The worst things are fountain pens. My parents told me I can’t write with them properly because I’m lame. It turned out 30 years later that those are for right hand only by design, and only top quality ones write properly if you push it on the paper. Of course we didn’t have one of those.
My father is left-handed and has a lot of similar stories. Things are slightly better these days than they were in his time, but the world is still designed for the right-handed.
I used to have an evil plan to marry another leftie, set up the household with left handed stuff and mess with every visitor. Although at this point I probably couldn’t use a left handed can opener any more
I had never thought about this. (Of course, I’m a rightie.) It’s fascinating how many things like this we take for granted.
The worst things are fountain pens. My parents told me I can’t write with them properly because I’m lame. It turned out 30 years later that those are for right hand only by design, and only top quality ones write properly if you push it on the paper. Of course we didn’t have one of those.
Ouch.
My father is left-handed and has a lot of similar stories. Things are slightly better these days than they were in his time, but the world is still designed for the right-handed.
I used to have an evil plan to marry another leftie, set up the household with left handed stuff and mess with every visitor. Although at this point I probably couldn’t use a left handed can opener any more
I love it! Cognitive dissonance is always fun to watch.