Awkward Moment Twenty Seven: When your parents embarrass you

You’ve gotta love that awful scenario of being out somewhere in public and having your parents talking their mouths off to total strangers about who the heck knows what, oblivious to the beautifully bright shade of red that your face is turning. That is just so much fun. I’d rather cliff dive onto cement. How about the time I was at the grocery store and my dad decides to really actively participate in the selection of my feminine products. Dad, this is not the same as downloading computer software. Come on, let’s just stick to what we know. Clearly you are not receiving the telepathic messages I am frantically sending you. Oh, sure, go ahead! Excellent idea, ask the really hot guy stocking shelves where the pads are! No dad, not pads, tampons! Do I look impressed?

“Do you want wings or no wings?!”

Why are you yelling! Inside voice dad!! Let’s just pretend that never happened.

Or you know what’s even better? When it’s not a complete stranger. Let’s just put the icing on the cake. Nope, it’s a teacher!

In August my mum and I were in Winner’s shopping for a summer dress for me. I had already put the dress I liked on hold and we were just picking it up so this should not have been such an ordeal. But it always is. Damn you Murphy’s Law! Oh how lovely. Look who it is. It’s two teachers from my school and their son. Now as Mia mentioned earlier, I quite frequently forget that teacher’s have lives outside of school. They aren’t supposed to just show up at shopping malls and grocery stores. It’s just not allowed. Who are we kidding, of course it’s allowed. And of course my mum has to hold up my (absolutely adorable, might I add) jean dress and ask “Is this appropriate for school?” I guess this was just her idea of a joke. Just hilarious, mum! Everyone’s just about to split a gut laughing! Okay. So what? It’s not that embarrassing. My face begs to differ. I can feel the colour inching up from my neck and into my face. Why? Why does this happen to me? I hate it when my face goes fuchsia. Because then all I can think about is how red my face is and it doesn’t stop, it just gets worse and worse. And I am baking alive in whatever I’m wearing and really just need to get outside into some fresh air. But instead I stand there awkwardly smiling and nodding pretending to follow along with the conversation even though I stopped paying attention a good 20 minutes ago. AWKWARD!!!
-Millie

Awkward Moment Twenty One: Trying to act normal around a good looking person/seeing someone outside of school.

Well. That’s quite the title.
Why am I so awkward? I apparently cannot be normal around anyone slightly good looking. It sucks.
So, I went to the dollar store with my mum and grandma. We took our time looking around. I was babysitting later that night so my mum told me to look for something to bring for the kids. I don’t know if it’s only my family, but whenever we go to the dollar store, or anywhere with cheap prices we end up spending a fortune! So anyway, we spent at least a good hour looking around because my grandma has a sponsor child in Africa and she wanted to get him something. My mum and I didn’t plan on buying anything besides whatever I chose for babysitting yet she somehow managed to get a couple armfuls worth or stuff. Then she was done. There were two tills open. One with an old lady, and the other with someone very good looking that goes to my school. Great. I tried to send messages through my mind to my mum to go to the old lady! Lets just say I don’t have that kind of ability. She strolled right on over to Jason’s till. I try, I really do, but I can’t help but be awkward. Unlike Mia, I didn’t try to hide. I smiled and squeaked a hello. I could feel my face flush to a bright shade of red. I’m pretty sure the whole town could hear the sound of my heart as well. He was nice enough, I just can’t control myself. Especially with small talk. It's the worst! Anywhooo, then he told us the total and my mum handed him one of her MANY cards. Credit, debit who knows what it was, but they don’t accept it! My mum didn’t bring any other money so we had to pack up our stuff and put it all back. Uhhhhhg. So awkward. Then I had to go find my grandma and ask her to buy the toys I chose for babysitting. When she was done shopping, guess who’s till she decides to go through? Yuup. Jasons’s.
The whole situation was very AWKWARD!!
-Georgie