Classes I wish I was being Taught while in High School
It’s been nearly a decade since my senior year in high school. A lot of memories were made and I stupidly thought college and being an adult mid-way would be easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy. NOT. EVEN. CLOSE.
- How to write a check/Balance a checkbook:
This one’s a biggie. I didn’t get my first bank account until I was 18. But, even though your parents should be more than equipped to teach their children this valuable skill, most fall short as their kids learn the hard way what happens when the checkbook is NOT balanced and then we learn the terms, “overdraft fee” and “late payments.”
- To Check the Oil/When to Change the Oil:
Most of you probably did learn this from your parents of Drivers’ Ed teacher. I did not.
I, again, had to learn the hard way by destroying the engine beyond repair on not one, but TWO vehicles (one being my first self-paid car).
- How to manage your money/Know what you have to make in order to move out of Mom and Dad’s: I was so excited when I got moved from part-time to full-time and the local grocery store. I moved out six weeks later. I did not know a damn thing. I got paid roughly $600/month. That was it. My first apartment’s monthly rent: $550. Plus I got myself a car payment/insurance, internet, a laptop, etc. The only way I survived? Student Loans, Mom and Dad, Taxes.
- How to properly purchase a brand new/used car:
Okay. This one I thought I had made. I brought my mom with me (whose bought cars before) and we went to the dealership my uncle (her brother) is a head honcho at. Easy-peasy, right? WRONG. The tires were older than the car. One blew out later. The air never worked. Had to replace thousands of dollars worth of under the hood problems, and then it totally collapsed after only two years paying on it.
**It is now all good except two minor problems, and it will be paid off this year.
- How to actually cook food/what foods to get:
Me? I lived off pizza, chocolate, spaghetti o’s and booze.
It wasn’t until I met and moved in with a man who can cook, that I started to gain the weight I’m supposed to being the age I am now.
Amanda B Hansen