Probably the most impulsive thing I did was join the Army. I was a pacifist and everyone considered me nerdy and weak. I was trying to put myself through school, and failing at it. I had bicycled past a recruiting station and in a whim, thought, what the hell, nothing else is working, walked in and signed up. It was a crazy thing to do. In retrospect, it was the turning point of my young life. Even though there was risk and deprivation at times, if I could rewind my life and make that decision again, I would do it in a heartbeat. But doing it with no information and on a whim was pretty stupid.
I made some stupid moves when I had a motorcycle but somehow did not wind up as an organ donor.
1996, Driving drunk, rear-ended another vehicle hard enough to break my kneecap against the dashboard of my car. Could have killed somebody. Eternally grateful that I was the most seriously injured one involved. Arrested for DUI. Two years probation, huge fines, 100 hours community service. And just to make it extra special, I got to call my father at 4:00am on FATHER’S DAY to tell him his daughter was hospitalized, about to undergo surgery, after having been arrested for DUI. Yeah. Not my finest moment. But I have never driven drunk again, and never will!
“In the middle of science class in seventh grade, “My hairbrush is indestructable!”, throws hairbrush on floor very hard. RIP, hairbrush”
Had a similar situation from years back. Was drunk hard, holding a heavy mug. Due to the stupidity brought about by alcohol, I thought that the thickness of the mug would prevent it from breaking. Smashed it on the floor. Man, the bartender/owner was furious.