Because of my shyness I came out of a chip shop with a portion of fish...

Sorry to bump this, but I just discovered it in Classics and am beyond grateful for this thread. I'm very early twenties. I've been known not to speak up/correct people on my very difficult-to-pronounce name. I have also sometimes been known to say "yes" to help others even though I really don't want to/don't feel I can. Part of it is because I know how inconvenient it would be for the person asking the favour if I said no.

I'm glad someone resurrected this thread, because I have plenty of stories!

• I had been a vegetarian for many years and ordered a veggie burger at a restaurant. They brought me out a beef burger, and I was too shy to mention it wasn't what I ordered, so I ate it. (and it was delicious, and I remained a meat eater for another 5 years or so before reverting!)
• There is a very long road in my town that is about 4 miles long. I got on the bus and asked for "X road"- of course it was the wrong bus, but I didn't want to say anything, so I got off at the "wrong" end of X road and walked the 4 miles home instead.
• First day f sixth form at a different school that I'd been at for years 7-11, I walked into the wrong classroom. Turns out that instead of A Level French, it was maths. I realised pretty much straight away but kept quiet and. spent the hour praying not to be asked any questions!

I was at the café with my one year old daughter yesterday, one of the girls from the staff came over and complimented on such a cute boy I have, I didn’t bother to correct that she is a girl because I thought I won’t see her around again. But she kept on chatting to the baby, waving to “him” coming over from time to time calling her such a smart little boy. I was embarrassed to correct her such a long time after and was terrified she will ask for her name; so I kept on calling her "darling" instead by the name and quickly finished my coffee and packed the cake to my bag for later 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

my very first week of uni I went to a french class, sat down and started trying to take notes but understood absolutely nothing. Spent 20 minutes feeling dead thick because I'd only just scraped the grades to get in and everybody else clearly knew far more than me - then realised I had in fact sat down in a GERMAN class
Stayed for the next hour and a bit nodding and pretending to take notes because I didn't want to get up and admit that I'd managed to be in the wrong class for so long without noticing it wasn't even the right language

When I started my job 11 years ago, they set up my email address with the wrong version of both my first and second name. I never corrected it. Now the entire firm, industry, colleagues still use the incorrect names. When non work friends ask why such and such calls me by different name I have no real explanation.

The kids needed sunhats suddenly on holiday in Wales so we went in the nearest shop to buy them, picked up a couple we liked and took them to the till. The till person said £45 please! Instead of going "£45! for 2 hats!!" and then going to Primark I just paid it. Kicking myself ever since.

We were at a country show this summer and mooching around the various stalls and marquees. 12 year old ds has flat feet and there was a stall selling these 'miracle' insoles which the, very, pushy lady claimed solved all ailments, even had a girl 'who was on crutches for years' walking again. And even though I knew she was talking bollocks and the insoles were made from crappy foam you could buy anywhere, I still purchased a pair, just to get away from her. £26 and two weeks later those special orthotic pieces were as flat as bloody pancakes!!
We also got stung for some rip off tasteless fudge from the very same marquee!!

Called the wrong name for 2 years by a senior exec in my old job. When I eventually Said my name is actually tryingtobebrilliant he said "I know, but I don't like that name."

I had a patch of really overgrown weedy garden (about 1/4 acre) that needed strimming, so I got a man in to quote. He said it'd take several evenings and possibly a weekend day and it'd be £275. I really had to get it done (upcoming house viewing), so took a deep breath and said ok - I had no idea of how long it would actually take, so thought it was a bit steep but ok for that much time.

In the end, it took him four hours. I said, well.... and he said "quoted for the job, love, not for the time" and I meekly handed over the cash because I was too embarrassed to argue the toss.

I once accepted a job I didn't want and stayed there for over two years because I didn't want to appear rude by declining it. I knew at the interview that it would be rubbish and I ended up quitting without another job to go to in the end because I hated it so much.
I like to think I'm more assertive now and wouldn't do things like that.

I was once in a bar with my friend & ordered two drinks but wasn't given glasses. The drinks were in these enormous bottles which were difficult to drink from. My friend asked why I wasn't given glasses. For some reason I lied & said the guy had said they were in the dishwasher. My friend went over herself & spoke to the barman who handed her two glasses. Have never forgotten the strange look they both gave me

I've just hidden from a perfectly nice parent, at the end of the ladies shoes isle in Sainsburys, for no good reason. On the flip side I did come out with three pairs of summer sandals, in my size, for £13.

