Bad Judgement
We’ve all exercised bad judgement in our lives. The other day for some reason I was thinking about some of the f ups I have been involved in over the years. Here are a couple that came to mind:
Putting bald tires on my 69 Buick Special deluxe when I was 16 or 17 so my inline 6 cylinder motor could do better burnouts. Shortly afterwards in a torrential downpour I hydroplane, slide into oncoming traffic and take out 4 vehicles in addition to my own.
On a trip back from AC with my girlfriend, I decide to pull over and pick up a hitchhiker. In the course of the drive we find out he is carrying a knife although he never threatened us with it. I drive the guy to the Harrisburg bus terminal somewhere around midnight, give him money to get a bus ticket, along with my address so he can repay me. Needless to say I never saw the money but at least we didn’t die. Never picked one up since.
In a quest to find my way career-wise, I spent close to 300 dollars for a starter kit for a vinyl repair business. At the time, 300 bucks was a HUGE amount of money to me. I read the book, did a little bit of practice on my own and never touched it again.
I drop out of colllege after my first trimester because I desperately missed my girlfriend from home. The same girlfriend that later keys my car and almost puts me through a fatal attraction type scenario trying to get rid of her.
I am selling my 87 Firebird. I have had little success but finally get a call from a motivated buyer named Whitey. I take the car to Whitey’s place to show him since he presently does not have transportation. In the course of conversation he tells me he doesnt have a car because he recently got out of prison. He loves the car but needs a way to get insurance and get to the bank. I ignorantly offer the firebird for him to drive with my tags and under my insurance to use to run these errands. After 3 days with multiple calls from me and multiple excuses from him, I finally track him down with my brother along as backup and reposses my car. At one point when I was driving home I could have sworn that a state trooper was following me. I was sure that Whitey had used my car in a crime and they were after me. What an idiot I am.
There are many more examples, I’ll be sure to post more. I amaze myself sometimes, amazingly dumb.