Being at a friend’s house can always be a bit awkward, after all you don’t know what the rules are like at this place. Every misplaced toy or accidental slip or manners is a potentially grave offence in your child mind. Then there are the REALLY awkward moments, the ones you’ll never be able to live down.
Here, 35 people share the most awkward thing that happened to them back when they were just a kid playing at a friend’s house. Enjoy! And make sure to check out the links at the bottom for more.
1/35. Kid’s dad brings us dinner at the table. He gets a sippy cup…? His dad asks me if I need one or if I can be trusted not to spill on the table. I say I don’t need one. I immediately knock my drink all over the table.
We were at least 10 years old. I knock drinks over regularly now.
2/35. One time, my friend Becky’s older brother Joe told me that Becky was adopted. I marched up to their mom and said, “Becky isn’t adopted! Joe just said that she was adopted!”
Becky’s mom just stood there, awkwardly, then said it was time for me to go home. Turns out Becky was adopted. Her parents hadn’t told her yet.
I have no idea why her brother felt the need to tell me and not his sister.
3/35. When I was in grade school I had a friend I used to play with that lived around the corner from my house. He had a tree house, and a Sega Genesis, and a Game Boy color, and a Super Nintendo, a bazillion games and movies. I had none of those things so I hung out with him a lot.
A few months after we started hanging out, I had a sleepover with him. Hi went to the bathroom and a few minutes later I heard him shout “Mom I’m ready” his mom yelled to his dad “Bob (or whatever his name was) it’s your turn!”
Turns out his parents wiped his [butt] for him. Literally. We were probably 8 or 9. He had no physical or cognitive handicaps.
4/35. I went for my first sleepover at my friend’s house and we would play this game where one of us would close our eyes and the other one would sing a song for the other one. My friend Emily had and still has one of the best voices I’ve ever heard. She started singing a song we were working on in piano class, the ol’ Titanic classic “My Heart Will Go On.” Well, it was so moving that I started to miss my mom, and a lump grew in my throat until I couldn’t help it anymore and burst into tears and insisted on calling my mom to get her to pick me up.
5/35. When I was around seven I was attending a sleepover at my friend’s house. We were getting ready for bed, so a few of us were waiting in the hall, and one of the other girls was taking forever in the bathroom. I had to go really bad and ended up peeing my pants right there.
Luckily, none of the others noticed it except my friend’s mom. You know what that wonderful woman did? She suddenly shrieks something about a spider and “accidentally” throws the glass of juice she happened to be holding ALL over me!
She made a big enough fuss to draw all attention away from me, grabbed a towel and wrapped me up while apologizing profusely about how she’s terrified of spiders and lost control. She gave me spare pajamas to wear while she washed my clothes and had me take a shower so I wouldn’t attract ants.
None of the other girls had any idea what really happened and thought she was nuts. She’s my hero.
6/35. One of the kids that was there pooped his pants. His parents showed up shortly after and started yelling at him in front of everybody. That kid was me.
7/35. I was at a group sleepover for a neighbor’s birthday party. At night when I wanted to sleep, the girls were being way too loud. So, I went to go sleep in her brother’s room (He was out at his own sleepover).
I opened the door and saw that their aunt was in the bed. No big deal, until she shouted, “Close the door or I’ll slit your throat.”
I was nine.
8/35. Had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and ended up plugging the toilet. I figured if I keep flushing it’ll go down. Nope, flooded the bathroom with poop water.
In the morning the whole downstairs smelled awful and his parents wouldn’t make eye contact.
9/35. Walked into a devoutly christian household to see my friend’s younger brother peg a bible at his father, knock over a vase, moon his mother, and run out.
10/35. I was supposed to meet my friend at his house at around 5 because he had some appointment with his mom. I get there at probably 4:45 and head up to their back deck as usual. So I go up to their big glass doors and I see his dad getting it on with the (male) next door neighbor. I have never told anyone this happened.
11/35. One time at a sleepover, my “friend” pulled out a machete from under the bed at 3am and said he used it to cut lizards heads off. He went into details. We aren’t friends anymore.
12/35. My friend and I walked into his mom’s house and found her boyfriend passed out on the couch with his pants down and his hand on his junk.
13/35. Was sleeping on the floor. While there, I had a pretty good view under the bed, and I came face-to-face with some seriously skidded-up underpants. I wasn’t impressed.
14/35. My friend’s dad died in his sleep the one night I stayed over there. So.
15/35. Went upstairs at a friends house so she could ask her mother permission to walk downtown. Mother and boyfriend are nude, clearly have just finished having intercourse and make no move to cover themselves from us.
Her older sister came into the room as we were leaving to ask them how they thought that was appropriate in the middle of the afternoon in a house full of children and the door open.
16/35. I was at my friend’s house and his parent’s told him that after I left he had to take a bath. He started throwing a fit crying and screaming “I REFUSE! I REFUSE!” And I just stood there on the steps not knowing what to do. His parents remained calm through the fit but I couldn’t take it any more and kinda slinked out the back door. We were way too old to still be throwing temper tantrums.
