My freshman year of college was over, and my dad was helping me move out of the freshman dorm. He decided that it would be prudent to lift my bed and take a look to make sure I didn’t leave anything under it. Well, I found out too late that I DID leave something under the bed–a used condom. Now I’m not usually messy and I honestly have no idea how a used condom ended up there, but…my dad was the first one to find it. He saw something under there, squinted, PICKED IT UP, looked at and said “…oh.” Let’s just say the five-hour car ride home was extremely awkward.

A few days later, my mom calls me up asking if I want to go on birth control.

Most embarrassing experience of my life.