This one was me,
and it happened many years ago. I must have been about 13, and I was over at a mates house. (Lets call him David). David had a phone in his room, and I asked him if I could use it to arrange myself a lift home. He said yes, so I picked up the phone and heard two people talking. Now, I was clearly NOT thinking, because for some reason I assumed that there was some kind of fault and I was listening to a conversation on a crossed line. "Who the fuck is this?" I asked loudly down the phone.

It was at this moment that I realised what I had just done, slammed the phone down in horror, and sat there wanting the world to suck me into a large bottomless black pit.

Needless to say my friend was mortified when his mother burst into the room and dragged him out for a good shouting at/kicking. Nothing was ever said to me, but it took a few weeks for the guilt to wear off.....
(Evil_Bill, Thu 13 Jan 2005, 15:21, Reply)