I got the bus today to take my daughter to playgroup. An all day pass cost £4. On the way back we had to run to catch the bus. By the time I'd got the buggy on I was so flustered and apologetic for holding up the driver I'd completely forgotten where I'd put my all day ticket. Had a quick root around in my coat pockets - nothing. Was so aware of the stares of impatient passengers so instead of taking a few more seconds and double checking I paid for another all day pass! (Need to catch multiple buses to this playgroup!) so all in all spent £8 on travel. To add insult to injury I found the original pass when I got onto the next bus!

I had been thinking of nominating for Classics. However, I wasn't sure whether this thread was very funny (which it is) or a bit sad (which it also is). But I think we've all been there.

Yay! Thanks Sophie!

I'm going to do a reverse (as I'm quite proud of it)!

In the summer we were on holiday and spent a couple of nights in a famously swanky city. I shopped on my own on one of the days and stopped at a posh, busy cafe.

I was starving so I (untypically) ordered a cake with my coffee, but what arrived was literally a giant plate containing three cream filled, chocolate topped buns, with two huge scoops of vanilla ice cream in between them and the whole lot swimming in chocolate sauce.

Everyone in the cafe seemed to be staring at me when it arrived, and they all looked a size 8! I just paid for my coffee and explained that I couldn't possibly eat such a thing and sent it back.

As I left I heard a very snooty waiter say "She looks to me like she could eat it"! 😂😂

I've been crying reading this thread. MN, please don't let it go pfft, can it be moved somewhere (not sure where though) - is it Classics worthy?

I've done the fruit thing - it was a tiny punnet of strawberries in Spain years ago, and because it was down a side road in a non touristy place I just asked for them and assumed I'd get change from my €5 note - I didn't but was too embarrassed to say in that case thanks but no thanks!

Also had an excruciating massage and had to pretend I enjoyed it as it was a treat from someone else.

Gierg I do that too! I never admit to being superearly because super important and confident people always rock up late or bang on time, don't they?

I love this thread, I’ve definitely done a fair few of these. Not the cherry thing though as I don’t like cherries

I’ve taken many a parcel in for a neighbour even when I’ve really not wanted to because I don’t want to inconvenience the delivery driver. Most of the time I just don’t answer the door but sometimes I get caught out.

I paid £60 for a massage and was so looking forward to it. For about 20 minutes of it she was kneading?? (Is that the right phrase) so hard I actually had tears in my eyes and all I could think was 'please stop, please stop' It was agony. It was a 'relaxation' one too! At the end I just squeaked 'thanks' and practically ran away. I was kicking myself for not telling her but I would have felt awkward afterwards as massage is quite intimate.

I fell asleep on the bus when I was already cutting it fine for a meeting. Then, instead of getting off the bus, I text my husband to ask what to do. Cried a bit then finally got off after 10 minutes. Oh the shame when the same bus came back after about 20 minutes and I'm sure the driver recognised me.

I have one got a delivery from a food shop coming today never done it before set it up to come this evening then changed my mind and set it for tomorrow because it was more convenient. They just rung and said would you like it tonight and that people are happy when they ask if they'd like it delivered soon so of course I said yeah that would be great
It's good that I get my food tonight bad that I have to rework the nursery run and get DH to do it because I can't make up my mind

I got off my bus a stop before I needed to, which meant a walk up a large hill because my next door neighbour was on the bus and I couldn't face an awkward walk home with them.

i feel on edge when the window cleaner comes round/. not sure why, he has his ear buds in and only knocks for payment, but the whole time he is here i feel awkward! its so weird and i have got worse as i have aged with the whole awkward, not speaking up thing when things are wrong.
its better for me if he has been and gone and i;ve been at work / or just out. The sense of relief and its all irrational.

I used to hide from the window cleaners, but they now work as a team, so one person does the front and one does the back. It's impossible to hide, so I pick up my laptop and pretend to work instead!

How many times told hairdressers I loved my hair, when trying to fight back the tears!