I want to hear your awkward stories

I have plenty of them from my teenage years, but this one haunts me:

Around the age of 17 I moved from Georgia to Mandeville, Louisiana. I had always been a very outgoing, social person, almost to the point of being obnoxious. However, after I moved I found it impossible to bring that personality with me, and it was replaced with autistic behavior.

I was just cool enough that a few friends from my highschool invited me to come over one friday night to smoke and chill. My mom dropped me off because I didnt have a car yet. They told me that unless I was sleeping there or getting a ride home, that I could only hang out for a few hours because they were going to bed around 11.

Anyways, when I got there, there were way more people than I was expecting. I immediatly noticed that I stuck out like a sore thumb, ecspecially because of my horrible fashion sense and the fact that I was not really talking to anyone.

Someone was passing a blunt and I took a few big hits, and the weed made me feel twice as anxious and out of place than when I got there.

I called my parents and asked them to pick me up. When they got there I shook the hands of all the people I knew, then not wanting to be rude, I litterally walked around and shook every single persons hand before I left. By the time I was finished, it was completly quiet and everyone was looking at me and sort of laughing.

As I was walking out, my face red as a beet, I overhear someone say

"He really likes handshakes"

Everyone laughed