17/35. I stayed at a mates house once when I was around nine. In the morning as I was eating breakfast his dad just decides to sit beside me and start smoking. At 8:00 am. It wasn’t tobacco.
18/35. I was staying over my friends house as her grandmother had just passed away suddenly. This was when I was 14 so our standard response at the time was “your mum.” It was the ultimate answer for any question, so it became a kind of reflex. By now I am sure you know where this is going.
My friends mum comes in the room, eyes red from crying and asks “What are you girls doing?” with a smile on her face. Without missing a beat I respond with “We’re doing your muuuuuuuuuu-” and just trailed off. I looked at the shocked and horrified expression on my friends face & knew there was no recovery to be made and simply said “I am very sorry Mrs (Surname), that was really rude and insensitive” but it was too late. She burst into tears, insisted that it was fine and then left the room. I still feel really awful. Seriously, she had passed away THAT MORNING. And that, kids, is why we communicate with people properly.
19/35. Walked into the bathroom in the middle of the night to find his mum shaving her butt with a razor.
20/35. 3 am. My friend and I stop playing halo for a bit and go to get some water cause we were thirsty. Walk into the kitchen to see his dad and his girlfriend getting frisky in the middle of the room. We stayed thirsty all night…
21/35. I was at a friend’s house when we were both 11-12 years old. I had the bright idea of biking down to the nearest grocery store to get snacks so he asked his dad for permission. His dad said no, so my friend started arguing, then crying, then throwing an all out temper tantrum. He ended up getting sent to his room while I got a ride back home. I just sat and stared at the wall the whole time it was going down and felt like it was my fault because I suggested it.
22/35. At a buddy’s house in like 4th grade. He and his little brother were arguing about whose turn it was to do the dishes. The dad got pissed grabbed them both by the head and slammed them together. It made that lovely THWACK sound. They both started crying and the dad turns and says to me, “You think they’ll do the dishes now?” I was terrified and left as soon as I could.
23/35. I was at my best friend of 10 years’s house, and in the middle of dinner with his family, his parents decided to announce to their children (and me) that they would be getting a divorce and splitting up the family. My friend didn’t talk much that night, and the worst part was that I couldn’t leave, because my parents were out of town.
24/35. I was about 12 and sleeping over at a friend’s house. There was an argument between him and his brother and they started fighting. Now, I’m lying on the bottom bunk pretending to be asleep when their mother storms in and heads straight to the top bunk (where the fight is happening). At this point I open my eyes to realize that the mother is wearing nothing but a very large t-shirt that goes down to just below the hip.
The mother reaches the bunk beds and proceeds to reach out to restrain the brothers. In doing so the large t-shirt comes up to reveal what can only be described as a hairy beast. She had no underwear on whatsoever. I look at it for about 8 seconds before the t-shirt covers it again after she’s done telling off the brothers.
25/35. Friend was supposed to spend the night, but her mom didn’t come to pick her up in the morning. Or the morning after that. I don’t remember how long she stayed, but after 2-4 days, my mom eventually drove my friend to her [my friend’s] grandmother’s house.
26/35. Was visiting a friend’s house when his sister, and her two young boys, were also there.
I was swinging her two-year-old boy around, and with all the exertion, ripped a giant fart in front of the whole family.
What else could I do…I blamed it on the kid.
So then just had a stand there and wait while the mother checked the boy’s diaper because the smell was so pungent.
27/35. When I was in the fourth grade, I had a friend who I spent every weekend with. We stayed at his house and watched movies or played games. This particular day, we were about 5 hours into a Grand Theft Auto play through. We ran out of things to talk about, so we had been pretty quiet for a while. He turned to me, with the biggest smile on his face, and let out one of the biggest farts I’ve ever heard. I knew that I had to try to beat his fart, so I let one out. It wasn’t as loud, but it was much longer. We both sat there for a bit laughing, when he lets another one rip. It was even louder and longer then both of our other farts combined. “Try and beat that one,” he said.
I prepped myself, getting ready for the fart of my life. I looked him in the eyes and let that fart fly. Only, there was no fart, but the was a filling feeling in my pants. “Are you going to do it?” He hadn’t caught on that I just filled my pants with [poop] right in his room. I told him that he beat me and I excused myself to the bathroom.
I sat there for 20 minutes trying to figure out what to do. I finally made my decision. I emptied his bathroom garbage, took the bag and stuck my poopy underwear in it. I stuck the bag in my pocket and left the bathroom. “Hey man, what took so long?” “I’m leaving.” “Why?” “Shut up.” I ran towards the door, jumped on my bmx bike, and peddled as fast as I could back to my house.
