Subject: How Come If I'm So Smart

Date: 01 Dec 1998 00:00:00 GMT

From: nospamum@radix.net (Mumthra)

Organization: MotPU: Where Binary Moodswings are ALWAYS on the Menu

Newsgroups: alt.foot.fat-free, alt.slack

 

 

 

 

A long time ago, some school people told me that I was a genius, and I

never got over it. It's been my secret pride that I'm smarter than so

very many people. I'm not even within a block of another one of my

kind except once every few years, when I might pass one on the street.

 

Since those days when I BELIEVED that I could be ASSESSED like that, I

have come to learn that in all likelihood I am just good at taking

tests, and that I am boosted by my Anglo angle on cultural paradigms

and my random good fortune to have had people speak English at me from

a young age and not kill me or my desire to fondle a number 2 pencil.

 

I haven't given up the concept of my intellectual superiority, though,

'cause it just FEELS GOOD.

 

Anyway, I was wondering about it today: how come, if I'm so smart I

even bother to be embarrassed when I find myself in a state of

delirium at the Post Office--now I really do believe in driving to the

Post Office with deadly germs and delirium no matter what--where I am

paralysed in front of the stamp machine because I can't quite wrap my

mind around the needed strategy to get stamps back out of the machine

without getting fifteen dollars in quarters for my change.

 

I hemmed, I paused, I bought about nineteen dollars worth of stamps

that I didn't want, just because I didn't want the quarters.

 

How come, if I'm so smart?

 

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