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I'm sure there is something worse, but I'll try and remember something somewhat embarassinng.
Probably when I was like 15. We (group of 8 friends or so) were hanging around this local rundown shopping center which is near our favorite comic shop/comp cafe. So someone had the idea that we should get inside one of the empty bldgs. We often hung around this area skateboarding and doing random shit so it wasn't abnormal.
On this particular day, there was some 30-40 year old man on his patio of his apt about 150-200 ft away. He couldn't see us directly, but he saw one of my friends out by himself being a lookout (god we were dumb). The door we were trying to enter through had a rusted busted old lock, and we were basically trying to pry the rust off with a hammer to get to the inside and pick the lock with a screwdriver or something. All tools which we found on the very big and tall white and black 'beaner trucks' (as my mexican friend dubbed them) that were stationed around this door so that no one could see us working.
After about 5 minutes I guess the old guy assumed we were doing gang graffiti and decided to come after us. My retarded lookout friend didn't even say anything and just took off, as did the rest of my friends who just saw him run away from his post. I was a bit confused at first (last thing I expected was for someone to run up on us) so I ran last. As we ran towards this little opening that leads back into the main shopping center parking lot, we all funneled and I was slowed down a lot. I had also broken my foot a few months previous and was already a bit hindered since it wasn't fully healed.
So all my friends spread out, and like a lion vs a herd of buffalo he went after the straggler. The guy was like 5-10 feet behind me and closing, so I started to use my youth and agility to zig zag around these pillars and bushes. The problem though, was that I ran out of bushes and pillars and had to double back. This zig zagging lasted about 2 minutes (felt like 10) until my ankle couldn't take it anymore and I had to just give up. The guy grabbed me (tired as fuck as he was) and sat on my back..
All the people from the comic shop came out to see what the ruckus was and the guy sat for a few minute til he could catch his breath. His son showed up who was apparently going the long way around in order to cut us off. (this was some preppy soccer kid who woulda got owned, I laughed) Then he took me into the comic shop to call the police. Now normally I would have taken an opening and just ran again once he let his guard down in the store. But everyone in the fucking store knew who I was. So I just sat there and took it. Pretty embarrassing.
10-15 minutes later the cops show up and this guy makes up this huge bullshit story about how we were 20 gang taggers and blah blah. Now the huge problem with this is that graffiti/vandalism had recently become a FELONY in California and I don't think this guy even realized this. The cops took me back to the place of the crime and they were as dumb as this guy (women cops, wow my lucky day). The guy pointed out this old streaker tag on the door (which was literally years old and had a layer of dust on it) and said that it wasn't there before. I explained this to them and finally just told them we were messing around with the door since it was busted up and trying to get in since it was empty inside. Then the guy and the cops said that we totally fucked up this lock (which was has also been rusted and mangled for years). I couldn't believe how dumb these people were.
Afterwords I overhear the guy giving the police his address in a loud obvious tone. Like he was trying to set me up if we would vandalize his house or something. I just ignored it.
Fastforward to court, my Public defender informed me that there is no crime 'attempted breaking and entry' so they are charging me with 'attempted robbery' (Why not burglary?) Why either of these charges at all? I wasn't trying to steal anything, nor was there anything in an EMPTY building to steal. When the judge heard the charges he laughed, as well as half the court. Yet again, embarrassing. The PD also informed me that it would be best to just plead guilty and take probation instead of possibly fighting it and going to jail (or getting on probation anyways). Justice system works well..
So I got 1 year of probation and 40 hours of community service, which actually turned into 40 days work program/project. Man that shit sucks.
And triply embarassing, every time I was stopped by a cop or anyone asked if I had ever been arrested. I had to tell them yes, attempted robbery... It sounds so fucking retarded and bad and laughable at the same time. Ofc I had to explain the story every time too and I'm sure no one believed me.
