Did I mess up by putting 100% down on a car, then spitting in the face of the loan officer and wishing death upon his children?

My 1987 Toyota hilux finally kicked the bucket and I decided it was time to buy a new car.

So I took a five gallon water jug filled with loose change down to the auto dealership. After searching for a long time I found a mint condition 2001 toyota echo for $800. 284k miles. New clutch. The rust hasn’t even eaten past the primer yet in some parts.

So I put my water jug of change down on the loan officers desk. He asks me if I’d rather finance the car, he says he can get me a good 4 year loan at 17% a year with payments of $19 a month. I respond by throwing a stapler at his head, spitting on him and telling him in no uncertain terms ‘fuck you, fuck anyone who looks like you, and fuck your parents for fucking each other and giving birth to you. I hope your children grow up in a world where people like you make them so miserable they beg for death’. I then put my jug of coins on his desk, too my keys and went home. Not long after that the police showed up because I hadn’t actually signed the papers to buy the car, but that seems to be a technicality more than anything. I don’t go into debt for anything.