Ever had one those moments in life when you know, beyond any shadow of a doubt, you are making a very, very bad decision, with a great chance for instant regret and a miserable, probably long lasting, outcome and notheless followed that path?

Yeah, that one. Care to share with us?

I’ll start. I dated a person, after we had already dated for a very short time, during which I was cheated on and eventually was left for a fourth person.

Yeah, not my brightest moment. And yes, I was cheated on again and again was left for another person.

      • It is a sad reality that I hate even thinking about. I love these little bastards to pieces, but the money thing is killing me. I’m in a spot where I’m “too rich” to qualify for any government help and too poor to be able to afford it on my own.

    • My wife and I had a similar conversation the other day. The kids were being a handful, and she said, “Why do people even have kids?”

      And I said it’s because society lies to you. “You’ll never feel emotionally/mentally/financially ready for kids. Just do it!”

      I always tell people that you need to be 110% sure. I wouldn’t trade my kids for anything, but I sure do miss the quiet, free time, and extra money.

      • “You’ll never feel emotionally/mentally/financially ready for kids. Just do it!”

        That’s basically the biggest lie/bullshit you can ever hear. You can always be ready for kids. I just need $75+k a year and I’ll be more than happy.

  • I raised my right hand and swore to support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic.

    That wasn’t my best decision ever, and I kinda knew it while I was doing it.

  • We were driving my friends hoopty Saturn back from Vegas to LA on hwy 15, we had just turned 21, and a flash flood was tearing through the desert. I’ve been in hurricanes and tornadoes but I’ve never seen rain this heavy to this day. So when the brake lights in front of us reached from the top to the bottom of the windshield after a semi truck poured a waterfall onto us I suggested we pull over.

    Once we reached the side of the road we stay and waited a bit, talked to our friends in the other car over the walkie talkies and they pulled over with us when they caught up. When suddenly it hit me, I’ve been in hot ass desert for a week now, I would love to soak up some rain!

    So I tell my buddy I’m going to “Experience the storm” and step out of the car and raise my hands up Shawshank style. And feel all the hair on my body stand up.

    Since my earliest childhood I remember a photo of my parents on our living room wall, standing on either side of their beat up Toyota hands raised in a jumping jack pose. And I also remember my father’s retelling of the taking, in which they all dove into the car because their hair began to stand on end.

    So I dove back into the open door and heard a thundercrack.

  • I once hiked Longs Peak in Colorado. It’s an intense hike and has had a lot of people die on it over the years (quick search comes up with ~70 people). It took me and my friends about 12 hours to get up and back down.

    Anyway, I was younger and dumber and wore my normal street shoes, which happened to have almost no grip left on them. I vividly remember a portion of the hike near the end where you came up to a ledge (overlooking vast nothingness), you turned to your left and climbed up a 45 degree rock slope. If I had lost my grip on that ledge, I would’ve tumbled down and out into space. I had lost my grip with my shoes multiple times that day before that last section.

    I obviously didn’t slip or otherwise die that day, but I think about it pretty often. In a multiverse scenario, I figure quite a few of my parallel selves were lost that day haha

    • Hey! Bad decision buddy!! I also climbed longs peak in sneakers years ago. Seemed like a good idea until we got to the scree section near the top. I remember a lot of slipping on the way back down, too. I think I also killed a lot of multiverse mes that day.

      At least the views were worth it. One of the prettiest hikes I’ve ever done.

  •  Remy Rose   ( @MxRemy@lemmy.one ) 
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    Where I live, back when I got my driver’s license, there was always a several months long queue to take the driving test. When my turn came, there was a terrible blizzard. I knew I should just cancel it and wait several more months, but I didn’t do that. It ended in several injuries and a totalled car.

        • It’s traditional for driving instructors to drive you home after passing if you’re using their car (at least in the uk).

          Too many people have passed, then had a bad accident on the way home.

          (Plus sometimes they only carry learner insurance)

          •  Remy Rose   ( @MxRemy@lemmy.one ) 
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            That sounds lovely! I’m not sure how common it is here, since not many people I know in the U.S. have ever had a driving instructor. They exist, but most people I know just learned from family or friends.

            I had no idea that what happened to me is so common, that’s honestly a bit of a relief.