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I don't have much of a sense of embarassment, but one of my most desperate moments was a fight I got into back in high school. Me and some friends were hanging out at the mall, and one of the rather sketchy people we knew from school saw us and walked on over. There were three of us; myself, at about 5'10 and 185 lbs at the time, a smaller asian dude who did a lot of martial arts, and our ethiopean buddy who was 6'6 and 235 lbs. All three of us played football. The sketchy fellow talks to us for a bit, then walked over to a table with about 7 or 8 high school/college age asian fellows. They talk for a bit then open their cell phones and start calling people. The sketchy fellow comes back over and says, "Hey, those guys want to fight you."
Well, our first reaction was, "What, why?" We had never seen these people before. We found out later that the sketchy kid had a problem with the asians and set the fight up. So we grab our food and eat it while watching these dudes on their phones. Pretty soon about 10 more asian dudes show up. Now we're getting a little concerned here. I'd been jumped before, but these guys looked serious. So we go over to another table filled with a bunch of black dudes we knew from school that we were knew pretty well, but didn't really associate with because they were drug dealers. We mention, "Hey, these dudes are probably about to jump us. Any chance we can get an assist?" The black bros give us the nod, the asians see this and pull out more phones. A minute later another 10 or so asian dudes show up. We get up to head to the parking lot to bug out of these, as shit has just gotten a little too real.
Well, the asian dudes (all 25-30 of them) follow us out. A security guard notices and radios someone. We get to an overpass to the parking lot and they surround us. The sketchy guy saves us from all getting jumped at once by yelling "One on one, one on one!". Some of the asians talk to our asian friend (apparently they are cousins and know him) and warn him to come to their side. Our friend replies, "Nah man, I'm with them, " and walks back to me and my ethiopean buddy (never been more proud of a friend!).
Well, after the 'one on one' shout two guys walk forward and match up on me and my asian buddy. Then the biggest fucking asian dude I have EVER seen walks forward and stands in front of my ethiopean friend. This dude must have been 30 years old, like 6'2 and just JACKED. He starts putting rings on every one of his fingers.
We're pretty much completely shit out of luck at this point. Punches get thrown, people crowd in, and then we hear some shouting and security guards run up with mace/pepper spray. We sprint for the stairs as cops start running up.
We get downstairs and a cop stops us and tells us to wait here. Then he sees some people running and goes and chases after them, leaving us alone. Across the parking lot we see a group of asians start walking towards us as we wait for our ride.
Then they just start sprinting away. We see a huge crowd of black dudes chasing them, and chasing various groups of the asians around. Our car arrives and we book it out of there with nothing but a nose-bleed and a black eye between the three of us.
We found out on the news that apparently we sparked off some kind of huge gang fight at the mall. A bunch of people got arrested. Certainly had my adrenaline going.
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lol i'm always surprised by how many tl.netters have gang or near-gang connections
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I never ran with any gang members or anything, but I knew them and didn't have any particular problem with them. In the area I was living in at the time, "gangs" were pretty damn tame and really did nothing other than fight each other and occasionally sell weed. I certainly wouldn't condone any of the illegal activity though, but it's not like I could pretend they weren't people at my school (especially when some of them were teammates on the football team).
I guess in retrospect I can say that gang violence might have saved my life!
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On May 08 2010 05:38 o[twist] wrote:
lol i'm always surprised by how many tl.netters have gang or near-gang connections
Half of the stuff said here makes my friends say "Damn, isn't that illegal?"
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+ Show Spoiler +On May 08 2010 05:33 w_Ender_w wrote:
I don't have much of a sense of embarassment, but one of my most desperate moments was a fight I got into back in high school. Me and some friends were hanging out at the mall, and one of the rather sketchy people we knew from school saw us and walked on over. There were three of us; myself, at about 5'10 and 185 lbs at the time, a smaller asian dude who did a lot of martial arts, and our ethiopean buddy who was 6'6 and 235 lbs. All three of us played football. The sketchy fellow talks to us for a bit, then walked over to a table with about 7 or 8 high school/college age asian fellows. They talk for a bit then open their cell phones and start calling people. The sketchy fellow comes back over and says, "Hey, those guys want to fight you."
