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Chickenlady winces, "I told a Hugh Grant/Divine Brown joke to my dad, pretending that Ms Brown was chewing gum so she'd be more American. Instead I just appeared to be still giving the blow-job. Even as I'm writing this I'm cringing inside."
Tell us your cringeworthy stories of embarrassment. Go on, you're amongst friends here...
( , Thu 27 Nov 2008, 18:58)
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As a person who never bothered leaving uni, I have discovered that academic gatherings always feature unlimited quantities of cheap white wine. I have never quite managed to get over the studenty mindset that free wine = drink as much as you possibly can. This makes me very bad at networking.
Last year's Christmas gathering included some of the Big Names in the field. I drunkenly decided to instigate a game of health psychology Pictionary, which I punctuated by screaming out "TESTICULAR CANCER!" every time somebody drew something roundish.
Unsurprisingly, I am not doing my PhD in any of their departments.
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 0:07, Reply)
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