Growing up, especially when the dreaful angst-ridden teenage years begin, we often rebel against our parents and refuse to heed their advice.
Often times, we grow up to be fine, despite sneaking out of the house to smoke weed in Jared's basement since his mom is a cool mom.
But, what if our parents ARE right? What if they tell us these things because, I don't know, they were also teenagers and went through the same experiences only to discover the consequences?
Maybe they DO know what's best for us (even if we do think they're totally lame for not letting us get that rad skull and fire tattoo).
It was cold and I did need a jacket... but I'll be damned if I'm going to admit that to my mom.
You're gonna regret all this slacking off
My dad always stressed not giving a shit what people think about him, and it would always embarrass me as a kid and whatnot.
But more and more recently ive been realizing how right he is, and how much happier it makes you when you just dont give a fuck
My grandmother didn't like my boyfriend, said he was lazy, arrogant, and using me.
A couple of months after college when I'm making him wake up after partying all night so I can drive him to work on time, I realized, "Shit. She's right."
When I was in high school, I worked part time in a local sporting goods store. I got hired pretty young and there was a core group of college guys who had been there for a while. They welcomed me into the team and we would hang out sometimes outside of work, but since I was drastically younger, I couldn't join them at the bar or anything.
A couple years later, when I was around 16, three of the guys moved into a house together and decided to throw a huge house party and kegger. I was the only under-ager from work invited and like any high schooler, I desperately wanted to go to the cool college party. My sister is much, much older than me and tried every trick in the book in high school so there wasn't much I could get away with. There was no chance of sneaking out or lying about going to so-and-so's. Instead, I took a different approach.
Me: "Hey mom. The guys at work are throwing a party on Saturday and they invited me. I know there will be drinking and I know they're much older, but these are my buddies and I think it would be really fun."
Mom: "Sure, no problem. But when the cops come, just run down the block to the McDonalds and I'll pick you up there. You don't want your buddies to get caught selling beer to a minor."
I laughed it off, mostly because I was just so exited about actually being able to go. I took the bus to the party and paid my 5$ like everyone else. I hung out mostly with my work friends and had a few beers, though when I tried to go to the washroom for a leak, they were all taken. So I went out to the backyard and pissed in the bushes, when I see the flashing lights on the side of the neighbour's house. I hopped the fence, ran through the neighbour's yard and down the street to the McDonald's. The entire 10 minutes I sat there waiting for my mom to pick me up I was thinking "How did she know? HOW DID SHE KNOW?"
There's about 0.5% of me that believes she's the one who called the cops.
Edit: Woah, this has blown up a bit. Since lots of people are commenting on US drinking ages, I should clarify that this is in Canada (age 19 in Ontario) and it's not as big of a deal to get caught underage drinking. I just didn't want my buddies to get a fine, since the real penalty is on those selling alcohol to minors.
Take care of your teeth
"Start saving as soon as you can. You don't have as much money as you think you do."
Told me that when I had a part time job whilst living at home. Thought I was loaded until I moved out and realised how expensive life is.
"use condoms son". now i'm father
Back in college I was on the phone with my mom when I flushed a spider down the sink. I came back into the kitchen about 20 minutes later, and the spider was back, apparently having climbed up the drain.
I told my mom about it, "This freakin' spider survived!" I said.
"Of course," she told me, "don't you remember the nursery rhyme?"
Time flies faster than you think.
After a breakup with my first real boyfriend, my dad told me that there is no greater emotional pain than seeing your child hurting. Damn. A couple of decades later, I realized he's right.
I distinctly remember telling my mom "I don't get why I'm 'too young to know what love is' I'm SIXTEEN I'm not a KID" Looking back on that relationship I'm amazed she didn't laugh in my face
"If it sounds too good to be true, it is."
"Not all your friends need to be 'forever-friends', some people are just desired to be your friend for that right time in your life"
"Wear your retainer." Lost that damn thing a week after I got my braces off and was worried about getting in trouble with my parents, so I never said anything. Cut to 20 years later and I'm looking into Invisalign because my teeth have become noticeably crooked. That shit is like $4k.
Learn to cook
My dad encouraged me not to buy a house with my at the time girlfriend and instead save my money and buy one on my own or with my brother.
Obviously I didn't listen. Pissed away probably $30,000 and about 5 years of my early 20s. I should have listened.