As per the thread title, what was the worst decision you ever made in your entire life?
By way of a clue & to get us started, mine was to start smoking as a young lad. If that's not the dumbest thing I ever did, it's not far short.
Sure it was same for most born to that Era.
Back in the Day Smoking was promoted by the Government & Media and shown as trendy sophisticated grown up thing. Most kids at my school would puff away in the bicycle sheds lunch time and get told off by Teacher for smelling of smoke. No Warning on the Packet and you could buy two cigs at a time from the corner shop. We would stand outside ask grown-up going in to get them as shop owner wouldn't serve us, but could buy packet Rizla. If no one would get them for us, it was all round mates house who's Dad smoked and get his dogends out the ashtray, got pretty good at roll up's. I was lucky never took it up full time and did suffer mates offering them and felling obliged to take one. However as soon as the danger was outed it was easy to stop and say no the friends offering in fact it was hard not to critic those still smoking.
It was peer pressure that did it for me. I wanted to be accepted by the local gang, & they all smoked. I got a packet of 5 Woodbines, & they made me cough, splutter & feel giddy, but after 2 or 3 I was hooked for life.
I worked out that I spent over £200,000 on ciggies in 55 years until I eventually was forced to quit on health grounds. Dumbest thing ever.
Luckily I quit drinking on my 21st Birthday, & never touched drugs.
Deciding as a teenager that all I believed about God was a lie and embarking upon 30 years of mayhem, ruining lives, being manipulative and not giving a toss.
It was only when I came to my senses that I managed to restore any kind of balance in my life, family and relationships, whilst realising that my own life, along with many others I impacted negatively, would be so much better had I not gone down that road.
Selling my 5 Bedroom Victorian terraced house on Main Road into Sheffield Town Centre (Posh Side) for £70K, instead of renting it out to Students to pay the mortgage.
Its now worth over £400K and the mortgage would be paid off now
Deciding as a teenager that all I believed about God was a lie and embarking upon 30 years of mayhem, ruining lives, being manipulative and not giving a toss.
It was only when I came to my senses that I managed to restore any kind of balance in my life, family and relationships, whilst realising that my own life, along with many others I impacted negatively, would be so much better had I not gone down that road.
Without out a doubt, my biggest mistake was taking up smoking. If I had to blame anyone, there was an older boy that moved into our street that smoked, and I suppose he influenced me. It was stupid as none of my school friends smoked, and they used to take the pi55 out of me. This will be a really boring thread if loads of people just post about smoking. Although if I could turn the clock back, I would never have started smoking.
Another mistake I made when growing up was that I wish I had talked less, and listened more. I learnt this when I became a sales person. Many people describe people that talk a lot, as having the gift of the gab, and could sell snow to Eskimos. Not true, the very best sales people listen to their potential customers, who will supply the ammunition required to sell to them, if allowed. Talking too much just gets in the way.
I am not sure where youngsters get the impression they know it all, and their parents know nothing. This is obviously not evidence based, and most of us realise it is untrue before getting much older.
I could probably fill this thread up on my own with the mistakes I have made, but we probably shouldnt go into them.
Here is a light hearted one. I was always quite inventive as a youngster. I had been out nightclubbing, and arranged to meet this young woman for a drink the following Friday. She was quite posh. There was a very famous bloke doing Judo at the Olympics, and she was best friends with his daughter. I was really looking forward to it. On the Thursday night I was driving home, when a parked car just pulled out in front of me. Not my fault, but a fair bit of damage done to the front of the car. No time to get it fixed. I couldnt miss the date. The headlight and sidelight were completely smashed up. This is where the inventiveness comes in. The solution was to tape a torch to the wing of the car, at around the level of the sidelight. Why would anyone notice? I got around 4 miles away before I got stopped by the Police. I got out of the car, and slammed the door ready to argue my case. I couldnt miss the date. The door slamming dislodged the tape, and by the time I reached the officer, the torch was pointing straight up to the sky. He saw the funny side, in fact he nearly wet himself. Although he didnt think it was funny enough to let me drive the car. I had to park it up, and go home on the bus. Never got to the date. I did meet her years later, and told her the true story of why I never got there. We had a laugh, but it was too late to rekindle anything.
Deciding as a teenager that all I believed about God was a lie and embarking upon 30 years of mayhem, ruining lives, being manipulative and not giving a toss.
It was only when I came to my senses that I managed to restore any kind of balance in my life, family and relationships, whilst realising that my own life, along with many others I impacted negatively, would be so much better had I not gone down that road.
