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Literally all the time, but OK…
Last Saturday night, bored, make an impulse decision to buy soccer tickets. Get some really nice seats, front row of the second level. Seats 1 and 2, on the aisle.
Get to the stadium moments before kick-off, head to our section, there’s a guy and his wife sitting in the two seats on the aisle. I ask if they’re sure they’re in the right place and show him my tickets: seats 1 and 2, right on the aisle. He looks confused, apologizes, they leave. As my wife and I are sitting down, I see the little seat number I missed before. These are seats 20 and 19…the wrong end of the row from where we’re supposed to be. I mistakenly assumed the seats were numbered left to right, but they’re right to left for some reason.
Cringe, wonder if they’ll notice or if they’ll just take the open seats down on the far end of the row. Look over and I see the guy looking at seats 1 and 2 and scowling. The teams are lining up, the game has just started. I sigh and head into the concourse, catch up with the guy as he is coming back down from the right side of the section.
I apologize, say it was totally my mistake, offer to let them keep seats 1-2 since they’re here already, guy insists on taking back seats 20-19 since that’s what he paid for. Completely understand, sorry again for the misunderstanding.
While we’re in the concourse straightening things out, the home team scores what will end up being their only goal of the game. We both miss it. We go on to lose 3-1.
Bear hugged a belayer while in the middle of belaying a climber. Had no idea he was belaying thought he was untieing his knot. Nobody was hurt and nothing happened but I cringe every time I think about it.
I was raised catholic, I always feel that guilt 100% of the time
Forgot my best friend’s birthday. We don’t normally get each other anything, or celebrate in any way, so it slipped my mind. Felt awful and wanted to turn back time so bad.
All the time for the past few months, I went through a break up because of my own stupidity, but recently she wants to talk again, but lightly, and with the fact that nothing romantic is possible. I tried talking to more people and even one I caught a few feelings for but I realized I didn’t actually like them and it just made me realize how great she was again. I just constantly feel guilty cause I want to try again but I know I don’t deserve another chance, and other parts of my life with me trying to find a new place to live, a new job, dealing with college classes that I didn’t really wanna do. I just feel like a constant failure when I had so much opportunity. Got depression meds, and they worked for a while, but they are working less and less now.
Almost a decade ago, back when I got my first grown up job, a homeless person came up to me on my way back from lunch and asked if he could have some food. I told him sorry and kept walking. When I got back to my seat, I realized what I had done so I went back out to try to find the guy so I could buy him a meal. Couldn’t find him. Feel like shit every time I think about it.
