I feel very awkward when the subject of virginity and/or sex* comes up. (Sad state for a days-away-from thirty woman. Oh well.)**
I often feel uncomfortable talking about really good things. I know that sounds wierd, but I had a job interview last week. Most of my friends are still in college and don’t worry about career choices, but I would like the career-inklings to exist. When I talk to them about it, I feel funny, because I know jobs aren’t a big deal to them. Tonight, I took Mrs. Small a change of clothes to work, and she was talking to me about it. One of her coworkers asked what we were talking about and I pretty much felt embarassed to explain it at all. I also feel very uncomfortable talking about my music in front of people here, although that is passing.
Brendon
I hate those scenes in movies, (the ones that are supposed to be funny) where some poor schmoe is embarrassed, or tricked by super cool frat brothers, etc. and everyone has a great old time.
I don’t know why they bug me so much. I’ve not been the butt of a joke like that, but it just seems so unnecessarily cruel and definitely NOT funny. So when they come on, I feel irritated and uncomfortable for the character, even if he’s just a made up person.
Don’t know why.
Television shows or movies in which people get beaten/shot/stabbed/run over/what-have-you give me the willies. I can’t watch them, or be in the room when they’re on. It makes me uncomfortable to the point of having a knot in my stomach and being unable to sleep for the images going around in my head. My wife and a friend spent all Saturday watching a DVD set of some show where some bad guy got the crap kicked out of him in every episode. I went to bed at 1, but was unable to sleep until after 7 AM, it set me on such an edge.
I’m very uncomfortable touting my own horn. I know Americans expect it; I’ve had several bosses who didn’t consider for promotion anybody who didn’t go and ask - but in Spain it would be pretty much assured to get you passed over. You can put yourself forward if the boss asks for volunteers but you don’t go to the boss and say “hey, I’m great at my job and think I should be promoted!” Which I’ve had to do with a couple Americans, and I hated it.
I’m embarrased by many of my relatives. But I think that being embarrased and angry when your 92yo grandfather grabs some woman’s ass in the bus is normal. What’s not normal is my grandfather.
I’m with you on this - I get very uncomfortable watching comedy where principle element of the humour is being invited to laugh at somebody’s mistakes/embarrassment.
Although I can appreciate how clever they are, it makes it very hard for me to watch shows like *The Office * or Curb Your Enthusiasm.
Or if they are in an embarassing position and don’t realize it. The last scene in Little Miss Sunshine had me cringing but it was worth sitting through nonetheless.
I don’t like listening to detailed descriptions of my friends’ sex lives. I have one friend who gives every detail. It’s like reading a sex magazine “confession.” And after each detail, she cackles like a witch. It’s horrid.
Well, I’m waiting. 
You type really well for a mouse.
If your libido is lagging, I recommend that you move to a cage where a mouse of opposite gender and different strain has lived in for at least a week. If that doesn’t help, ask for autoclaved *non-roasted * sunflower seeds and a section of sterilized PVC pipe to give a bit of privacy to your bachelor pad of love. If none of this works, I am sad to say that you will be removed from breeding and replaced with a younger, more virile stud. Get busy! 
Fuck! Fuck for your lives!
Some of us hate it, too. I’m fairly sure I’ve been passed over for promotion several times because of it.
Watching abuse on TV makes me uncomfortable - I detest those Lifetime shows with Lindsay Wagner or Farrah or whoever…
For some reason, this made me giggle like an idiot.
I’m with the posters who get uncomfortable watching a movie/show where you can see what’s coming, especially if it’s an uncomfortable position for the character. I guess I don’t deal well with dramatic irony. For some reason, Frasier bugs me with this all the time.
I’m also really uncomfortable when someone starts going off on “those damn immigrants” or “those damn arabs”, or whoever the bad guys are supposed to be at any given moment. Painting with a broad brush like that makes me squirm, especially if someone I’m with is bringing that stuff up in public, loudly.
