No matter how smart and experienced you think you are, staying humble is usually a good idea. Arrogance, on the other hand, can backfire. Especially if you’re being all high and mighty in public. After all, you never know when you’re speaking to someone who may be much more knowledgeable and skilled than you.
Some experts took to r/AskReddit to share stories about strangers challenging them in the fields that were their specialty, only to be shut down. We’ve collected the most interesting tales for you to read, so keep on scrolling to check them out.
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I have been wrapping my family’s Christmas presents since a very young age. It’s the perfect activity to focus my crippling perfectionism with my overall anxiety riddled self to create a beautiful masterpiece that would make anyone think twice about discovering the mysteries beneath the colorful paper and bows. I have just always loved to do it and my mom was more than happy to not spend hours wrapping presents.
Flash forward to the company Christmas party in my late 20s. We are split into teams to compete for random prizes, I am up for the next game. I had no idea what I would be doing. I see a big cardboard box, a neck tie, wrapping paper, scissors, tape and a bow....I know what’s about to go down and I am here for it!
It’s a blind present wrapping challenge.
My competitors start talking about how they can wrap presents fast and I sit there silently staring down that cardboard box knowing fully that the crowd is in for a show.
Blindfolds (neckties) go on, we have a partner that isn’t blindfolded that is supposed to give verbal directions. Just before the timer starts, I lean over to my partner and say quietly “are you ready for this?” And she just say “what?!” Bam, timer starts, partner tries to give directions at first and quickly realizes I’m way ahead of her. Before anyone else can even get their paper cut, I’ve got my box wrapped, taped, and bowed. I even folded the ends in ‘fancy’ to have the triangles meet. And that, my friends, is how I earned the most satisfying $10 Starbucks gift card of my life and earned the title of wrap-master.
Colour. It sounds weird but anytime the colour of something comes up and someone tries to correct me.
I’ve been a commercial printing press operator for 20 years. I can spot VERY subtle differences in colours that most people can’t.
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The upvote is orange.
The dress is blue and black.
While I don't doubt this particular person's ability, I don't buy into the "I've been doing something for X years so I must be really good at it" idea. I've met experienced people in a number of professions who either lost the will to do a good job or couldn't do one to begin with.
I’m going to date myself here but I was in undergrad when the video game Halo was released. I never really played video games, but at the time I had a boyfriend (I am a girl) who was really into it. We played. A lot. Even went to some college based tournament games and did well.
Fast forward some years later and my husband and I are at a house party. Someone turns on the Xbox and was looking for a 4th for Halo. My husband volunteers me. The guys were visibly not thrilled but played along. I wiped the floor with them. Eventually they decided to team up 3 against me. Still destroyed them. The whole party ended up crowding around us to watch. It was a great night. :).
When Halo first came out, I was a young angry angsty hormonal teen girl whose mom had just married a strange man with 3 teenage sons and moved us all into the same house. I suddenly had 3 stepbrothers I barely knew under the same roof. I was having a Bad Time™️. But one stepbrother asked me if I wanted to play Halo with him one day. The two of us ended up playing Halo 1 and 2 all the way through together. The other older stepbrother played Dance Dance Revolution Supernova 2 on PS2 with me and we both ended up good enough to do songs on Expert mode together. We actually mildly damaged the living room floor with our stomping hahaha. The youngest stepbrother played GTA (San Andreas I think?) with me (and got it taken away when his dad found out what kind of game it was hahaha). We all had super smash bros and Mario kart tournaments together regularly. We bonded over video games. It made me feel more safe and accepted into our newly blended family. Halo will always have a special place in my heart because it was the beginning of it all ❤️
There’s a well-known cognitive bias that continues to rear its head everywhere. The Dunning-Kruger effect essentially means that people tend to think that they’re smarter and more capable than they really are due to a lack of self-awareness.
