For anyone who has been in serious debt, there probably wasn’t anything sweet about it.  As a matter of fact, the taste that comes to mind is probably sour.  So, let me explain what I mean by “the sweet taste of debt.”

It was a hot September day in 1991 when my life changed forever.  I was a freshman at on my way to an 11 am class.  On my way to class, I came across some people representing Citibank credit cards.  They were nicely dressed and to top it off, they had big smiles that invited you to engage them in conversation.  They were offering a free candy bar if I would fill out an application for a credit card.  I didn’t see any harm in it, especially since I was very hungry.  So, I dutifully completed the application and chose a Kit Kat bar.  It was a good Kit Kat bar and momentarily helped me fend off the hunger pangs I was experiencing at that time. Little did I know what that “free” Kit Kat bar would ultimately cost.

About six weeks later, I received a plastic card with my name engraved on it; I had never felt so powerful.  I caressed the raised letters slowly as I felt my name and the expiration date. “STEVEN G SCALICI 10/93.”  Over the next few months I actually handled the card responsibly.  But, then something happened that altered that pattern:  I got a girlfriend.  In an effort to impress her, I was buying dinners and gifts I couldn’t afford.  Two hundred dollar purses for her and nice dinners became the norm.  I was literally changed overnight.  I had a credit card and I could buy anything I wanted.  Try and stop me!

It wasn’t long before I maxed out the $500 limit I was granted.  I remember the embarrassment of having to pay cash at a restaurant when my card was declined.  Surely this was a mistake!  Didn’t they read the expiration date on the card?  The card was good until October, 1993 and it was only February, 1992.  They explained to me that their machine said I had reached my limit.  How did I spend $500?  I remember being worried that there was no way I was going to be able to pay the balance off that month.   But, alas, good news would arrive in the mail.  I received my bill and for the first time I noticed that I wasn’t required to pay the balance in full.  If I wanted to, I only had to pay $10 of my balance.  Even as an 18 year old, I knew that wouldn’t be smart so I sent $250.  I validated my decision when I realized that it would only cost me about $3 in interest for the month. 

Unfortunately, I wasn’t a quick learner, so over the next several years, I learned some painful, but valuable lessons about credit cards.  First of all, in the beginning, I told myself that I could stop spending, but I quickly learned that I couldn’t.  I was hooked.  And that my friend is how they get you.  I had experienced the sweet taste of spending money I didn’t have.  The sweet taste of the Kit Kat bar lured me in and the sweet taste of spending trapped me in a new world that I couldn’t find any way out of.

Another lesson I learned was that if you pay your bill on time (even if not in full), they will increase your limit.  The next step was $1,000.  Then, it was $2,000.  After maxing that out, they finally got smart and stopped raising my limit.  But, this is and another bank sent me a credit card.  I had finally arrived, hadn’t I? 

To make a long story short, I graduated college with $8,000 in credit card debt and $12,000 in student loans.  I owed $20,000 for an education that cost me about $14,000 total.  How did that happen?  I bought things I didn’t need, to impress people I didn’t know, with money I didn’t have.  In the end, it took me four years to pay that debt off.  Being a recent college grad, and having such a large debt to pay off had a great impact on my financial freedom since I had to focus all my surplus income to paying off the debt.  Proverbs 22:7 says “Just as the rich rule the poor, so the borrower is servant to the lender.”  Speaking from experience, truer words were never spoken.  Ultimately, that Kit Kat bar cost me about $8,000 in credit card expenses and interest.