The Eternal Cringe Thread • Page 5

I buzzed my head shortly before senior pics. Fun fact: I look terrible with buzzed hair

 

That doesn't look bad at all

 

It helps that it was a professional photographer haha

 

Just thought of one for the thread.

I was leaving the lobby at work one day when I heard this attractive girl say goodnight, I turned around and said bye only to realize she was talking to the security guard.

That's really my life in a nutshell.

 

In sixth grade I was too shy to have the cutest girl in my grade sign my yearbook. So a kid at the next table did me a solid and took my yearbook to have her sign it. She wrote this semi-long message in it and put it in a heart and I was so god damn furious and embarrassed that someone asked her to do it for me i couldn't process my feelings so I just started sobbing in the middle of class.

Also in sixth grade my sister one night said she went to Wendy's for lunch during schools (juniors and seniors had off-campus lunch privileges in our high school) and I said that I wish I could do that. So the next day she brought me a frosty from Wendy's during my lunch, but it made me so embarrassed for some reason that I yelled at her that I didn't have enough time to eat it and she should just go away and then I walked away crying.

 

For some reason this is the roughest one yet. Oof

 

Sixth grade adolescent hormones runnin' wild.

 

ohhh 6th grade. I was an evil little shit when I was a young'n. Came from having four older brothers but still. I still believe half of middle schoolers would pass the test as sociopaths. Now I was never bullied nor did I bully kids (despite how this story will reflect on me, I was really nice unless provoked and was generally well liked) but one time this kid (that no one really liked tbh) said some rude stuff to me, and I took that as an excuse to be a massive jerk to him. I found his backpack in the locker room during PE and threw it in the shower and soaked all of his books that were in it. Someone ratted on me and I weaselled my way out of it and got some other kid in trouble for it (which tbh was the most fucked up part, the kid I got in trouble had to pay for his books I ruined). And as if that wasn't enough I brought a lighter to school and melted the plastic part of his lock to his locker so he couldn't get his stuff out. Pretty cringey for me at least. Like I made that poor kid cry and he had no idea why it was happening to him plus I got another kid in deep trouble and who knows how his parents reacted to that.

 

I think my meanest moments in middle school were def unintentionally mean comments or actions that stemmed from insecurity. I don't think I was outright mean very often, but I did struggle more to pick up on social norms and I was super anxious and shy so I think I came off a lot ruder than I ever intended and I get embarrassed thinking about that. I'd instantly get a wall up and panic like "why are you talking to me" so I'd blow ppl off without realizing it. I do wish I'd have been nicer. Just less thinking about myself and more extending grace to others.

 

I was just very defensive. Being the youngest brother meant dealing with a lot of shit from the older ones, being choked out, drowned, making me pass out, spitting one me, putting (very poisonous) scorpions on me as a joke, etc. Resulted in a lot of anger and the smallest things could trigger me and I'd lash out. Not proud of it. Also anything that wasn't physical harm didn't seem like a big deal to me cuz then it was "like, just a prank bro" type mentality. Thankfully I grew out of that fast.

 

I wasn't a very mean kid. There was one time I did kind of a mean impression of another person while I was in elementary school in front of a group of people (including that person) but it def backfired cause it was cringe as hell lol. My memory surrounding it is a little too fuzzy or else I would've posted the whole story in here by now.

 

Well if it means anything I’m a very different person now. Did a few not so nice things in high school but they were small things towards people who were actually legit bullies towards other kids so I don’t necessarily feel bad about those times, it’s just that now I feel like I should have dealt with mean kids with kindness and not let my ego get in the way. The more I’ve learned about psych the more I realized the meanest kids were the ones who had the most shit going on at home and they were too young to process it in a semi healthy manner.

 

Omg, I missed my last notification about a post in this thread from like Friday and assumed it died a death. Catching up was Christmas in July.

 

This will be long but I don't know where to trim the fat.

In high school, probably sophomore year, I had this situation where I was in the airport on December 23rd about to fly out to Chicago for Christmas, staying with my sister, her husband, and my newborn nephew. Low and behold there was this cute hispanic girl I went to high school with at my gate, and she was going to be on the same flight connecting in Chicago to go to Minnesota and spend Christmas with her father. We say hey and chill in the boarding area for a bit, and I had never really talked to her before, and was a 16 year old dumb cringey kid. So we get on the plane, which is far from booked solid, and she sits next to me assuming no one had that seat. We chatted and listened to Mayday Parade and stuff on my Zune the whole flight. This was when A Lesson in Romantics just came out.

We get to Chicago, and her flight out is cancelled due to weather in Minnesota. She won't be able to fly out til like 9 am the next day. So, my sister being awesome tells her to crash at our place. We hung out all night without sleep, had a blast and I totally developed a crush on her and was sad to see her leave. I picked up no signals from her that we were to be more than friends, because I wouldn't know them if they shot me in the face.

Fast forward to us both being home from our trips, with some winter vacation remaining yet. She texts me at like 8 am that Monday, asking if my guardians had left for work yet. I say yes, and she asks if we can hang out, and I say sure, she says she'll be there as soon as she can. No signals still for young Cameron.

The girl walked at least a mile, probably closer to two, in the snow, to my house. We lived in developments that were connected down a major road. She did all of this in a tiny dress, with boots and a coat. She suggests we watch blockbuster rom-com Hitch starring Will Smith. She then suggests we watch it in my room, and lays on my bed. Makes comments about how she's not wearing underwear. Makes comments about how she could have had a long distance relationship with a Minnesota cage fighter (LOL) but "needed someone closer who could please her".

I caught on to exactly zero of these signals. My aunt then came home from work for lunch, and in a blind panic of my extremely religious household, I sent her out the backdoor to walk home. She got really, really angry and was offended that I didn't want her, and told everyone I was less than well-endowed. For a dumb kid desperate to lose his virginity, that counted as like 30 fumbles in one.

 

Oh noooo, that is FUCKED.

The way you bolded the "zune" part made it seem like that would be the most cringe worthy part of the story-owning a Zune

 

I had Zune unlimited, dawg. Spotify needed to get on my 2007 level.

 

But yes, I wanted to die, especially because I had pretty much fallen in love with her. I felt so so bad.

 

I'm insulted you felt you needed to explain what Hitch is

 

Lmao. I guess any story I tell that includes a Zune reminds me that I'm 50 and some of these Warped crowd whipper-snappers may need points of reference for ancient history.

 

I had an iRiver and later a Toshiba Gigabeat

 

Damn son, hard times haha. I was lucky to have extended family that saw the psycopaths I lived with and tried to maintain my sanity where they could, usually involving something like an iPod/Zune. However, the token extreme goth kid in my woodshop class that gave himself piercings with the staple gun and moved away the ceiling tiles to hide the teacher's supplies had one of these and I wanted one SO BAD.

 

In retrospect, I'm pretty sure I was an annoying, clueless, self-unaware, temperamental kid/teenager. It wasn't good.

 

If anyone says they weren't they're lying lol

 

Or they're still annoying, clueless, self-unaware and temperamental