Oh, that's awkward

Never fail, I'll do something awkward. It was one day like any other that I actually decided to start documeting my awkward moments.

Getting a tray to put my carry on items through security when the guy in front of me takes the tray I got out. Really? L

Getting the trash from the men’s restroom at work when some guy my age walks in. He then proceeds to go to the stall and continue on with his business…I’m still in the bathroom.

Not necessarily awkward, but annoying. So today as I was getting the laundry out of the dryer I noticed that half of one of my bras was stuck to a vent in the dryer. I repeat HALF of my bra. The clasp had apparently hooked onto the vent and got stuck, causing it to apparently be ripped in half. This is the type of this that would only happen to me…

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Saying that a guy sketched me out and turning around to see that he’s only a few feet away. To make things worse, having to ring up his purchase afterward.

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Driving down the road when at a stop light a man tries to talk to me in the car next to me. I proceed to ignore him. He doesn’t stop finally I see that he’s trying to tell me I have a flat tire. Awesome…

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Saying “you know what, fuck you,” and turning around to be face to face with a mother and her child.

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Answering friend questions on facebook in order to see what has been answered about me all because a friend answered one and it got posted to my wall. I didn’t realize until after that all the questions I answered were posted on each person’s wall. forgot to uncheck the box, awesome.

(Sorry to those who got an answer…it was unintentional)

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While trying clothes on my mother proceeds to open the door to ask the saleswoman something. Note: I’m topless, in the middle of trying something else on. The woman then walks away leaving the dressing room door open…I’m still not wearing a shirt.

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Consciously stepping into the direct path of someone coming the opposite direction. Then having to move back five seconds later.

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I have a really big pet peeve about people smacking gum, so anytime I hear someone it literally drives me insane. Today on a flight from Chicago to New York this happened. Thinking it was my mother who was next to me I just about screamed at her telling her to stop smacking her gum. To my dismay it wasn’t my mother who had been smacking her gum, but the woman across the aisle from her. I immediately looked at the woman as if I were a deer in headlights following this look by saying ‘Sorry’ only to make it more awkward.

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