I was going the stairs in my apartment, and I bumped in to a lady. "can't you see where you're going?". Then I had to explain to her that I was blind and that I didn't know she was coming

also this is occward. when I think I know what I'm talking about
Me: why are you drinking all the juice, this is like the third bottle you fineshed in the last week.
my brother: It is water.
me: no I heard you pour the juice in the cup.
my brother: I can see it.

When I was about 14, my mother and I were going to a doctor's appointment in a pediatric hospital. As we were walking through an aisle, approaching an intersection, a woman speedily walked diagonally in front of me and tripped on my cane. She faceplanted into the floor. I stopped and glanced back at her. My mother says she was looking at me angrily or indignantly, or something like that. My mom said, "Well he's blind", to which she responded, "Yeah, right", in a sarcastic tone of voice, as if she didn't believe my mother... but it was my cane that she tripped over, and it was still there 5 feet away from her face.

Another time, just a couple months ago, I was walking to campus along a pathway that curves alongside the road, and at one point, the path crosses the road on a diagonal. This was my first time walking along this path alone, so I accidetntly crossed  on too little of an angle, going more straight across instead of diagonally. I took a couple steps onto what I thought was the continuation of the path, only to hear a woman say, "Get off my property". That took me by surprise. It was a very stereotypically redneck thing to hear. Thankfully, once I asked her where the pathway was, she realised the stick I was waving in front of me was just my cane, so she appoligised, saying her vision isn't the greatest either, so she thought the cane was some sort of device used by government workers. She then helped me find the continuation of the path, and everything was good.

@Jeffb, I never have people literally ask me "guess who?", but I do sometimes have people ask if I know who they are. Thankfully, they don't make a game out of it. If I say I'm not sure, or I don't know, they just tell me who they are, and don't seem to get offended. I also almost never have anyone grab me, thinking they know where I want to go.

Yeah, I wasn't embarrossed, but she probably was.

That thing with your brother is just down right embarrassing. I like to think that one's own family would know better, but of course, I'm well aware that's often not the case.

Not sure where you're writing from, but here in Ontario, all the remotes have had their numbers like a telephone number pad, with the 1, 2, 3 across the top. I would certainly find it confusing if I ever needed to adjust to a new number pad.

As a matter of fact, I have a story along that line. It's not embarrassing, but I'll tell it anyway. Typically I pay my phone bill online, which requires I use the keyboard number pad to enter my credit card number. This is arranged like a calculater, with the 1, 2, 3 across the bottom. I've learned my credit card number very well, so can type it easily like this. However, just a couple days ago, I used my service provider's automated telephone system to pay my credit card bill. This required typing my credit card number using a telephone keypad, which I found surprisingly difficult. Probably took me twice as long to type all the digits this way.

Lol, I can empathize with a lot of these stories. A woman was once running across the top of an escalator I was walking off of, tripped over my cane and did a sliding face plant. Then she proceeded to bounce back to her feet and say, "what happened"? I lolled and mentioned that texting while running wasn't the safest thing to be doing. Another time I was texting while walking and waltzed right off the edge of a subway platform. Thank goodness I'm six and a half feet tall so jumping out wasn't really a problem given that the train hadn't pulled into the station yet. I'd have to say that my most embarrassing blind moment happened a few years ago while I was still in college. Some friends and I had just finished an english class and stepped out for a smoke. I then started talking about how much I hated the class, how boring and monotone the teacher was, etc. Only to find out a half minute later that she was standing right there the entire time. I felt about six inches tall I did...

Hi.
Just figured I'd give you two things, one very distinct, the other one just a Little thing that happens from time to time (less recently because I make extra sure)

Extra sure what?
Now that I said it like that I might as well start with the more common thing and save the fun for last.

So like I said it doesn't happen anymore, I make damn sure of that, but when I was younger I might've been talking to someone about Another person, the only case where it got awkward was when I spoke bad about someone ... and then I find the person has been standing near by and overhearing it all ... damn.

Oh this actually brought up something else quite awkward in 7th grade, a girl came up to me and asked "so you really like Ebba?" (first crush), and I replied "oh of course I do, she's a likable person right?". She said yes, then said if I had to pick a second best person from the class would I pick and I said something like "um, probably Fannny ..." at which Point she giggled, and I was like "what?" and she told me who it was ... guess who it was?

So finally for the big moment, something which also has to do with Ebba actually (yes, I was a damn fool at the time).
So, we were sitting in class, she sat next to me, why the fuck she did that is beyond me since I wasn't a particularly likable person at the time, but she did Little weird things to me sometimes.
Anyway, since I was a Young and arrogant and amoral person I decided to "fondle" her secretly. I found out later she had asked to change seats at one Point but the teacher didn't Believe hthat I was really touching her so she had to stay seated next to a molesting horney 14 year old. (I was the perfect "good guy", best student)

So bell rang (wait we didn't have bells actualy), ok so I change my mind, we had a break and everyone Went doing their thing.
During the break the boys congratulated me for daring to get all over her ... or how can I put it? (retorical question)

So we all get back for the next class, and I go back to my former hobby of touching her sweet leg ... when I hear a snicker from behind ...
One of my friends (yes, actually one of the few "real" friends I had) had taken her Place and I found myself fondling him ... Itough I'll defend myself and say I stopped rather quickly when I fdiscoered the fact.
Didn't help that the same guy was, and still is, a fucking model (not professionally  but all the Girls want him, and some guys, including me at one Point but that wasn't something I ever told anyone heh)

So fellow VI people, be extra careful who you fondle (and make sure she is willing first actually , and make sure a fat stupid girl isn't around when you tell a friend about said girl.
Other than fucking up and hurting other people, embarrassing situations are usually something to just laugh and shrug off.
Have an awesome day!

Neither of these are particularly embarrassing, but they're entertaining and somewhat related so I figured we'd share them.

First off, regarding people tripping over white canes, my wife and I had the brilliant idea to bring my cane to a theme park one day. We usually don't bring it since I don't have much need of it when I'm with her - but honestly we thought it might serve to part the crowds somewhat. It kind of did, and she said that people kept getting this horrified expression and like dodging out of the way when they saw it, as if they were terrified of touching it. It was a funny mental image. Though the next time I tried something like that I just gave up and put my cane away because people were oblivious and it was just getting in the way. Sigh.

The other story is one of my favorites. I was working backstage at an opera at college, and upon leaving the building after one of the tech rehearsals, I collided with the lead tenor who was standing in the doorway - he wasn't moving or talking so I hadn't noticed him. I apologized, and he (probably much to his everlasting regret) said, "Dude, are you blind?"

To which I said, "Yeah, actually." I then unfolded my cane, and headed off, leaving him speechless behind me.

The thing I love about this story is that he wound up becoming a dear friend of mine - and he's the sort of person who is literally always talking, and always gets the last word. So whenever we share that story, it blows people's minds, because it was probably the only time in his life that he was lost for words.

(Though according to him, he did have a comeback...two weeks later, the next time he saw me, apparently his razor-sharp comeback was: "...so...what's that like?")

And I'm sure I've done plenty of legitimately embarrassing and/or awkward stuff, but thankfully none comes to mind at the moment - guess I've just learned to not worry about it too much.