I only cringe about things I did on the internet. If I can find them, so can everyone else.

“We will also tell you about something that happened here on one occasion. A man and his wife were going home in the evening after one of these drinking bouts when the wife squatted down to urinate. The cold was so intense that the hairs on her thighs froze and stuck to the grass, so that she could not move for the pain and cried aloud. Then the husband, stone drunk and taking pity on his wife, stooped down and began to blow, hoping to melt the ice with his warm breath. But as he blew the moisture in his breath froze, and so the hairs of his beard got stuck to the hairs on his wife’s thigh. So he, too, was unable to move on account of the excruciating pain; and there he stayed, bent over in this position. And before they could budge from that spot they had to wait for some people to come along and break the ice.”

• The Travels of Marco Polo c.1300

Well I do remember moments where people should have felt embarrassed but they didn’t, or that they were so embarrassed that I felt part of the embarrassment.

I definitely remember the girl who walked out of her house and down her garden path, stepped on to the street footpath which is on a hill and icy, immediately started sliding down the hill, grabbed the metal railing fence and shouted, terrified, back towards her house “MUM! MUM HELP! MUMMMMM!”

So there’s at least one other cringey person.

This is true. We all talk about you.

My buddy pissed himself in middle school during an exam. We never mentioned it or mocked him for it which is pretty surprising at that age but I definitely remember.

Well poop.

I remember lots and lots of other people’s embarrassing moments, but then again, I think it’s moments like those that make us all human.

I remember one from 3rd grade. We were all quiet working on an assignment. Our teacher was loved and respected, so we behaved well. You could here hear every single thing in that room; it was that quiet. Shit, it was so quiet, you could hear the quiet. So a kid named Alex gets up to talk to the teacher, but when he stands up, he rips a loud and crispy fart. It was a textbook fart, crescendo-ing an octave of pitch. If you can hear it your head now, then you know what I’m talking about. The kid froze with an embarrassed smile and holding a paper. We could see his face start blushing. The class erupted in laughter. He sat back down, folded his arms on his desk, and hid his face in them.

It was at this moment that we all realized Alex was bad. Jk. We thought it was really funny and that’s it. Alex and I went to different schools from 4th - 9th grade, but I ran back into him at school in 10th. We took a summer class together. The dude was a trip. Funny af.

edit: see strike through

I knew it

My mom and her husband were checking out a flat and the real estate agent had their fly open. After that they’d refer to her as “the fly-open” and remind each other of that person every now and then. I wasn’t there yet I remember the case. So I give you second generation memory of an awkward person!

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the OP from where ever is wrong: it is possible someone remembers, or many, depends on the level of epic fail. that doesn’t mean insurmountable disgrace, but it’s disgrace and a mark on your character, as in, don’t try to sell insurance in your old hometown.

I remember reading some cheeky post one time and thinking “that’s pretty cute” and then I saw the person had a blue check next to their name and I cringed for them.

That’s some Rope Posting fr