Indulgence and rebellion often take a backseat to the constant reminders of responsibility and virtue that surround us. However, there is something to be said about the lessons we learn and the fun we have when we engage in a little mischief. With that in mind, we asked a group of writers to share their experiences with irresponsible and immoral behavior that they secretly enjoy.
Personally, I admit that I possess a talent for weaving tales after a few shots of tequila. In the presence of strangers, particularly men, I can transform into anyone I please – a Harvard graduate, a model, an athlete, even a member of the esteemed Kennedy family. It’s a harmless form of adult make-believe, providing free entertainment that is irresistibly enticing. Of course, there is a certain thrill to spinning outrageous lies to those we’ll likely never encounter again. Though, as fate would have it, I once bumped into a man I had convinced I was British years earlier. The subsequent revelation of my deception left me questioning who the true fool was in that situation.
While Chick-fil-A has a checkered history in its treatment of the LGBTQ+ community, I, a gay man, shamelessly admit that I continue to enjoy their food. Despite knowing that it goes against my principles, I find myself unable to resist their chicken. The charm of their southern employees, combined with a lack of comparable alternatives, keeps me coming back. I understand the guilt I feel as I drive away with a crispy chicken sandwich, but I refuse to apologize for the pleasure it brings me.
Stepping into the realm of mischievous, I must confess my affinity for taking advantage of opportunities at airports. The “Free Store” concept, where unattended shelves are left open for customers to grab items, always tempts me. I enter these stores, select my desired items, and conveniently receive a phone call just as my flight is boarding. Theft isn’t my intention; it’s the thrill of possessing and using items that I haven’t paid for that entices me. Perhaps it stems from my teenage resentment towards the success of larger corporations over small businesses, such as my grandfather’s music store. Despite this internal struggle, I find myself succumbing to the convenience of online retail giant Amazon, betraying my previous convictions. The availability and ease of obtaining items are too tempting to resist.
Amidst a lifestyle centered on health and responsibility, I occasionally find time to let loose. Attending concerts with my friends provides the perfect opportunity to drop acid and enhance the experience. Psychedelics may hold therapeutic value, but that isn’t my motivation. It’s about having fun and embracing the enhanced atmosphere concerts offer. Society has labeled drugs as medication or purely for enlightenment, but I simply enjoy them for the sheer enjoyment they provide.
As a menswear writer, I advocate for mindful and conscious purchasing decisions. However, buried within my collection of quality garments are two pairs of plastic pants. These Wrangler Wranchers, made of pure polyester, emit nostalgic noises from the ’70s as I walk down the street. Despite their environmental impact, I can’t help but indulge in the allure these pants offer. They transport me to a different era, filling me with the desire to experience a more exciting life beyond my ordinary existence.
Losing weight has become an empowering journey for me, thanks to the assistance of Ozempic. While I have every reason to celebrate and share my success, I often hold back from flaunting it. However, I shouldn’t have to feel ashamed. Thinness should not be a gatekept concept; there is room for everyone. It’s time we embrace and celebrate all body types.
Revisiting childhood memories, I recall the controversial video game Mortal Kombat and its brutal fatalities. Decades later, the game has only grown more extreme and visually stunning. While I detest mean-spirited violence and torture porn, Mortal Kombat’s over-the-top, baroque violence is a guilty pleasure. The creators’ imaginative ways of pushing the boundaries of good taste offer a unique form of entertainment, full of blood and suspense.
As a parent, I understand the importance of healthy eating, but I admit to occasionally treating my kids to McDonald’s and junk food. It may not be frequent, but they genuinely enjoy it. Sometimes, we all deserve a guilty pleasure.
Finally, gossiping is a habit that I’ve inherited from my mother and now share with my husband. We find solace in discussing the personal lives of our loved ones, often because we care deeply about them. However unconventional this love language may be, it allows us to share stories and connect with one another.
In the end, indulging in a bit of “bad” behavior can be a welcome release from the constant reminders of responsibility. It adds a sense of joy and excitement to life, reminding us to embrace our human nature and find pleasure even in the most unconventional places.
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