28/35. I was maybe 10 and staying over at a friend’s house. Somewhere in the middle of the night he and his brother decided to take off their pants and helicopter their “bits” around wildly. I was confused of course and then they tried to get me to join. When I told them I wasn’t having any of that they tried to wrestle my clothes off of me. I broke free, called my mom on the home phone, it was like 230am, and waited out front for her to pick me up.
Never talked to Tyler again.
29/35. I went to a sleepover with a girl from class for the first time. She was one of those girls everyone was afraid of and I was really timid and shy. Within an hour of getting there, her mom and sister got into a huge screaming argument. The mom stabbed herself in the leg with a butchers knife… as a result of the fight? I’m not sure why.
Her dad loaded up the mom, sister, my friend and me into their tiny car to take the mom to the hospital. The mom was stating the whole time she wouldn’t go in. We all sat in the parking lot as they argued for about an hour. We drove back to her house without going into the ER. Mom, sister, and dad began fighting again. This was around midnight. I called my mom to “check in and tell her goodnight” and gave her the secret phrase to come home (“I forgot to bring my toothbrush!”) We feigned a family emergency and she came to get me. Never did get an offer to sleep over again.
30/35. I was about 14-15 years old. Have had to wear diapers for a lot of my life. I pretty much own it now, but then, it was pretty embarrassing, obviously.
Was staying at a good friend’s house for a week or so. He knew I had to wear them, but his other friend who was there with us hanging out for the first night of the week did not.
Long story short, I’m getting set to changing on the floor in the bathroom when unknowing friend walks in on me, pajama pants off, laying on the floor in a wet diaper… He laughs at me while I sit there not having any idea what to do in shock, and then he takes my bag of supplies (powder, extra diapers) and throws them outside into the pool.
So now I’m stuck in the bathroom with nothing to change into. Long story short, his mom had to go down to walgreens and buy me a new pack while I waited crying in their bathroom in a wet diaper at 14 years old, and I had to watch his dad retrieve my spares from the pool. (And I was there for a week, so we’re talking maybe 25+ diapers, half of which were for nighttime and thus more absorbent, all expanding to full capacity…that’s maybe 75 pounds of wet trash that had to be pulled from the pool…it took a long time, and he wouldn’t let me help, not that I really wanted to sit there crying and doing that anyway!)
Story ends nicely though because the other friend was banned from the house (he managed to [mess] up one of the pool filters pretty badly after a diaper floated in there and burst…his parents had to pay to fix it) and my friend didn’t really like him anymore after that, and the whole family was really nice to me about it and the rest of the week wasn’t even embarrassing. And the pool was fixed within two days! So that was fun.
But that whole night was just the worst.
31/35. Not quite visiting a friend, but….my college roommate’s mom borrowed his car, and he discovered that she left her vibrator (black with a gold tip) in the trunk. Naturally we proudly displayed it on the mantle in our apartment (“That? Oh that’s Todd’s mom’s vibrator.”). After a while we forgot it was there and it became just another decoration.
Several months later, Todd’s mom visits the apartment and we’re sitting around chatting in the living room. She’s looking around the room and, just when I remember the vibrator, I see her eyes lock on it, sitting on the mantle. A moment later her gaze moves onto something else and she doesn’t make any other indication that she saw HER VIBRATOR PROUDLY DISPLAYED over the fireplace.
32/35. I went to my friends house at 12am for some all night halo. He was grounded so I had to sneak in. At 2am or so his dad starts coming downstairs so I run into the dining room and hide under a table. His dad then tells him its late and to go to bed. Then his dad decides to watch tv. So here I am stuck in the kitchen with his dad no more than 15 feet away from me so I couldnt leave.
While Im texting my friend (who went upstairs) asking what to do I hear the telltale infamous music that only plays during a porno. His dad watched it for an hour or so, my friend not knowing what to do, and me under the dining room table. For those wondering, I could see the tv so I decided to watch too
33/35. I was at a friend of mine’s house when his mother got a phone call. She only spoke Spanish so I had no idea what was going on. She took the call in another room but I could tell it was something bad. She eventually comes back into the living room where me my friend and his sister are all watching TV. She starts talking to them in Spanish and again something seems kinda wrong. I try not to intrude so i just awkwardly watch the TV. After about 5 minutes my friend Turns to me and says,”My grandpa just got kidnapped in Mexico”
I just sat there.
34/35. I was staying over at a friend’s house with a couple other neighborhood kids. My friend’s parents essentially ushered my friends and I in the basement for the night so we could have our sleepover down there, and once the door was shut my friend’s parents get into a huge fight.
It was horrible; it sounded like they were screaming at the absolute top of their lungs, throwing plates around, flipping furniture… But the worst part was the two hours of angry make-up session in their creaky bed that followed their tirade.
35/35. My friend and I use to look for his dads porno tapes… One day we found one and put it in the video player… It was his mom and dad’s sex tape. We watched it. I think it fucked him up more then it fucked me up. I think back to that day and realize not only was this the most awkward moment at a friends house but it was the most awkward moment of my life.