Things you used to do that now make you cringe!

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So I’ve been seeing the odd Facebook memory, throwing up past status updates I posted that now give me extreme second-hand embarrassment. We’re talking maybe ten or so years ago.

It got me thinking about how when I first learnt to drive, at about 19, I had a car but didn’t use it to get to work. My part-time job whilst at uni was in the town centre and it didn’t make financial sense to drive due to parking costs and that, so I would get the bus instead. For some unknown reason I felt a bit embarrassed about this, so when on the bus I used to keep my car keys in my hand so they’d be visible to the other passengers. Just so they’d know I could actually drive, y’know 🙄

I cringe when I think back to this! I’m sure nobody even noticed, because why would they, but I get that hot feeling of embarrassment whenever I recall it 😳

Anyone else look back at things you used to do and think wtf was I thinking?!

Good choice! 🤩⭐

Spent a two-hour train journey with a friend discussing boys we fancied... in French. This was a) to stop the (totally uninterested) 40 year-old man sitting opposite us from comprehending that we quite liked Mark, even if he did have bad acne and
b) to show off quite how good we were at French. We were lower 6th, so you can imagine it was mostly franglais.

@Dibilnik Thanks. I quite like it actually. If I try to read poetry aloud or something, it sounds edgy and working class to me. To others it supposedly just sounds hilarious though.

On holiday with older sister and her make friend. First time abroad without parents. Got chatted up by barman. Went back to his flat, had sex. Next night, went to same bar. Sister and friend went back to hotel, I hung around for the rest of the night hoping for a repeat performance, only got ignored mostly. I was 17. So naive 😭

I still have my diary from university. Oh my word what a cringe fest! 😩.

The lack of perspective is frightening. I don’t recognise myself as the same person!

I still have my diary from university. Oh my word what a cringe fest! 😩. The lack of perspective is frightening. I don’t recognise myself as the same person!

I found mine a while back. They're poignant at times but also funny as I was so excitable. I'd put things like 'my two favourite people will be in the same room at the same time!'

I want to know where @porridgeisbae is originally from! 😁

A village near Burton-on-Trent and my parents aren't local to there, having a bland/slightly posh fairly RP accent My mum was annoyed at the fake accent and kept saying it was fake for years. But I think she's accepted it now.

Oh gosh I still have my diary from uni, written in code words who I’ve snogged and who I love the most. And the slightest glance in my direction is true love!!

then all the troubles with my housemates etc

hahaha 😁

looool…. the analysis of housemate dynamics and relations 😂😂

I think I must have been planning to wait until someone asked to reveal what the “big big challenge” was. But no one asked. All the comments are just me and my sister trying to figure out wtf I was on about, five years ago. We never managed to work it out…

Ok gawd I did this so much in my mid 20s!

I remember sending one boy ‘can’t wait to see you, are you ok to pick me up at 7.30?’ Thinking it would sound like I was going out with someone else and that he had a car!

Once on FB, thought I was typing in the search bar, hit enter and realised I'd accidentally made a status of my ex' new girlfriend's name

Oh man 😂

Have you seen the one where the woman tagged herself in her ex’s profile pic of their new baby scan 😂😂😂

That has reminded me if a more recent cringe… I discovered that when you look at a profile you’re not connected to, you show up on their ‘suggested friends’.

Realised this when I returned to have a gander at an ex’s new gf’s page (just idle curiosity, as you do… 😁) and realised I’d been blocked. 😳 I couldn’t for the life of me work out why, until the new wife of a guy who I was good friends with years back showed up as a ‘suggested friend’ on my facebook. Me and the guy are not connected on facebook but had just that week been back in touch on LinkedIn and then whatsapp. I cringe inside out when I think they must have discussed it 😆🙈 And think of another ex I’ve happily been checking in on every now and then for years to see what he’s up to (we’re not on each other’s facebook). Thanks facebook 👍👍☺️

These are gold! 😂Mine were mostly being an insufferable DJ bore "getting glammed up for my gig" "selecting tracks for my show" "Fake tan Thursday" & then the inevitable "Big thanks to everyone who texted me in tonight, you really made the show worth while" in reality it might have been 10 people... I'm cringing now just thinking about it🙈🙈

That's insane. So does everyone remember the accent you had before? But have just given up reminding you you're faking it ?😂

So does everyone remember the accent you had before? But have just given up reminding you you're faking it ?

Yep, well I've lived in Brum over 20 years now, so I suppose they think I might've got it for real by now anyway, even if I hadn't faked it from the start. :)

Whenever I'm on fb (rare) I have to absolutely triple check that I'm not doing this.

Once on FB, thought I was typing in the search bar, hit enter and realised I'd accidentally made a status of my ex' new girlfriend's name

Lol. I remember when Ed Balls was trying to search himself on Twitter and accidentally made a status of his own name.

I'll have to name change after this but I went to drama school and it was mandatory to keep an actor's journal with all your deep thoughts about the craft and doing good breathing and being in the moment and that. When I say mandatory, you had to hand it in once a term to have it read by a tutor.

I still have all mine but dear god. Have never got past the first page in any of them. Imagine having to read 30 teenagers' deep actorly thoughts once a term...

Younger than most posts on here but as a primary school child I was obsessed with the Enid Blyton Magic Faraway Tree books. I desperately wanted to be Fanny, the younger girl, or at the very least to change my name to Fanny. As my parents wouldn't let me (whyever not? ) the next best thing was to narrate my life inside my head as though I was a character named Fanny. I'd go around thinking "Fanny walked to school, Fanny decided to keep her crisps till lunch break". What a fanny I was back then.

My cousin was madly in love with a married man from work. She got very drunk one night and searched him on Facebook and accidentally shared his profile picture. The worst thing was she didn’t realise until another colleague texted to tell her about 24 hours later 😬 she was ready to leave the country!

She's Franny these days!

Oh noooo