Well, our first reaction was, "What, why?" We had never seen these people before. We found out later that the sketchy kid had a problem with the asians and set the fight up. So we grab our food and eat it while watching these dudes on their phones. Pretty soon about 10 more asian dudes show up. Now we're getting a little concerned here. I'd been jumped before, but these guys looked serious. So we go over to another table filled with a bunch of black dudes we knew from school that we were knew pretty well, but didn't really associate with because they were drug dealers. We mention, "Hey, these dudes are probably about to jump us. Any chance we can get an assist?" The black bros give us the nod, the asians see this and pull out more phones. A minute later another 10 or so asian dudes show up. We get up to head to the parking lot to bug out of these, as shit has just gotten a little too real.
Well, the asian dudes (all 25-30 of them) follow us out. A security guard notices and radios someone. We get to an overpass to the parking lot and they surround us. The sketchy guy saves us from all getting jumped at once by yelling "One on one, one on one!". Some of the asians talk to our asian friend (apparently they are cousins and know him) and warn him to come to their side. Our friend replies, "Nah man, I'm with them, " and walks back to me and my ethiopean buddy (never been more proud of a friend!).
Well, after the 'one on one' shout two guys walk forward and match up on me and my asian buddy. Then the biggest fucking asian dude I have EVER seen walks forward and stands in front of my ethiopean friend. This dude must have been 30 years old, like 6'2 and just JACKED. He starts putting rings on every one of his fingers.
We're pretty much completely shit out of luck at this point. Punches get thrown, people crowd in, and then we hear some shouting and security guards run up with mace/pepper spray. We sprint for the stairs as cops start running up.
We get downstairs and a cop stops us and tells us to wait here. Then he sees some people running and goes and chases after them, leaving us alone. Across the parking lot we see a group of asians start walking towards us as we wait for our ride.
Then they just start sprinting away. We see a huge crowd of black dudes chasing them, and chasing various groups of the asians around. Our car arrives and we book it out of there with nothing but a nose-bleed and a black eye between the three of us.
We found out on the news that apparently we sparked off some kind of huge gang fight at the mall. A bunch of people got arrested. Certainly had my adrenaline going.
That was an awesome story dude
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I woke up naked under a park bench in Cancun clutching a Tequila-filled water balloon with no ID, no money, and no idea how to get back to my hotel. It was 9:15 in the morning. Shortly after getting up and attempting to ask for directions I was arrested and had to bribe my way out of a Mexican jail with my money when my friends finally showed up.
The period between waking up and being arrested was without doubt the most embarrassing moment of my life.
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On May 08 2010 06:36 BDF92 wrote:Show nested quote ++ Show Spoiler +On May 08 2010 05:33 w_Ender_w wrote:
I don't have much of a sense of embarassment, but one of my most desperate moments was a fight I got into back in high school. Me and some friends were hanging out at the mall, and one of the rather sketchy people we knew from school saw us and walked on over. There were three of us; myself, at about 5'10 and 185 lbs at the time, a smaller asian dude who did a lot of martial arts, and our ethiopean buddy who was 6'6 and 235 lbs. All three of us played football. The sketchy fellow talks to us for a bit, then walked over to a table with about 7 or 8 high school/college age asian fellows. They talk for a bit then open their cell phones and start calling people. The sketchy fellow comes back over and says, "Hey, those guys want to fight you."
Well, our first reaction was, "What, why?" We had never seen these people before. We found out later that the sketchy kid had a problem with the asians and set the fight up. So we grab our food and eat it while watching these dudes on their phones. Pretty soon about 10 more asian dudes show up. Now we're getting a little concerned here. I'd been jumped before, but these guys looked serious. So we go over to another table filled with a bunch of black dudes we knew from school that we were knew pretty well, but didn't really associate with because they were drug dealers. We mention, "Hey, these dudes are probably about to jump us. Any chance we can get an assist?" The black bros give us the nod, the asians see this and pull out more phones. A minute later another 10 or so asian dudes show up. We get up to head to the parking lot to bug out of these, as shit has just gotten a little too real.
