Awkward Moments

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Oh, I have a great awkward moment of mine from years ago that I just remembered. But I'm not sure whether or not I should post it here since it involves alcohol and a golf cart... :hmm:
 
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This happened about 7 years ago, long before I knew anything about Islam. That's your disclaimer. Read the rest at your own risk...

After an epic night of partying, a friend of mine and I decided to go visit the local golf course and play a round on a Sunday morning. Or I should say, he was going to play and I was going to drive the cart around. Anyway, we were both still drunk and high from the night before, but of course it seemed like a good idea at the time.

So after a few mishaps during the trip there, we finally arrived and with some difficulty, managed to unpack the clubs and load them on the cart. My friend was about to tee off when I realized that I had left my glasses in the car. I wasn't going to be able to see anything without them, so I told him to play on and I would meet him down at the next hole.

So I stumbled my way back to the car and after some drunken fumbling, I got my specs and locked the car door back without losing my keys in the process. I wandered back to first hole, and there was the golf cart, still sitting there. I was glad to see this as I didn't have to walk all the way down to the second hole. The golf clubs were still in the back of the cart too, which was a little odd, but I figured that my buddy just took his driver and putter with him for convenience.

So I sat down in the cart, turned it on, and floored it... in reverse. Oops. I put it back in drive and started moving again, but by this time, there were two guys running towards me shouting. I thought maybe I had hit something with the cart, so I stopped and waited for them to catch up.

One guy had a golf club in his hand, and he looked very angry. I suddenly felt a lot more sober and contemplated just flooring it to outrun them, but I didn't. The guy got closer, and closer, and finally I could make out what he was yelling.

"What are you doing? That's my golf cart!" the guy was yelling repeatedly, with an angry look on his face. His friend that was with him had an annoyed look, and both of them had golf clubs in their hands. I really didn't fancy getting beat to death on the golf course, so I tried to offer an explanation once they got close enough to hear me.

"My friend left this cart for me. I left my glasses in the car. I'm going to catch up to them on the second hole," is what I said in my mind, but being drunk still, it probably didn't come out quite so clear. The guy stopped for a minute and looked surprised, like he didn't believe me.

"You what? That's my cart, man!" He repeated again, the angry look returning to his face. Suddenly I really felt sober now. I looked behind me at the clubs on the cart. They were not the clubs of my friend, after all. I looked around at the rest of the cart. This was not the same cart we had started in.

I couldn't do anything at this point except mumble a drunken apology. "Oh... yeah... sorry..." I got out of the cart and just stumbled away. The guys yelled something at me again, but I ignored them this time. I was done for the day. Done with this course, done with life, done with everything. I just wanted to disappear at that point.

I didn't want to walk all the way down to the hole, so I just went back to the car and took a nap. I later woke up and had to take a drunken leak, but I didn't want to go all the way back to the clubhouse.

But that was another awkward moment...
 
A friend and I were attending a class together(Islamic Subject) and being our enthusiastic selves(and because its easier access) we sat right in front. So the teacher was talking about the benefits of Ramadan etc and sometimes he would expect us to complete the sentences for him. So anyway my friend here completed one of his sentences and it turned out that he was totally talking about something else. The teacher continued talking as per normal but my friend and I were cracking up real bad. The people behind probably saw us vibrating vigorously because we were trying our best to contain our laughter.:exhausted
 
Who Am I? said:
So I sat down in the cart, turned it on, and floored it... in reverse. Oops. I put it back in drive and started moving again, but by this time, there were two guys running towards me shouting. I thought maybe I had hit something with the cart, so I stopped and waited for them to catch up.
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LOL!

Reminded me of when I worked in the same place as my mum, and during lunch break, I decided to sneak off with her car to buy some snacks. Only, not yet an experienced driver or a qualified one for that matter, I reversed it into a truck and smashed the rear lights. I was petrified and parked the car exactly where I'd moved it from. After work we came out and mum noticed the broken lights. Thank God mum was no Sherlock Holmes though cuz she didn't notice that there was no debris on the ground. Then she let rip at the 'perpetrator' with curse words, and all the while I thought, 'she's actually saying that to me' lol. I had to stand there and look innocent until she calmed down. It was two years later when I knew 100% that I was safe, that I finally admitted the truth. :embarrass
 
Dying Rose said:


LOL!

Reminded me of when I worked in the same place as my mum, and during lunch break, I decided to sneak off with her car to buy some snacks. Only, not yet an experienced driver or a qualified one for that matter, I reversed it into a truck and smashed the rear lights. I was petrified and parked the car exactly where I'd moved it from. After work we came out and mum noticed the broken lights. Thank God mum was no Sherlock Holmes though cuz she didn't notice that there was no debris on the ground. Then she let rip at the 'perpetrator' with curse words, and all the while I thought, 'she's actually saying that to me' lol. I had to stand there and look innocent until she calmed down. It was two years later when I knew 100% that I was safe, that I finally admitted the truth. :embarrass
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When I still lived with my parents, I ran into the garage door once. I woke up late for work, and in my panic and haste to get ready, I jumped into the car and reversed it... only to hear the sickening crunch of metal and wood a few seconds later. I pushed the button on the garage door opener, but I had forgotten in my panicked half-asleep state that it didn't work anymore and had been disconnected. I was supposed to manually open the door first. :hmm:

Yeah, I couldn't really hide that one from the parents. That was an awkward call back to my work to explain to them why I couldn't get out of the garage and thus couldn't make it to work that day.

Not to mention the call to Mom and Dad at their respective jobs.

But at least they have garage doors that work now. ;D
 
:haha: Some of these are way too funny.

