cptaidan88
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I am literally impervious to embarrassment it has happened so often in my life.
There are so many incidents which I could mention, but the one I am most frequently reminded of is when my Physics teacher decided he would find a practical way of showing how UV light works. He went round the boys in our class one by one asking us to hold our hands out whilst he scanned them with the UV light. Knowing I had cracked one off earlier that morning before I went to school I panicked. I knew I had a shower and washed my hands since the event but even still, I could feel beads of sweat starting to appear. I was one of the last checked and no one else had been caught but sure enough there was a visible patch which showed up. I don't think I will ever forget the combination of my embarrassment and my classmates enjoyment of my embarrassment. I protested it was eraser pen but it got me nowhere. It even got a mention in my schools yearbook so my parents, and all my friends parents knew. Someone wet themselves and that didn't get mentioned in that frigging book. Thankfully, at least to my knowledge, there wasn't a nickname which stuck.
It was the lowest point of my life and its generally the first thing my 'friends' tell girls when I introduce them. It will haunt me forever.
There are so many incidents which I could mention, but the one I am most frequently reminded of is when my Physics teacher decided he would find a practical way of showing how UV light works. He went round the boys in our class one by one asking us to hold our hands out whilst he scanned them with the UV light. Knowing I had cracked one off earlier that morning before I went to school I panicked. I knew I had a shower and washed my hands since the event but even still, I could feel beads of sweat starting to appear. I was one of the last checked and no one else had been caught but sure enough there was a visible patch which showed up. I don't think I will ever forget the combination of my embarrassment and my classmates enjoyment of my embarrassment. I protested it was eraser pen but it got me nowhere. It even got a mention in my schools yearbook so my parents, and all my friends parents knew. Someone wet themselves and that didn't get mentioned in that frigging book. Thankfully, at least to my knowledge, there wasn't a nickname which stuck.
It was the lowest point of my life and its generally the first thing my 'friends' tell girls when I introduce them. It will haunt me forever.