I have so many that I try not to collect or remember them, because if I did, I’d just sit at home all day being mortified and never go outside again. So when people ask this question, I can never think of anything because I try to let these moments go. Buuuut.. they’re not gone entirely, because every now and then, I’ll get a random flash of a memory and be reminded of a highly embarrassing situation and be mortified all over again.
The most embarrassing situation I can think of at the moment was a few years ago, when my then-girlfriend was a bridesmaid in her friend’s wedding and I came along. I’m somewhat socially inept at times, which can be embarrassing enough, plus have social anxiety and a hatred/fear of behaving inappropriately in social situations.
Anyway, I made it through the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner okay, but I felt so entirely out of my element. The groom was a doctor, the bride a psych PhD, the wedding party and guests were chock full of MDs and PhDs. Most of the people were wealthy and refined and seemed uninterested in meeting us (my gf and I, plus a few other down-to-earth “different” folks we bonded with), so that just added to my nervousness and feeling out of place.
The day of the wedding, I’m in a suit, which is way better than a dress, but still feels really weird and very out of place because I’m the only woman not wearing a dress. The wedding happens, all is good, then we go to the swank hotel where the reception is being held. I’m feeling really out-of-place and kind of wanting to run.
So my girlfriend calls me over to where she’s talking to a group of people, which turn out to be her professors, mentors, etc. She introduces me around, I smile politely and listen to their conversation. Then, all of a sudden, someone asked me something, everyone falls silent, and I have this group of like 8 people all looking at me. This is when my brain overloaded and shut down, leaving me kind of panicked and totally blank.
I tried so hard to act normal, but I was sweating out of nervousness and blushing hard. I’d been introduced to a lady whose ties to the wedding were unclear, so then I hear myself say, ”So… why are you here?”
Everything came to a screeching halt and they all stared at me in silence. It was like I dropped a giant rock in the middle of the group. They all stood there, blinking at me in disbelief. It felt like the silence went on forever. Meanwhile, I’m going, Oh no.. oh, no.. oh, no.. think of something to recover, think…
I gave my brain a kick and thankfully it started up again, and I was able to blurt out that I would never just tell people, but thankfully you guys are psychologists so you understand, I have social anxiety and I get nervous and my brain doesn’t work right and things come out of my mouth in a way that’s not what I mean, and what I really meant to say was, “How do you know the bride or groom?”
Being psychologists, they did understand, and we all kind of laughed about it. Written down, it doesn’t even sound that embarrassing, but OMG, I was so embarrassed I wanted to crawl under a rock somewhere and never come out.