“Low-ability people do not possess the skills needed to recognize their own incompetence. The combination of poor self-awareness and low cognitive ability leads them to overestimate their capabilities,” Verywell Mind explains. “If you don’t know something, you also don’t have the ability to recognize that you don’t know it.”
Kinda the reverse, for me. I’m a physical education teacher and I had a student that took a pretty bad tumble in class. Hit her head on the wall. Pretty clear concussion symptoms. So we get her stable, call mom & dad to come get her.
Dad shows up & I start going through the concussion symptoms and treatments with him. Letting him know that a doctors visit is probably in order. Blah blah blah I keep going on and on about concussions. He just politely nods and thanks me.
He takes daughter and leaves, and I see my principal standing behind me and he can barely contain his laughter. Turns out dad is an emergency room doctor. And he just sat there while his daughter’s gym teacher gave him medical advice.
Female mechanical engineer. My life is pretty much people challenging me on things I'm an expert on.
I have perfect pitch.
It's not a thing I can turn off, notes simply ARE a pitch clear as day, much like how red is clearly distinct from green.
Anywho, music class in junior high. Teacher explains that Mozart had perfect pitch and walks over to the piano, plays a note and says "and just by hearing it, he'd be able to tell you what now that was... now can any of YOU do that?"
At the time, I honestly had no idea this was rare. Raise hand, teacher with a smug look points and me and is gobsmacked when I answer correctly with note and octave. Figures it's pure luck so does it again and asks me to face the other way. I answer correctly again.
Tries it with chords, sequences and two hands worth of notes. Still right every time. Ends with me playing back a short sequence after listening to it blind.
That day, I learned that perfect pitch is actually kind of rare.
My friend in choir had absolute pitch (actually what is described here) and she said it was more annoying than cool. Although that might say more about my singing voice 😉 No but honestly she used to say every time she spoke to someone she knew what note they were speaking at, every supermarket jingle, every beep, the dial-up tones for the internet… everything.
You’ve likely witnessed the Dunning-Kruger effect in person more times than you can count. It happens whenever someone speaks about a subject they know practically nothing about with lots of authority. They might sound confident and charismatic, but when push comes to shove, all they’re doing is sharing their opinions rather than facts. Furthermore, they might be regurgitating half-remembered conspiracy theories and social media gossip.
People who score lowest in grammar, humor, and logic tests tend to be the ones who overestimate how well they perform on them.
While I was in high school I was the reigning city fencing champion, in both the youth and adult tournaments. My high school decided to do a school-wide fencing unit for Phys. Ed. and the coach they brought in to teach all of the students was my actual coach. During my classes, my coach naturally brought me up to help demonstrate the various moves, but for some reason one of my classmates didn't understand that I wasn't chosen at random. He started talking s**t about how I looked like I didn't know what I was doing, and how he could probably kick my a*s in a duel. Now, he actually was pretty good for a guy who'd never fenced before, and at the first opportunity to actually have a bout, he decided to have a go at me.
I picked him apart and did not give up a single touch, and used the opportunity to practice my parry and ripostes (I admit, I took a bit of sadistic pleasure in thoroughly beating him).
Afterwards, my coach made a point of congratulating the other guy for doing so well against the city champ, which changed his attitude considerably.
I have a PhD in genetics, and I’ve published multiple papers on viral vectors spreading in large populations.
Every f*****g anti-Vaxer and COVID conspiracy theorist. I’m so sick of it.
Also, when someone I met at a social event found out that I work in a genetics research lab, he asked the following question:
“If two white Americans go to China and have a baby there, will it come out Asian?”
I was so shocked that I actually spit out my drink.
Trivia. I know all sorts of weird random facts.
One day a co-worker said, “If you’re so smart, why don’t you come down to the Legion’s trivia night?”
I am no longer welcome at the Legion’s trivia night because of how badly I beat everyone.
Similar happened to me and my wife on a cruise holiday. We won so many of the morning trivia competitions that we had to cease competeing, as there was murmurs of 'fixed' and 'rigged'. Hey, it may be my fault that my head is full of useless information, but it's not my fault that you're so ill-informed.
