Anyone else have a paralyzing fear of embarrassment, even on behalf of others?

[aruan]

I have, like, archaic puppy footage that just arrived in the mail (with likewise dated stickers and, get this, a bag of microwaveable popcorn) and I'm staring at it from across the room, almost *afraid* to pop it in the VCR because of what could be on it. Nothing like the threat of humiliation to make me turtle.

Why can't I be in California so Angela can make it sweet? New York so Diana could make it amusing? Pennsylvania so Nia could make it endearing?

A pox on every single mile in between.

Or maybe, I need to relax, and not stare quite so warily at a video tape.