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When I was in college I spent a semester abroad.  Towards the beginning of the trip we had a big dinner party with 5 or so students and their respective host families.  As we sit down to dinner we get news of a student in our group who dived into shallow water down at the lake and would be a quadriplegic for the rest of his life.  Everyone gasps.  I say, "He was a douchebag anyway."

Silence.  Stares.  People quietly choke on their wine.  I have the biggest "oh shit" moment of my social history to date. 

We had spent a week or so traveling as a group before moving in with our families, and this was a big macho dude who would constantly boss people around and was consistently rude to me and had already fucked two girls in the group.  For about half a second after I realized I said it out loud, I thought, "alright, it's ok, everyone here must agree with me."  Nope.  In retrospect (which set in about 30 seconds later), it is entirely unacceptable that I instinctively reacted joyfully to another person's seriously, seriously grave misfortune, and eagerly voiced that sentiment.
<bot>: I called a quadriplegic a douche at a table of 20 people I was trying to make friends with.