        • I had my test in a big snowstorm as well. Because of this the evaluator abridged the test a bit. It was a very surreal experience, I had been prepared for all of the maneuvers and instead it was mostly backing up along the curb type things.

          I don’t know that it was as bad as the conditions for the OP, but at least because these are new drivers and the chances are greater for bad outcomes in conditions they don’t have many hours of experience in … I would be inclined to have tests during inclement weather postponed.

  • Once, I was pouring a can of petrol (gas, if you’re American) onto a fire, which spread up the stream of petrol into the petrol tank. I panicked, and my genius solution of how to extinguish it was to shake it around, kinda like how you might do to put out a match.

    I poured burning petrol all over the ground and on my clothes, there was fire everywhere all around me. Luckily I was right next to the hosepipe, which I quickly turned on and doused everything in water before it got too out of hand.

    Everything was fine, but it could have been a lot worse.

    Edit: Don’t play with petrol/gasoline. Fire spreads through it way faster than you could ever imagine, it’s not like in the movies where it moves slow enough that you can stop it, it’s pretty much instant!

  • I wanted to buy a sailboat in Arizona, but it was too heavy for my existing vehicle. Boat transport services are really expensive, so I bought a rusty, 16-year-old van. Literally the third time I drove it (1. Get it home, 2. Register it), I hit the road across the continent.

    Now, this would be a really good story if that decision had gone horribly wrong, but I’m on that boat in Wisconsin right now. The van made it. I did discover that it had no spare tire when the exhaust pipe broke on the Kansas Turnpike, and I looked underneath for the first time. It was a loud journey through Iowa that day, but I had earplugs.

  • On the sixth level of a scaffold next to a staircase in the shell state, which was still completely open (from above I could look down to the floor a few stories below and possibly also fall), I was supposed to glue polyurethane strips and a sealing sheet to the roof slab. However, the scaffolding had already been partially dismantled, which meant I was hanging on the scaffolding with one arm and bridged the distance of over a meter with my body and outstretched arm to do my work. No safety, I could have become goo very quickly… stupid sense of duty and disregard for all the rules. I knew full well I shouldn’t be doing this right now, but let myself get pressured. But in the end it was a valuable lesson in self-esteem and fuck your boss’s deadlines.

    •  Thurstylark   ( @thurstylark@lemm.ee ) 
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      Had a similar moment, but refused to work on the basis of safety, and don’t regret it one bit. Installing speakers on poles for a rooftop bar 20 stories up, and we needed 6-foot ladders to reach the mount. Boss said do the thing, I said you can fuck all the way off until I’m in a harness. Boss didn’t want to wait for the harness that was already on its way, and did it himself.

      He knew he’d be turbofucked if it took longer than his boss thought it would take because he didn’t think to bring a harness in the first place, and even more turbofucked if it came to light that he requested we work without it, so he just did it himself to save his own ass. It doesn’t matter if he survived, he was a stupid idiot for stepping one rung up on that ladder without a harness.

      For reference, this is the same dude who said that driving 17 hours in a van to a job site was just the same as sitting on the couch at home, so we should feel lucky that we’re getting paid for it. He was not a smart man.

  • Was fidgeting around with a lighter when I thought I could get the flame bigger with more pressure. So I thought it might be a good idea to use the refill bottle for that. While preparing it I thought, if that explodes I might burn the house down and maybe lose a hand.

    For some reason my curiosity got the better of me and I went ahead. Of course it went wrong, luckily only the lighter exploded and all the gas in the air around it, I remember it as a bright flash of heat accompanied by a bang. I thought, I must be disfigured now but luckily only the hair on my arm was burned off and my eyelashes a bit singed.

    So that’s probably one of the dumbest dangerous things I did. Was a teenager at the time though.

  • I was hiking and drinking with my friends. It was a hot day and I was drunk and dehydrated and we decided to climb down this large cliff that had waves at the bottom. If we fell it would have been death 100%. I remember holding onto this little plant thinking haha if this comes out I’m dead.

  • Mine’s quite tame, reading some of these, but I remember once using a stick blender to make soup, and I saw a bit of food stuck in the blade, and the thumb hovering over the go button twitched slightly, and even though I was alone I pulled a face as if to someone watching, because I knew I was millimetres from losing a finger. Now if I ever want to touch the blade, I unplug the thing first.