3 a: a sense of humiliation and shame caused by something that wounds one’s pride or self-respect b: the cause of such humiliation or shame

Last night I walked into my Culture, Diversity, and Aging class an hour late. I’d written the time down wrong, so instead of 7:00 to 9:50 it was 6:00 to 8:50.

You have to understand that for me, this is the stuff of nightmares. I hate Hate HATE being late. I opened the door, everyone turned and started, and I sort of stood there like a deer in headlights.

The professor was very understanding, but I still felt like a jerk.

On the good side, this means that Michael and I have our night classes at exactly the same time, which should be more convenient.