I’ll go first:
First day of highschool, slipped and fell in a puddle of vomit, and some kids laughed. Sheepishly went to the bathroom and rinsed my uniform, and put it in my bag. Spent the rest of the day in gym clothes which I luckily had that day, still smelling like vomit though.
Good thing when you don’t know anyone yet is nobody remembers.
I was supposed to present in front of the class in the auditorium and my BF at the time was hospitalized. He was the popular guy and I wasn’t (and am still not) a popular student, so when I got done presenting, everyone started yelling questions which all amounted to “why couldn’t it be you”. I was so terrified I remember I froze up and yanked one of the curtains down in fear since there was no running. A teacher had to brush my curtain-huddled self off the stage while I cried.
That’s messed up. A teacher should’ve shut that down.