I’ve got my first speeding ticket – yay! Ehm... Hmmmm.... I know it costs money, but still this first experience feels like an achievement rather than a disappointment. I have recalled some other first times trying to see whether I had a similar contradicting experience.
The first time I’ve visited the Household Fair felt like an achievement, but I think it doesn’t count because most visitors do not realise it’s very wrong to be there.
My first letter from the screening programme for cervical cancer felt like a sentence. “You’re officially not young anymore”. Besides, I didn’t do anything for that, except for getting older.
At last I found an appropriate event to compare with my speeding ticket. I thought about my first hangover. I was nineteen and wanted to get drunk total loss just to experience that. I managed. I do remember being terribly sick and I do remember the horrible headache. I don’t remember feeling like a winner, though.
I think this speeding ticket is my first positive negative experience. I’ll hold on to it. :)
I think I shared this before, but now it seems appropriate: Tosca – My First