maybe you shouldnt be such a slut and those things wouldnt happen". Every guy in school went around saying they took naked pictures of me..and the picture circulated around school. And I was a virgin...And remained one for years after that day.
amenquohi
Sep. 19th, 2005 05:57 pm (UTC)
Re: My most humiliating story is...
Oh my God, that's just awful! I have a knot in my stomach just reading that. I still vividly remember being 10 years old and 3 of the neighborhood boys tied me to a telephone pole and pulled my pants down. Another neighborhood boy saw me shaking and crying and the sheer terror in my eyes and freed me as the others ran away. I fell to the ground, I was shaking so hard and I got sick all over myself. I was so ashamed, I couldn't tell my parents. I just knew they'd blame me for putting myself in that situation. No one in the neighborhood ever talked about it, but it was a long time before I got over it. I cannot imagine having to face schoolmates with a picture circulating.

That's just so awful. I'm so sorry you had to deal with that. Please tell me your stepsister owned up to her part of it and apologized eventually, at least. (Or tell me you clocked her with a skillet and she's in a home for special needs cases, I'll probably be happier with that).
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holdyerfire
Sep. 19th, 2005 05:54 pm (UTC)
Gah...isn't it amazing how one incident/comment will just stick with ya for YEARS and YEARS...

Yah, that girl definitely didn't use the tactful approach at all. Most likely she was pissed about something else and used your feet ("decaying" or not) as a scapegoat. Stupid asshole kids.

Ok...this is kind of a weird humiliating experience...and luckily doesn't have to deal with bodily functions...

I was doing some research at my University library a few years ago. I sat down in front of the computer in the lab; sitting as I always do, with one leg underneath. Hey, I'm a flexible yoga weirdo...I sit in odd positions that would be uncomfortable and weird for most people. LOL...

Anyhow, I kinda got immersed in what I was doing...and ended up sitting there in that position for a good hour or so. When I finally stood to get up, ALL of the blood in the leg I was sitting on was totally gone, thus leaving my ankle with absolutely no strength.

Needless to say, I more or less plummeted on the ground. In front of these white-bread, do-gooder Lutheran kids. What made it worse was that NOBODY laughed. They just chose to ignore me (most likely they thought I was on drugs or drunk off my ass or something, because religious people NEVER judge a book by its' cover...)

So I'm there on the floor, feeling like the biggest ass ever. I'm kinda smirking to myself...then chose to try and stand up again.

Well, my ankle still hadn't received enuff blood to support my stupid body.

SHARON PLUMMETING TO THE LIBRARY FLOOR - PART II!!

My, gawd. So at this point I start cracking up. Cuz it's just...funny. What else could I do?

The best part was that I was sitting near this goofy-ass kid who I used to know in high school who would spread vicious rumors about me and how I used to shoot up heroin and things like that. I looked up at him and got the most EVIL look shot at me - a look I've never seen a person to do me ever again.

So...yah. Humiliation's fun times. :-D

aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 05:56 pm (UTC)
oh how funny! i totally would have laid there on the floor, too, just cackling. because that's all you really CAN do - or, at least, the only thing you can do that doesn't involve someone's death!
hazard77506
Sep. 19th, 2005 06:22 pm (UTC)
If you can share your stinky feet stpry I can share my "TMI" momnet.

Long story short I was seeing a guy who requested that I do somethingt I had never tried before. Being the helpful person that I am, I decided to ask my other girlfriends for advice on the act in question. Long story short it became the group joke where one of us would say to another "pick a finger" and the rest of us would raise our right pinky fingers.. and then start giggling non-stop.

A few weeks later I was sitting with one of my friends and another person chatting amicably along. Somehow during the conversation the other person mentioned "picking a finger" in the right context of our group inside joke .. thus I assumed that friend had spilled the beans about my mis-adventure and I began sputtering ..

"I can't belive you told him about that, OMG!! I'm so embarrased, that was supposed to stay just between the us girls!!!!"


The other person started laughing... and my friend started laughing as well m while tryingt to re-assure me that she had never divulged and of our private gilr talk sessions..

It seems the opther person had never heard of my deliema before that point... I had basically just busted myself out BIG TIME.

If it was at all possible, I was even more appauled at that point.. and just stood there speechless and red as the apples in Washington state.
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aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 05:58 pm (UTC)
oh how i love superdrag!!! i would have died if i were in your position!!

it reminded me of when i went to see ezra for the first time, on their friction, baby tour, and how i asked jim for an autograph on my sailor moon lunch pail (which is still on display in my bedroom!) first. he was so touched and flattered that i still considered him one of the band. poor guy was just sitting at a table by himself!!

okay, so that wasn't embarassing, but your story reminded me of my story in a non embarassing way!
purplesquirrel
Sep. 19th, 2005 06:55 pm (UTC)
When I was in 3rd grade, my teacher asked me to proctor my class' spelling test. (I was already way ahead of the rest of my class.) So there I was standing in front of the whole class, slowly reading the words one by one. The teacher was sitting at her desk working on something else. Suddenly, the silence between the words was loudly interrupted when I ripped one. Right there in front of the whole class. To say that bedlam ensued would be an understatement. Farts are very, very funny to third-graders (and many adults - Family Guy was hilarious on Sunday.) It took several minutes for the teacher to calm the class.
aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 06:02 pm (UTC)
oh my.

that reminded me of the sixth grade, when we were supposed to write our weirdest dream. i had something random written down, when i was listening to all the classmates relate theirs. so many people got laughs when they said that they woke up on the floor or upside down, or whatnot, so i changed mine to fiction, realizing that it would be SO outlandish that people would know it wasn't real, but that it would get a laugh.

so i got up to recite my story, ending with "not only had i fallen off the bed, but the boards were so old, i fell through the FLOOR."