Well, the asian dudes (all 25-30 of them) follow us out. A security guard notices and radios someone. We get to an overpass to the parking lot and they surround us. The sketchy guy saves us from all getting jumped at once by yelling "One on one, one on one!". Some of the asians talk to our asian friend (apparently they are cousins and know him) and warn him to come to their side. Our friend replies, "Nah man, I'm with them, " and walks back to me and my ethiopean buddy (never been more proud of a friend!).
Well, after the 'one on one' shout two guys walk forward and match up on me and my asian buddy. Then the biggest fucking asian dude I have EVER seen walks forward and stands in front of my ethiopean friend. This dude must have been 30 years old, like 6'2 and just JACKED. He starts putting rings on every one of his fingers.
We're pretty much completely shit out of luck at this point. Punches get thrown, people crowd in, and then we hear some shouting and security guards run up with mace/pepper spray. We sprint for the stairs as cops start running up.
We get downstairs and a cop stops us and tells us to wait here. Then he sees some people running and goes and chases after them, leaving us alone. Across the parking lot we see a group of asians start walking towards us as we wait for our ride.
Then they just start sprinting away. We see a huge crowd of black dudes chasing them, and chasing various groups of the asians around. Our car arrives and we book it out of there with nothing but a nose-bleed and a black eye between the three of us.
We found out on the news that apparently we sparked off some kind of huge gang fight at the mall. A bunch of people got arrested. Certainly had my adrenaline going. That was an awesome story dude
Hah, thanks man.
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+ Show Spoiler +On May 08 2010 05:33 w_Ender_w wrote:
I don't have much of a sense of embarassment, but one of my most desperate moments was a fight I got into back in high school. Me and some friends were hanging out at the mall, and one of the rather sketchy people we knew from school saw us and walked on over. There were three of us; myself, at about 5'10 and 185 lbs at the time, a smaller asian dude who did a lot of martial arts, and our ethiopean buddy who was 6'6 and 235 lbs. All three of us played football. The sketchy fellow talks to us for a bit, then walked over to a table with about 7 or 8 high school/college age asian fellows. They talk for a bit then open their cell phones and start calling people. The sketchy fellow comes back over and says, "Hey, those guys want to fight you."
Well, our first reaction was, "What, why?" We had never seen these people before. We found out later that the sketchy kid had a problem with the asians and set the fight up. So we grab our food and eat it while watching these dudes on their phones. Pretty soon about 10 more asian dudes show up. Now we're getting a little concerned here. I'd been jumped before, but these guys looked serious. So we go over to another table filled with a bunch of black dudes we knew from school that we were knew pretty well, but didn't really associate with because they were drug dealers. We mention, "Hey, these dudes are probably about to jump us. Any chance we can get an assist?" The black bros give us the nod, the asians see this and pull out more phones. A minute later another 10 or so asian dudes show up. We get up to head to the parking lot to bug out of these, as shit has just gotten a little too real.
Well, the asian dudes (all 25-30 of them) follow us out. A security guard notices and radios someone. We get to an overpass to the parking lot and they surround us. The sketchy guy saves us from all getting jumped at once by yelling "One on one, one on one!". Some of the asians talk to our asian friend (apparently they are cousins and know him) and warn him to come to their side. Our friend replies, "Nah man, I'm with them, " and walks back to me and my ethiopean buddy (never been more proud of a friend!).
Well, after the 'one on one' shout two guys walk forward and match up on me and my asian buddy. Then the biggest fucking asian dude I have EVER seen walks forward and stands in front of my ethiopean friend. This dude must have been 30 years old, like 6'2 and just JACKED. He starts putting rings on every one of his fingers.
We're pretty much completely shit out of luck at this point. Punches get thrown, people crowd in, and then we hear some shouting and security guards run up with mace/pepper spray. We sprint for the stairs as cops start running up.
