Brad has mentioned these a few times. You're doing your thing, reading a book, sitting in class, whatever; then, out of nowhere, you recollect some horrifically awkward thing you did from your past that forces you into minor spasms. Whether it's you clenching your fist or contorting your face, you just feel that moment ricochet throughout your whole terrible self.
Tell me about one of yours.
I think I have a decent one to start things off. I'm at a club with some friends; they bring along a lady-friend who ends up showing some interest in me. We end up dancing. There's some shitty song playing where the chorus goes "put your hands up" twice. The first time the song says it I don't see it coming, because I don't go to clubs very often, so I keep my hands down while everyone around me raises their hand. I'm like, shit, now I look lame. Then the song says it again, so I'm like, "fuck yeah, I got this," but I don't realize what the song says directly after this line is something like "(put your hands up) if you're fucking your girl tonight." So I do it, and not only does no one else raise their hands, but this girl who barely knows me is looking at me like "this kid thinks he's totally sealed the deal already? Whaaaat." Needless to say, it felt like a singularity of awkwardness just manifested inside my body. There's nothing you can say when that happens! That's the terrible thing: when you say or do something that stupid, there's no way to fix the situation. The only solution is to never do it in the first place. The rest of the night wasn't ruined, but... *shiver* it was bad.