I was that person. Up until my freshman year in college, my reputation was sickeningly clean. (no drugs/alcohol/trouble with the law/school) I found I didn’t relate/contribute to many conversations that were about personal experiences. Not that all personal experiences need to be hazardous to the reputation, but let’s face it, the ones that drag the reputation through the mud are more fascinating to listen to. & I was one boring dude. I got on my own nerves for not having done much with my life so far. I started thinking, I have this one life. It isn’t like my reputation was going to be etched onto my tombstone. & even if it was, well then shit – I want to have better stories than these other dead bodies.
After college, my reputation had been permanently scarred by some events at the result of my own decision making. I don’t regret a single thing. I do miss that clean record though. I have now become one of those ‘your reputation precedes you’ type folk. Which is an odd feeling.
No one in my family has a ‘squeaky clean’ reputation. I have a couple friends who do have one. I completely understand why they have it & enjoy holding on to it. It becomes their thing to talk about. Because you can have great stories with a clean reputation… but all your stories are how you ‘almost got caught’. Which are fine to listen to, but they’re like a Family Circus comic. Kinda fun, a little excitement & a bit irritating. Get caught once in a while. Bring a bit of Cyanide & Happiness into the comic strip of your life. :)