We get downstairs and a cop stops us and tells us to wait here. Then he sees some people running and goes and chases after them, leaving us alone. Across the parking lot we see a group of asians start walking towards us as we wait for our ride.
Then they just start sprinting away. We see a huge crowd of black dudes chasing them, and chasing various groups of the asians around. Our car arrives and we book it out of there with nothing but a nose-bleed and a black eye between the three of us.
We found out on the news that apparently we sparked off some kind of huge gang fight at the mall. A bunch of people got arrested. Certainly had my adrenaline going.
So that's how it all started..
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Totally hands down when I was in third grade I was playing Pom Pom Poloway, which I don't know if that's a games that's universally known, it's pretty much just one kid is "it" and the rest of us are the glorious "not it's" then the "it" kid yells POM POM POLOWAY and we all try and run to the other side. Sadly, I had not quite mastered the art of tieing my shoes.
The second he yelled it I feel flat on my face and got knocked out. I had just minorly blacked out, but still, everyone freaked out.
Later, when the school's secretary, why in earth was it the secretary, decided to carry me up back to the schools kitchen, so she picked me up and started walking towards the door when I was starting to wake up. I started making the just waking up and in pain groans which scared the secretary and caused her to drop me, nailing my head against the steel rail then on the concrete stairs. I then had a mild concussion.
I can't help but laugh at it now, but I felt like a total clutz afterwards for a few good weeks.
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On May 08 2010 07:29 Ryo Hazuki wrote:
Totally hands down when I was in third grade I was playing Pom Pom Poloway, which I don't know if that's a games that's universally known, it's pretty much just one kid is "it" and the rest of us are the glorious "not it's" then the "it" kid yells POM POM POLOWAY and we all try and run to the other side. Sadly, I had not quite mastered the art of tieing my shoes.
The second he yelled it I feel flat on my face and got knocked out. I had just minorly blacked out, but still, everyone freaked out.
Later, when the school's secretary, why in earth was it the secretary, decided to carry me up back to the schools kitchen, so she picked me up and started walking towards the door when I was starting to wake up. I started making the just waking up and in pain groans which scared the secretary and caused her to drop me, nailing my head against the steel rail then on the concrete stairs. I then had a mild concussion.
I can't help but laugh at it now, but I felt like a total clutz afterwards for a few good weeks.
Haha, shoulda sued
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one day in primary school I had a real bad case of the runs. I darted to the toilet but was too late and crapped in my underwear. I took them off and threw them into a corner in the toilet cubicle and proceeded to go the day commando. then a janitor found the crapped underwear and asked who's it was. I didn't say anything.
I come home and my mom asks me where my underwear is cuz she's really strict about me changing underwear everyday. I said I forgot to put on underwear that day. I still don't know if she believed me or not.
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On May 08 2010 07:34 condoriano wrote:Show nested quote +On May 08 2010 07:29 Ryo Hazuki wrote:
Totally hands down when I was in third grade I was playing Pom Pom Poloway, which I don't know if that's a games that's universally known, it's pretty much just one kid is "it" and the rest of us are the glorious "not it's" then the "it" kid yells POM POM POLOWAY and we all try and run to the other side. Sadly, I had not quite mastered the art of tieing my shoes.
The second he yelled it I feel flat on my face and got knocked out. I had just minorly blacked out, but still, everyone freaked out.
Later, when the school's secretary, why in earth was it the secretary, decided to carry me up back to the schools kitchen, so she picked me up and started walking towards the door when I was starting to wake up. I started making the just waking up and in pain groans which scared the secretary and caused her to drop me, nailing my head against the steel rail then on the concrete stairs. I then had a mild concussion.
I can't help but laugh at it now, but I felt like a total clutz afterwards for a few good weeks. Haha, shoulda sued
Probably should have haha.
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Think I was in Korean school around the 5th grade. It was my very first day and I was nervous.
