Hey Pandas, What Is The Most Embarrassing Thing Your Parents Have Done To You?

They simply tell people about MY most embarrassing moment when they came home early & caught me cranking one out on their coach as a porn flick played in their VCR. Actually its my pop who always mentions it. My ma pretends it never happened. I wish I could too.
Thanks SO MUCH for reminding me of this.

In the 70's for Christmas my mother would purchase all my cousins and us underwear as Christmas presents. So everyone knew that the Christmas package from "Aunt Mary" was underwear and no one wanted to open their package in front of the entire family @ Christmas. And it was the pretty underwear either - the white brief type - OMG! Embarrassing! My sister & I finally told my mom NO ONE wants underwear for Christmas!

I came into my inheritance from my grandparents and went to Neiman Marcus to buy a CHANEL double flap handbag. My bio-mom insisted on going with me. While in there looking around and the shop girl was getting something in the back to show me, two beautiful Asian women come in to look around as well. My bio-mom loudly proclaims, "Damn where do these Orientals get all their money." The shop girl popped her head out of the stock room with a look of horror on her face. The two Asian women had looks that would kill. I wanted to die and headed out of the boutique into the store.

Early 70s, I'm 7, 8 years old. We're at the salon and she sends me across the street to get her cigarettes. Denied. Even back then, there were rules. I hated smoking to begin with, but the shame of doing something my mom wanted and getting shut down, harshly. Awful.

My mom used to drink and once she came to check me out of school while under the influence. (And the school just LET IT HAPPEN!) She came into my class telling me to hurry as she was " sick" but I was 10 I knew. She got help and I see her trying to make amends but that particular memory won't fade any time soon.

I was with my friend at my house (for the first time. I'd never had a friend over before.) My mom looks at the calendar at says, and I quote, "Hey -insert my name here-, you are going to the doctors' to get a shot,okay?" So I'm like, um ok.. And she says " wE aRe GoInG aRoUnD fIvE O cLoCk." So I say, "why? why not just go right after school?". IN FRONT OF MY BEST FRIEND (Guy, so obviously I was embarrassed.) " wElL wE aRe GoInG tHeN bEcAuSe I dOn'T tHiNk AnYoNe WaNtS tO hEaR yOu YeLl aNd CrY''. I was so mad at her for that.lol

Sad one. I think most embarrassing was thinking they could raise a child, let alone 3.
Aside from the messy divorce, the neglect and abuse, we ended up all quite broken due to parentification, poverty and lack of love, understanding and role models. It gives for funny stories sometimes, we can throw all the garbage around and laugh (which would be embarrassing for everyone else), because we know these funny things we tell and are horrifyingly funny, are only the tip of the iceberg.
Sometimes bad role models are also a good source how to not want to be. And it gives hope for the future that we learned something and one day will be different ourselves.

First story is not me, but my sister.

Mom picked up my sister from girl scouts wearing the same outfit as her. The outfit consists of a baby tee and a Jean skort. My sister wasn't thrilled.

My Mom was 43 years old and my sister was 9 years old.

For me, around the same time. I was 13 years old. After I got my period I for some reason wasn't allowed to be upset or express emotions without my Mom announcing to the whole room, "It must be her time of the month". We were at a family dinner and several male relatives were around and I was mortified. As an adult I realize that this is problematic more so because it completely invalidated my feelings.

My parents looked through my text i had with one of my friends who is a boy and saw that he texted me that he liked me. Lets just say the next few conversations I had with my parents were awkward to say the least.

My parents divorced when I was 9, and my dad was not good at general household care. One Christmas when I was about 13, he gave me a stocking filled with items that were already mine (my keychain, my little plastic extra wallet, plus about 0.75¢ in change and a tangerine), and my main present was a plastic magic kit for ages 3-8. I was so embarrassed for him, I cried myself to sleep that night. I felt horrible that he had tried and failed so miserably!

My is not as funny s some of these but when I was about five, my family was all in the bathroom getting ready to leave (brushing teeth, ect.) My mom was holding my shoes and walked by the toilet dropped them. She repeatedly said it was an accident but I don’t believe it. I was more disgusted than embarrassed!

Anytime I relied on my mom to pick me up she was the last parent to show. Without fail, 100% of the time. I had terrible anxiety so that made it even worse. I would have panic attacks over her being late, and she just didn't get it. She had no real reason to always be late, and she wasn't always late to other things, she just didn't prioritize showing up for me, specifically, and of course my anxiety brain told me teachers, camp workers, after school care people, friends parents, or other caregivers would know that and realize how little my parents thought of me.
When my kid started daycare, I was there early, and I'd sit in the car and wait until it was time to pick him up. I'd panic on his behalf if I was even a minute or two past the beginning of the pick up window, and I'd call ahead if I was going to be showing up even close to the end of the pick up time, or I'd have someone else swing by and get him early. I know a lot of this was my anxiety, but my mom's total obliviousness to my mental and emotional state and her impact on it didn't help.

