I had a conversation recently about poor choices.? Here’s my list of poor choices:
- Not wearing underwear when you know your private parts are showing and will be photographed.
- Drinking more than 1 drink/hour and driving a vehicle.
- Drinking to black out and waking up not knowing what happened.
- “Forgetting” to pay your parking tickets when you know they will place a $400 boot on your car.
- Taking heroin.
- For that matter, smoking crack.
- Getting pregnant when you don’t want a child.
- Not dealing with your high blood pressure.
- Smoking after you manage to survive a quadruple bi-pass and a fist sized spot of lung cancer. (Yes, Auntie I mean you.)
What would you add to the list?
Hey, so it’s kind of like Britney Spears = Bad Choices?
Joining a religious order in order to meet chicks.
Jocelyn – Yes, that’s one way to look at it.
BroLo – Sorry that didn’t work out for you. I know plenty of people that found their future wives that way….
Ah, but that proves my point. You want to meet ‘em, not marry ‘em.
Dating someone who’s married and thinking 1) they’ll leave his/her spouse; and, 2) if they do leave the spouse, thinking it’ll be different with you.
Rileyberry – Yeah. Well said.
Idolizing someone like Britney Spears/Paris Hilton/Lindsay Lohan (Three-Headed Hydra)
Heart in SF – we see women dressed up like paris when we go out – and I don’t mean Paris France. it’s frightening.