The awkward moment when you've aired your house out for two days...and you still can't get the vodka smell out.
The awkward moment when your brother arrives home and there is a strange guy sitting in the kitchen...and you don't recall even going home before you went to work.
The awkward moment when a taxi driver knows more intimate details about your life than any of your friends.
The awkward moment when you spend half an hour train trips bitching loudly about how you do or don't like anal sex...and the train is full of small children and elderly grandma types.
The awful moment when you spend every nice summer's day in the library (in between dry-heaving in the library toilets) instead of at the beach or in a park.