Ah yes, when I was 18. I turned 18 in November of 2011. That’s when I decided “I was an adult” and “I knew what I was doing!”. In fact just two days after turning 18 I decided to go buy a car on my own. Not just a car parked in a parking lot with the usual “for sale” sign in all the windows, but a car from a dealership. This is where I started making some poor choices. I found a car I could afford, cause ya know I was working two jobs and attending my senior year of high school, I had it all figured out. So I thought. The car was a 2005 Silver Dodge Neon. No it wasn’t the most expensive car out there but at 18 and getting a loan for $9,000 I thought I had it made in the shade. This car was PERFECT.
Heading to one of my two jobs I stopped at a gas station just a few blocks from where I was working to get something for dinner. This was right after leaving the dealership. I turned off the car, strolled inside, bought a sandwich and some chips, and headed back out to my beautiful new car. I plop into the driver’s seat and grasp my keys. I put the key in the ignition, my anticipation was through the roof, I couldn’t wait to pull up to work as the youngest worker with a brand new car! I turned the key. Nothing. I mean nothing happened. The brand new car I was so sure was perfect didn’t start. So I did what any reasonable 18 year old would do I called the dealership and began to vocally express my frustrations. I was beyond frustrated! I mean I had been taking not just Auto I in school but I was in Auto II this year and for sure I knew everything! This car had NOTHING wrong with it when I looked at the dealership! The dealership ended up towing the car back to their shop and checking it over. It started right up for them and over the next few weeks the car continued to, when it felt like it, not start. This usually happened when I was leaving school and heading to work. Each time the dealership towed it and checked it over nothing was wrong.
After a few weeks of headache my mom’s boyfriend at the time (lets call him Steve) had sent a very opinionated email to the corporate office of the dealership. After weeks of fighting with them and arguing about getting a rental car from them, corporate helped them adjust their attitudes. (Remember I was 18 I was always right) They ended up loaning me a car that I ended up liking and in the end, bought for over $3,000 below the book value. I had made a steal! I really did know everything. This is just one of the first know it all moments I had shortly after turning 18.
Fast forward about a month. A guy at work, more than a few years older than I, had been flirting with me. Keep in mind he was also dating a gal I worked with. I was flattered, after all I had always been told how ugly, fa,t and stupid I was. My mind started thinking, “She won’t find out if we do anything!” All I have to do is keep my mouth shut. One thing led to another and needless to say he ended up cheating on his girlfriend at the time (more than once). We had even kissed at work one time. Myself being 18 and knowing everything I couldn’t keep my mouth shut. After a few short hours everyone found out and his girlfriend confronted me at work. Although everything was only verbal it was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. My bosses ended up finding out and I ended up being put on a probationary period. I started floating around to different sites and met another guy. I of course fell for him right away. I gave him my number and one thing led to another we began dating. A few weeks later my genius self again being 18 and a know it all, started talking to other staff about this guy’s girlfriend and using some colorful language at work. My career at this particular company had come to an end. Thankfully I had another job to fall back on for my new car payment. My new relationship continued on and that is the beginning of yet another story of how I was 18 and knew everything. That story however is the beginning to the story of the rest of my life.