...

and was met with resounding silence. not a single person was amused. 30 pairs of eyes staring at me with flat stares.

with how cruel the other 6th graders at my school was, i'm surprised that it hadn't resulted in future teasings. thank GOODNESS it didn't.
soulresilience
Sep. 19th, 2005 07:07 pm (UTC)
You know...for SOME guys...stinky feet are a major turn on. Hubba hubba ;)
aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 06:03 pm (UTC)
boy, have IIII been hanging out in the wrong circles!
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nevershagagreek
Sep. 19th, 2005 07:10 pm (UTC)
I was in England, staying with my then-boyfriend's family for a couple of weeks. Very proper British family, Rob's dad was even a minister. Well on our last night there, we all had to wake up SUPER early to go to the aiport (Rob and I were flying out, his family was taking us.)

So, it's like 3 in the morning, I'm only like 25% awake... and I walk in Rob's bathroom to return his hairbrush that I'd borrowed the night before. I saw Rob in there with his back to me, shaving... so I walked up and grabbed his ass and said something along the lines of "you've got such a fantastic ass". And he turned around... and it was his dad.

At this point, my sleep-deprived brain starts telling me "you can't tell him you thought he was Rob, because then he'll know you touch his son's ass!" So I just smiled and said "Good morning Mr. White!" So to this day, he probably still think I knew whose ass I was grabbing :-(
aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 06:03 pm (UTC)
oh, that is too timeless! had me rolling, it did!

thank you so much for posting this!
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sweet_tiffany82
Sep. 19th, 2005 09:15 pm (UTC)
:( aww omg. what a bitch

my worst one was in the 6th grade. We had a presentation and there were over 60 students in the room. Before my group went up, I puked in all over myself in front of everyone . IT WAS SO EMBARASSING!

but these two girls walked me to the bathroom to clean up and stuff. they were so nice
bigstusexy
Sep. 19th, 2005 10:18 pm (UTC)
Egads that was wholefully so mean and horrible of her. I can honestly say that I've never had the notion that my success depends on your failure. Sometimes people are just such jerks. I'm sorry I can't say something nice about your feet but I don't know them at all... and I don't life feet but I'm sure yours are ammong the better ones that exist. Not scaly or weird looking like mine.


Ahhh... let see Embarrsing, hmm I dunno really. When I was a bit younger I use to get embarrsed at the drop of a hat! Lets say I saw a woman's braw stap... blushed like an idiot! If I saw a woman take off her sweater and her shirt came up a bit I closed my eyes and turned around, someone slip up and say something funny I'd blush. So yeah it was quite easy to make me embarrsed like that, then there was the stuff I let go so I don't remeber much but I shall dig up something for you all.

This is more angry than embarrsed:

I was sitting at a nice sit down resturant with my mother and I was say... 13. I was concious about my weight and size not to mentino the start of having a lot of fat in the pec area (steroids). So I had on a jacket because I was cold and my hair was a bit long and straight but not much out of the ordianry. So in walk this public official running for office again. She gomes and talks with several people and then she comes it to my mother and says"

"I see you are having lunch with your lovely daughter here"

I'm shocked! I already don't like the woman, she is a ding bat, but to call me FEMALE!! So I drop my voice lower and say "I'm a guy" She keeps going like nothing and even calls me "daughter" to my mother several times before she is done. Yeah that didn't make me feel any better at all.


There was a time when we had sex ed about... 7th grade. We all got to submit questions anonymously and have them answered in class. Well everyone thought I was a "lame" which I am but I'm not as niave as kids should have been by them. So one question comes up "Why is it that sometimes when mommy and daddy are in their room together it sounds like mommy is crying?" Immediately the WHOLE class of guys turn around and look at me! Of course I denied it was my question (and it wasn't) but they wouldn't listen to me, even after I spoke up and said I thought I knew what was going on no one believe me.


Last one

SO by now as you may have guessed I've been a large guy for a good while. Always bigger than classmates and a lot larger than most anyone my age. SO when I got into the later classes of elementary school (it stopps at 8th garde) and well on into highschool I had a problem. I would kill chairs. It was so hard to be a really large guy that barely fit in chairs and to come into class and sit down in a chair-desk and have it slowly or just suddely give up under your weight. I can remember once I was sitting right in front of the class off to the side writing down notes not paying attention to anything and then BAM! I'm looking at cealing tile because the desk just collapsed. Everyone was afraid to laugh but all after that I'd see people point and stair, and look as I sat down.


Ok I hope those do.
aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 06:26 pm (UTC)
egads. it's not enough that we're all insecure at that age, but to have events occur to make it worse? i'm glad that you turned out to be a wonderful person, stu!
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ajcrb
Sep. 19th, 2005 10:23 pm (UTC)
hmmm... having sex in basement of friends house... everyone knows we're down there. Next thing i know, drunken friend upstairs cant find his cat and starts screaming for it

Edgar! Edgar!

I'm downstairs mortified, and the lights come on, and two people that i've known for way too long start coming downstairs.

Turn the lights off, yells my partner in crime! SO the two boys wander around the basement in the dark yelling for Edgar who wasn't even down there, as we're naked on the couch.

Then another friend comes down there to get into his room. By this point i'm so horrified that the mood is DEAD. So when the friend is out if the way I hurriedly put my clothes on. Then, said friend comes back out from his room ad turns the lights on, and proceeds to have a ten minute conversation with us, as if nothing was going on. The whole time, i'm trying not to look him in the eye and staring at the floor in horror. Embarrassed out of my face.
aubkabob
Sep. 15th, 2006 06:27 pm (UTC)
oh how hilarious! i think most of my embarassing stories stem from sex, too! i just created a community to post them in, as i've always been too afraid to post them in my own journal (if that makes any sense!!)
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