As I enter the classroom, I turn and my bag hits something over the table. Then these two jackasses make fun of me and call me fatass (yes, I was fat around the time, maybe like 130-140 pounds for being like 5'0" at that time). God I was such a loner for like the first month or so just because of that retarded incident.
Nonetheless I made friends with the more popular kids in the class and eventually lost A LOT of weight to like 100 pounds by just playing a lot of basketball...then guess what? I kicked his ass! lol it was great
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On May 08 2010 01:17 [UoN]Sentinel wrote:
Another of my most embarassing experiences was when my friend caught me fucking a vacuum cleaner.
Man...That must have blew.
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On May 08 2010 07:54 Xinliben wrote:Show nested quote +On May 08 2010 01:17 [UoN]Sentinel wrote:
Another of my most embarassing experiences was when my friend caught me fucking a vacuum cleaner. Man...That must have blew.
Oh you.
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Probably around 5th-6th grade I've gotten into a fight with some guy from a different class. Basically nothing happened, I probably ended up on top of him and we got separated pretty soon. Then once I came back to our classroom after PT was over, this one girl that always got straight A's and looked kind of cute told me something like "Man, you kicked that guys ass" I was so confused, no girl ever complimented me, my face turned red and it felt like everyone was looking at me.. I felt so uneasy that I said "what do you know, you fucking pig" completely out of nowhere and walked away. Yea.. I'm still embarrassed about that, always wanted to talk to the girl but never got the chance after that..
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On May 08 2010 07:59 condoriano wrote:
Probably around 5th-6th grade I've gotten into a fight with some guy from a different class. Basically nothing happened, I probably ended up on top of him and we got separated pretty soon. Then once I came back to our classroom after PT was over, this one girl that always got straight A's and looked kind of cute told me something like "Man, you kicked that guys ass" I was so confused, no girl ever complimented me, my face turned red and it felt like everyone was looking at me.. I felt so uneasy that I said "what do you know, you fucking pig" completely out of nowhere and walked away. Yea.. I'm still embarrassed about that, always wanted to talk to the girl but never got the chance after that..
oh my god I fuckin laughed so hard
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On May 08 2010 08:02 pyrogenetix wrote:Show nested quote +On May 08 2010 07:59 condoriano wrote:
Probably around 5th-6th grade I've gotten into a fight with some guy from a different class. Basically nothing happened, I probably ended up on top of him and we got separated pretty soon. Then once I came back to our classroom after PT was over, this one girl that always got straight A's and looked kind of cute told me something like "Man, you kicked that guys ass" I was so confused, no girl ever complimented me, my face turned red and it felt like everyone was looking at me.. I felt so uneasy that I said "what do you know, you fucking pig" completely out of nowhere and walked away. Yea.. I'm still embarrassed about that, always wanted to talk to the girl but never got the chance after that.. oh my god I fuckin laughed so hard
LOL what the hell?
way to drop the ball dude
also epic story w_ender_w
thanks for the share
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Time for a fourth one. I act like a retard a lot, sometimes unintentional, sometimes just to be funny. When unintentional I get embarassed as fuck.
Today our swim club (rutgers FTW) had a banquet at this hotel called Double Trees and each of our coaches was giving a 30 minute speech, so I had nothing to do for 3 hours. Our whole group is clustered around one of the tables, so there's twice as many chairs as should be, and me and my friend Mark start putting a champagne glass on the little candles to cut off their oxygen supply and put them out.
Mark gets this really retarded idea to set shit on fire with one of the remaining candles, so I tear off a piece of my napkin (carried them around in case I needed to blow my nose) about 3 cm long and 5 mm wide, and Mark grabs it and drops it right onto the fire.
If "." is how big the candle flame was, "@" was how big it got. It took another champagne glass to kill the flame, and then there's just this huge huge column of smoke coming out and another guy at the table starts yelling at us for fucking around.
I had to get all the soot off the glass with a napkin and my pants. Mark was laughing his fat ass off.
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