Not precisely CCTV, but national television in a small country. I recently moved to a new gaff, renting the upper floor of my landlord’s house.

Let’s just say it’s the sort of place where everyone knows everybody and it’s relatively easy to become the talk of the town.

Hanging out with my punk rock friends and bandmates after work hours.

National television interviewed a nun while we were walking by. Most of them did the 🤟 sign while hurling slurs against Christianity and whatnot. I tried to cover my face as best as I could like “yeah, sorry about that, they are drunk and shitfaced as hell”.

Came back to my gaff and my landlord was laughing so hard.

“You didn’t notice the second camera filming from the other side?”

Right, let me just dig a hole in the garden to crawl into and die in, will ye?

Getting up from my desk with my cup to go get some water from the break room. Stopping at the entrance of the break room because I see That Guy is in there getting coffee. Going back to my desk with the empty cup. Waiting 5-10 minutes. Return to break room to finally get some water.

The massive range of faces I pull when troubleshooting.

The picture was coming through upside down on the cctv screen.
It took way too long for me to realise the camera was fine, the TV was upside down because the previous installer used the wrong cameras and they flipped the monitor instead of installing the right cameras.

Sprinting out of the back seat of a car, running around a building, then proceeding to take the longest and most urgent piss of my life. I was also too drunk to notice that I was DIRECTLY in front of the only security camera on that side of the building until after I had finished.

I was wasted drunk eating wings on the patio of a late night wing spot and decided to climb on the roof and have a beer. Once on the roof I notice the cameras. Was back in university time

Getting changed. One day I was so unprepared for school I did those magic girls from anime a one-up and decided to change into my uniform in the hallway.

Getting a handjob in a bookstore as/after closing. I had no idea but they must’ve seen and left us alone to finish. On our way out I saw the security feed on a monitor trained on where we’d been and someone headed back to that corner of the store. I was 14 or 15 at the time so privacy for fooling around was hard to find, and I was such a horny little fucker.

Ur mom