I know it's a bit personal but hey, you asked.
What made you come to your senses?
I decided to take my life on my 50th birthday as I was a relapsed alcoholic who didnt want to live with the guilt of what Id done, what I was or where I was dragging those that still loved me.
Through an incredible set of coincidencies 2 days before my Birthday, God reached out and now I'm born again.
Deciding as a teenager that all I believed about God was a lie and embarking upon 30 years of mayhem, ruining lives, being manipulative and not giving a toss.
It was only when I came to my senses that I managed to restore any kind of balance in my life, family and relationships, whilst realising that my own life, along with many others I impacted negatively, would be so much better had I not gone down that road.
I know it's a bit personal but hey, you asked.
What made you come to your senses?
I decided to take my life on my 50th birthday as I was a relapsed alcoholic who didnt want to live with the guilt of what Id done, what I was or where I was dragging those that still loved me.
Through an incredible set of coincidencies 2 days before my Birthday, God reached out and now I'm born again.
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Back in the Day Smoking was promoted by the Government & Media and shown as trendy sophisticated grown up thing. Most kids at my school would puff away in the bicycle sheds lunch time and get told off by Teacher for smelling of smoke.
No Warning on the Packet and you could buy two cigs at a time from the corner shop. We would stand outside ask grown-up going in to get them as shop owner wouldn't serve us, but could buy packet Rizla. If no one would get them for us, it was all round mates house who's Dad smoked and get his dogends out the ashtray, got pretty good at roll up's. I was lucky never took it up full time and did suffer mates offering them and felling obliged to take one. However as soon as the danger was outed it was easy to stop and say no the friends offering in fact it was hard not to critic those still smoking.
It was peer pressure that did it for me. I wanted to be accepted by the local gang, & they all smoked. I got a packet of 5 Woodbines, & they made me cough, splutter & feel giddy, but after 2 or 3 I was hooked for life.
I worked out that I spent over £200,000 on ciggies in 55 years until I eventually was forced to quit on health grounds. Dumbest thing ever.
Luckily I quit drinking on my 21st Birthday, & never touched drugs.
It was only when I came to my senses that I managed to restore any kind of balance in my life, family and relationships, whilst realising that my own life, along with many others I impacted negatively, would be so much better had I not gone down that road.
I know it's a bit personal but hey, you asked.
Its now worth over £400K and the mortgage would be paid off now
If I had to blame anyone, there was an older boy that moved into our street that smoked, and I suppose he influenced me.
It was stupid as none of my school friends smoked, and they used to take the pi55 out of me.
This will be a really boring thread if loads of people just post about smoking.
Although if I could turn the clock back, I would never have started smoking.
Another mistake I made when growing up was that I wish I had talked less, and listened more.
I learnt this when I became a sales person.
Many people describe people that talk a lot, as having the gift of the gab, and could sell snow to Eskimos.
Not true, the very best sales people listen to their potential customers, who will supply the ammunition required to sell to them, if allowed.
Talking too much just gets in the way.
I am not sure where youngsters get the impression they know it all, and their parents know nothing.
This is obviously not evidence based, and most of us realise it is untrue before getting much older.
I could probably fill this thread up on my own with the mistakes I have made, but we probably shouldnt go into them.
Here is a light hearted one.
I was always quite inventive as a youngster.
I had been out nightclubbing, and arranged to meet this young woman for a drink the following Friday.
She was quite posh.
There was a very famous bloke doing Judo at the Olympics, and she was best friends with his daughter.
I was really looking forward to it.
On the Thursday night I was driving home, when a parked car just pulled out in front of me.
Not my fault, but a fair bit of damage done to the front of the car.
No time to get it fixed.
I couldnt miss the date.
The headlight and sidelight were completely smashed up.
This is where the inventiveness comes in.
The solution was to tape a torch to the wing of the car, at around the level of the sidelight.
Why would anyone notice?
I got around 4 miles away before I got stopped by the Police.
I got out of the car, and slammed the door ready to argue my case.
I couldnt miss the date.
The door slamming dislodged the tape, and by the time I reached the officer, the torch was pointing straight up to the sky.
He saw the funny side, in fact he nearly wet himself.
Although he didnt think it was funny enough to let me drive the car.
I had to park it up, and go home on the bus.
Never got to the date.
I did meet her years later, and told her the true story of why I never got there.
We had a laugh, but it was too late to rekindle anything.
Through an incredible set of coincidencies 2 days before my Birthday, God reached out and now I'm born again.