A couple of years ago, my Quran teacher came to visit me for the first time at my house. She was outside next to the pool talking with my mom and theres a glass sliding door that seperates the house from the pool. My mom had cleaned it that day so it looked see-through. Well, after getting all dressed up (i wanted to make a nice impression) I began running towards her and didn't know the glass door was closed. I crashed into it and both my mom and my teacher stared at me. I stumbled back and tried to laugh it off and explain what happened but they couldn't hear me since the door was still closed. After noticing I looked like an insane idiot, I turned and made a dramatic exit, but instead tripped on my little brother's toy. Lol at that point I broke down and started crying and it took my mom a long time to calm me down. Until now, whenever I'm near a glass door, I have to stick my hand out and feel for confirmation before moving.
 
Insanely.Krazii said:
:haha: Some of these are way too funny.

A couple of years ago, my Quran teacher came to visit me for the first time at my house. She was outside next to the pool talking with my mom and theres a glass sliding door that seperates the house from the pool. My mom had cleaned it that day so it looked see-through. Well, after getting all dressed up (i wanted to make a nice impression) I began running towards her and didn't know the glass door was closed. I crashed into it and both my mom and my teacher stared at me. I stumbled back and tried to laugh it off and explain what happened but they couldn't hear me since the door was still closed. After noticing I looked like an insane idiot, I turned and made a dramatic exit, but instead tripped on my little brother's toy. Lol at that point I broke down and started crying and it took my mom a long time to calm me down. Until now, whenever I'm near a glass door, I have to stick my hand out and feel for confirmation before moving.
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At least you didn't break the door. I have heard stories and seen video of people walking through a glass door and cutting themselves up really bad.
 
Who Am I? said:
At least you didn't break the door. I have heard stories and seen video of people walking through a glass door and cutting themselves up really bad.
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Yeah true, that would've been awful. Lol if that happened, I would've just drowned myself in the pool.
 
Haha krazii I have seen someone walk into a glass door before and it is quite amusing!

I just remembered another awkward moment from my teen years. It was during the exam season in school and all the classes on our floor were doing their math exams. I was doing my paper when I finally decided that I had to go to the restroom, all the while with the paper on my mind. Anyway, after I was done in the restroom I made my way back to my class. I noticed that the invigilator had changed as I walked in. I was looking for my seat when I realised that the students had changed as well. Apparently I had walked into the wrong class and everyone was staring at me including the invigilator, all I could do was say "eh!" and then I walked back out of their classroom.:phew

After the exam that day my friends from that class and I had a good laugh about it.:statisfie
 
Hulk said:
Haha krazii I have seen someone walk into a glass door before and it is quite amusing!

I just remembered another awkward moment from my teen years. It was during the exam season in school and all the classes on our floor were doing their math exams. I was doing my paper when I finally decided that I had to go to the restroom, all the while with the paper on my mind. Anyway, after I was done in the restroom I made my way back to my class. I noticed that the invigilator had changed as I walked in. I was looking for my seat when I realised that the students had changed as well. Apparently I had walked into the wrong class and everyone was staring at me including the invigilator, all I could do was say "eh!" and then I walked back out of their classroom.:phew

After the exam that day my friends from that class and I had a good laugh about it.:statisfie
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I was in class once at uni and I grabbed what I thought was my backpack to get some paper and a pencil out.

I knew it wasn't my backpack when I found a gun in there. :hmm:

I managed to put it back on the floor without anyone noticing...
 
lol it would have been funny if you still thought it was a pencil and you tried writing on your paper by shooting.
 
Insanely.Krazii said:
Crap! I would've panicked and threw it away then run around the room screaming "there's an assassin amongst us!"
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Hulk said:
lol it would have been funny if you still thought it was a pencil and you tried writing on your paper by shooting.
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I totally should have done either or both of those things.

I also could have walked out of class with a new gun that day...

:nervous:
 
Insanely.Krazii said:
Have you ever used a gun before? I used to take BB-gun lessons.
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When I was a brat teenager, sometime I put my friend handguns in my car. But we never shot these guns, it could became a big trouble for us.

But later when I studied in university, I always carried another kind of weapon that called "Love Dagger" by the youth. However, other people called this love dagger as ..... hairbrush.

No wonder, as a guy who often got attention from the girls (:rollseyes), I must always care with my appearance. Sometime my friends asked me why I always carried hairbrush everywhere, I and told them "Going out from the house without hairbrush makes me feel like go to the battle front without weapon". :D

One night, I rode taxi to back to my home, and I sat beside the driver. On the way I saw the taxi driver always watched my belly and he look scared. I look at my belly and saw something that stood out from under my leather jacket. That's my hairbrush, but the taxi driver assumed that's a handgun. I let him assumed like this.

Arrived in my home, the taxi driver told me "sir, you don't need to pay full, just .....". Then he took the money and left me as fast as he could.
 
Insanely.Krazii said:
:eek: And do what with it?

Have you ever used a gun before? I used to take BB-gun lessons.
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I have shot a BB gun before. ;D

I live in a gun-crazy part of the US. Just about everyone I know has multiple firearms. I don't even own a BB gun anymore.
 
Insanely.Krazii said:
screaming "there's an assassin amongst us!"
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... that, I gotta see ;D arms akimbo, frantic... I can just imagine. :D

This is not one of mine, but I have to share it...

A beardless wealthy person invited a Moulana for meals.


After meals he brought his small baby and asked Moulana to make duaa. When the Moulana took the baby in his arms the baby cried. The wealthy person cynically remarked that the baby was scared of his beard. Very nonchalantly and casually the Moulana said
"no he can never cry because of my beard for the Sunnah does not induce fear it inspires calm (pause) The baby is crying because it is confused as to how he can have 2 mothers in this house. Insha Allah the father will grow a beard henceforth!"

I almost fell off my chair when I read that last line... mastercard cannot compete with that one. Nyehs :D
 
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