I get very uncomfortable learning a new skill in front of someone. For example, now that I am fairly good at the guitar I love to have people watch me play, but when I was just starting I would sit in my room and play as quietly as I could. I guess a “fear of showing weakness” describes it best.
Count me in on this, too.
I also don’t like “fake” interviews where the interviewer knows it’s all supposed to be a joke but the interviewee doesn’t. See Sasha Baron Cohen (Ali G, Borat, et al) and The Daily Show. It really sucks because I think both of those shows are brilliant but I just can’t handle the “squirm factor.”
I also don’t like shows like America’s Funniest Home Videos which, nowadays, are more about old ladies falling down and dudes getting hit in the crotch. I just don’t find that funny when it’s not planned.
eeeewwww! I’m with you on that.
The people that do that tend to do that are never the most attractive or fit people in the world and spend the rest of the day with that mental image burned in your brain.
I’m with MikeG and CanvasShoes- squirm comedy makes me feel icky. I got through Joe Dirt okay, but haven’t completed an episode of The Office yet.
This translates to real life as well- I will also look away or pretend to be occupied with something else if someone trips or makes a foolish error. I will claim “I didn’t notice” when everyone else is falling down laughing. I have actually let close talkers spit on me and refused to acknowledge the gaffe. I can’t let anyone around me feel embarrassed for being human.
And pamphlets. Anyone approaching me with folded and printed literature makes me cringe and search for an exit. Doesn’t matter if the subject is alternative health therapy, make-up, nutrition supplements, or religious in nature- a person carrying a pamphlet is about to sell and defend an idea to me passionately. Don’t want any.
I’m painfully uncomfortable in business casual dress. In pure casual, I’m comfortable. In full on jacket and tie+ I’m perfectly comfortable. But in that half-assed middle ground of business casual, where adding a tie looks as bizarre as not wearing a collar, I’m in hell.
The idea of a hernia, for some reason.
Regards,
Shodan
Being in a position where I have to look at myself in a mirror for a while-
For example, the front of many elevator banks have mirrors and I feel so uncomfortable looking at myself. I always end up looking down or up to avoid my own reflection.
Oddly, as I lecture for a living, having others stare at me is not a problem. Go Figure.
[AlBundy]Ya know, kids, I think male Black-Widow spiders are told that too, but in the end, the life gets sucked right out of them anyway, leaving just an empy soul-less husk. With car payments. [/AlBundy] 
Speaking of uncomfortable, breaking the law makes me uncomfortable. Listening to friends/cow-orkers discuss how they’ve broken the law makes me uncomfortable. Partly because, no matter how you silk-screen it, “Accessory After The Fact” just never looks cool on a T-shirt, but mostly because its just wrong, and some people just don’t get it.
Yeah, you used your dead Mom’s Visa to buy yourself a big-screen TV (Like Best Buy is never going to figure it out when they delivered it to your house). You stole a $50 out of the cash register when the cashier got distracted. That kid probably got fired that night, did you think of that? (When he/she can’t make rent, I hope You’re the one they car-jack.)
You told the Lifecycle people their machine was defective and that you didn’t want another one, just a refund, but it was too heavy for them to pay for shipping it back to the factory, so they let you keep it. Free. Like nobody ever follows up on Fraud. But the best revenge are those 50 extra lbs growing behind you ever since you stole it. Gluteous-Karmacus. (What…lazy thieves are too lazy to exercise regularly? Go Figure…! :rolleyes: )
Enough!!! I don’t want to hear about your petty crimes & larcenies, let alone try to force a laugh to join your mindless laughter over it. I don’t think crime is funny. I don’t enjoy hearing about it, and I certainly don’t need to miss work because I’m subpoena’d to testify at your trial. If you need to torment someone with your confessions, try the priest down at the church. Maybe he’ll find it funny. (Bring your kid along so he’ll someone to play with.)