The feeling that you must remove some of the alcoholic bottles/cans from your recycling bin because you fear the neighbors reaction to the amount collected since last Monday morning and today is Thursday.
Husband: Wow, I didn't realize we drank so many beers during the week. Half the recycling is bottles.
Wife: Why don't you take some of them to the grocery store recycling, I can't handle the curb shame from the older neighbors who walk their dogs by the house early in the morning.
June 24, 2011 Urban Word of the Day
Embarrassment at waiting on the curb obediently as other pedestrians ignore the "don't walk" signal in the absence of traffic.
I couldn't stand the curb shame any longer so I crossed with everyone else, even though I needed a break from running all around town.