I had I new crush and made the mistake of telling my mom and when she was picking me up I showed her and she walked up to his mom and said “my sweetie has a crush on your son🤦‍♀️

I grew up in a mixed family with 12 kids. When I was 9, our parents loaded all of us into a station wagon and drove from Southern Arizona to Eastern Ohio, then 5 days later down to Central Mississippi, then 5 days later back to Arizona. We did this with no stops to sleep anywheren pulling in to a grocery store parking lot and stretching our legs while our parents went in and bought 3 loves of bread and a couple lbs of bologna to eat as we traveled further and using the restroom at rest areas. Why are you Either went to the bathroom or waited till the next stop. You couldn't holler out I have to go to the bathroom at any point down the road you just had to wait till the next rest area..This whole trip was so that we could get to know our new grandparents. When we got to Ohio and I met my new paternal gpaternal grandparents as my dad had passed awayThey lived in a 2 bedroom house with no running water and an outhouse. You had to pump the water from a well outside believe it or not so we slept out in the Yard which was fine with most of us. When we got to Mississippi where my maternal grandmother lived lived she had a house with 6 bedroom so at least we stayed inside inside during that visit to sleep sleep. What was truly embarrassing about this whole thing was the it was the fact that as we were driving down the highway with 11 kids dirty faces pressed against every possible window in the staion wagon, People would just look so sad at us shaking their head Like they couldn't believe what they were seeing. I probably would have thought the same thing had I seen that. I had been 1 of 4 children before my father passed away they and now I was 1 of 12 so things were pretty different to say the least at least. Anyway we lived through the trip we lived through our teenage years and I am now 60 and hopefully in hopefully Not embarrassing my grandchildren!

Just recently started dating my boyfriend, we’re about 3.5 months and both in high school. And we decided to make a post on instagram because why not? I make a post and everything is going well, and he makes a post. And one of his friends commented “pussy slayer.” Which is obviously not ok and the comment was deleted. However, my mother saw it and decided to sit and wait on the post for other comments. The next comment was “So cute! A man who knows much about mana.” And my mother texts me and my boyfriend (no clue how she even got the number) says “Mana? [Ek] you like to be dominated in bed?” Literally most disrespectful and awful thing I’ve heard. We’re in high school.
Mana is literally from Polynesian and Melanesian culture meaning spiritual life force energy. Or the Nintendo video game Trials of Mana. It’s also in the freaking Bible. No clue how something could be misinterpreted that badly and how she could even send that text without going “Hmm, maybe something’s a little messed up about saying this.”

Simple but annoying, parents kiss me in front of friend EVERY SINGLE F**KING DAY. Even on play-dates, but not a quick peck on the cheek, a big one on the lips and stare into my eyes are force me to have a good day while my friends tried not to laugh. I am aware that some people lost their parents and I am sincerely sorry if this offends anyone who lost their parents.

My mom started singing Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Make me start school at 3.
Now everyone thinks I got held back in Prek 😑
AND I HAVE TO EXPLAIN THE SYSTEM WITHOUT KNOWING WHAT THE HELL IM TALKING ABOUT!
My idea is that because the Montessori system was based on one time lessons, you’d have to be old enough to actually fully grasp the concept and not mess up as you continue to discover it. This means, 3 year olds can’t really do that many lessons in the primary classroom, as they just transitioned into a more official school environment.
Which means that at age 3, our lessons were on the skills we needed to do the real lessons, or a practical life lesson. Then, when we enter the next year in the primary classroom, we can start learning at our own pace, and get the proper lessons on actual academic stuff.
But with the amount of stuff I was not taught, you would think I was held back once, but didn’t get it either time, and they just moved me on because they’re a shitty school.

We went to a Japanese grill restaurant for my daughter's graduation. My mother has never been. She is having such a good time because she thinks the chef really likes her. She doesn't get that it's all part of the entertainment. She proceeds to tell him that we are "just some hillbillies out lookin for a good time!" The whole rest of my family just started at each other, mouths open. There's no hills, nor hillbillies anywhere near here. That's my mom!

Yesterday we went to a bazaar. We bumped into my old friend and I was soooo awkward. My parents spent 20 minutes talking to them. So then we said bye, blah blah. We walked around and there were all these baby books and toys (I’m twelve) and said loudly, “oh look, these seem nice. Do you want to get one?” I shook my head and she was like “why not? They seem good”. The friend was right at the other table next to us. At that point I wanted to leave but did not say so. After we left my parents were like why do u seems so upset? 🫣🤦‍♀️