Embarrassment
My Embarrassing Moment
My Embarrassing Moment I have one younger sister; and I was always taught to protect her. Not that I'm any great protector. I'm not a really good fighter. I was always beaten in fights. But I, still, knew I belonged standing up for my little sister.
Shahidah AhmadPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsMy Audacious Crabwalk
This is the true story of a group of Ohio college friends who wanted to be cool like the fraternity students. We were friends who met in high school and college. We all came from working class families, so weren’t upper crust, but we had good hearts and we knew how to have fun. Although we were a ragtag bunch of five misfits, we ended up having one of the best intermural co-ed softball teams at the college. While others showed up with sponsored uniforms, we showed up in mismatched T-shirts and shorts. We beat most of the elite teams. We were hoping to get lucky with the girls on the team, but we were so dorky that we didn’t get to first base.
Ted LacksonenPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsToo young to handle!
If we could only erase some memories! At the shy age of 19 years old, in 1997, working in a cafe to earn my keep, I received a promotion that would see me transfer to a nearby, larger cafe of the same company.
Toni CooperPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsCoddiwomple
When I was nineteen, I decided to move to England. I had been there the previous year for my high school senior trip and met Colin Smith, a British name if ever I heard one, on the last night before my return home. Colin and I corresponded for the year in between, while I attended Michigan State University as a freshman. This was before cell phones and email, so we wrote letters and postcards. I naïvely thought I knew him.
Cheryl SlackPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsGraduation Day Blues
I remember standing in a stuffy little textile shop, thinking angrily to myself, I hate this ugly fabric. It does nothing at all for me.
Sara ZaidiPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsAvocad-No: A Story of Sushi, Shame, and a Saintly Taxi Driver
Did you know that you can develop food intolerances over time? I learned this fun fact in the most mortifying way when I was in my early twenties.
Corrie AlexanderPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsInappropriately Happy
We have all had moments when we have said or done something that we look back on later and hang our heads in shame or embarrassment. Like the time in grade 8 when we were doing gymnastics in phys ed and I-- a skinny, not-too-coordinated kid-- was waiting in line with the other kids for my turn to run up to the box horse and use a springboard to bounce over it. For some reason that eludes me, I decided that I would really go for it, putting all my effort into it and vaulting through the air like Spider-Man.
Craig WilliamsPublished 3 years ago in Confessions- Top Story - September 2022
First Day Jitters
The cool air of the moon still lingered through the morning as my eyes opened to the light. I pulled the covers over my face in hopes of returning to the hours of least expectation, recreating the darkness to hide from the affliction of my responsibilities. To no avail, the alarm rang into my ears and shook me out of bed. I dragged my body to the edge of the mattress, ripping the blankets from my sheltered skin, to embrace the sting of the unforgiving breeze. The crisp cold greeted the tip of my nose as it leaked in through the cracked window. It was the only way I could ease my bones into sleeping, but it always became somewhat of a rude awakening. I stumbled over, collecting what was left of the joint from the night before, and pushed the window closed.
TheLateBloomPublished 3 years ago in Confessions Smile like nobody is watching, yeah right
I got a good laugh one Sunday morning when my mother in law said she could not find her teeth. My six year old daughter looked up at her grandmother and replied "Grandma they are in your mouth.” We continue to this day to randomly recall that moment and smile. Things were completely different, however, later on when I had a situation to deal with regarding missing teeth. My mother in law’s dentures were where they were supposed to be but mine were not. I dressed up for church one Sunday morning and put on my makeup and styled my hair as usual.
Cheryl E PrestonPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsConfessions of a Stripper
I was planning on taking this secret to the grave, but here I am confessing the biggest secret of my life. Sorry mom but I'm selling my soul for $2,500! Here goes...
Melissa BezborotkoPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThe e-mail from Hell (and how I sent it)
I shouldn’t be writing this. My better judgement says “don’t”. And there’s a serious danger that every other writer on Vocal will loathe me for what I’ve done.
Jon McKnightPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThings Went Sideways
I hate first dates. Some people relish the prospect of meeting new people, making new connections and the possibility of a true love connection. Under my anecdotal, non-scientific observation these people are always extroverts. I’m an introvert, I like people who know me already. I like people whose stories I know and who know mine. I like relationships that are multi-layered, based on inside knowledge and a deep connection that is way beyond superficial. But, to get to this level of deep connection you must first meet people. Agh!
laura haydenPublished 3 years ago in Confessions