Better self-awareness doesn’t come easily. It takes a consistent and focused effort to change your mindset and self-perception. It won’t happen overnight.
It’s usually not a pleasant feeling to realize that you’re far from an expert in something you thought you were great at. But this humbling experience doesn’t have to be a negative one if you use it as fuel for your personal growth.
The property management company for my homeowner's association insisted that I had received emails that I never received. So I asked them to prove that I had received them. They said they're sure I received them.
I'm a software engineer and at the time I had just finished an enterprise email delivery system (like an in-house Constant Contact). I knew the rules of the CAN-SPAM Act by heart. I KNEW exactly how their system worked.
So this real b***h of a property manager said "I know how email works. You wouldn't understand." I mentally did the arrogant knuckle crack and started to explain - very methodically - how email delivery works and how they'd track various actions. I spent about five minutes detailing my credentials and why I was absolutely certain they had never sent me the emails they alleged I received. When I was finished, the HOA board just agreed to waive the fines.
Mine was fine. No one goes online to brag and praise an HOA, they go online to complain.
Load More Replies... Not me but my friend used to ride a unicycle as a kid. He worked construction and they were working at a house that had an old unicycle
The other workers tried riding it and immediately fell off. My friend walked over to it and inspected the unicycle like it was the first time he ever saw one them said it didn’t look that difficult. They all laughed at him and he said he thought he could ride it. Eventually one of them bet him $100 he couldn’t ride it. He jumped on it and immediately rode down the street.
As someone with a history degree - basically everyone thinks they know it better than you. It's endless.
History repeats itself, and those who study it are doomed to helplessly watch it repeat itself.
What areas do you see yourselves as experts in, dear Pandas? Has anyone who had no clue what they were talking about or doing challenged you in your area of expertise? How did you react?
What are some knowledge blind spots that you have that you’re aware of? Share your thoughts in the comments. And remember—always stay humble.
By no means an expert (I'd probably rate in the 1500s), but I've played chess since I was a small child and was the best player in the middle school chess club. The guy who owned the pool hall me and my juvenile delinquent friends hung out in was talking about how dumb kids are these days and said he bet nobody in my group of hoodlums could play chess. I beat him soundly, then again in the rematch.
I once won my high school’s DDR (Dance Dance Revolution, the arcade game where you stomp on the arrows to music) competition. Mind you, it was a remote rural high school in the middle of nowhere where the nearest traffic light/McDonalds was 300km away, so only 1 other kid had ever played before. But I still won. 😅
Not quite this but I tried to learn piano years ago, i bought a keyboard and learned the first movement of moonlight sonata but it was literally all I could play
I had just started a new job as a chef in a fancy hotel, had been there maybe a month and was at the Christmas party, I sat at a piano and the head chef pointed me out, laughing and said "look at splifflizard, you cant play the piano", I thought I'll just act confident and play the only thing I can so was like "yeah i can.. I've played for years" and he said "oh really? Play moonlight sonata then", couldn't have gone better. He was gobsmacked and I never told anyone there that I was actually c**p at piano except that one song lol.
I used to play fighting games competitively all over the world. Never made one of the top slots but I could usually hold my own. One of my best game was Super Street Fighter 2.
Went to a bar by work one day and they just so happened to have an SNES set up with SF2. I order a drink, pick random characters and just f**k around for a bit. Some guy comes in and immediately starts bragging to his date that he’s the best SF2 player ever. I asked him to play some games against me and offered to buy him a drink if he could beat 2 out of 3. Twelve games later I am completed hammered and he finally gives up and leaves. Still don’t remember getting home that night.
I (41) take classes at the local community college. They have a couple of N64s set up for the students to play on. I was never a console gamer, but my ex-husband always has been. He came in once to give me a ride, and while waiting for my class to get out, started playing one of the Mario racing games with some of the kids. He completely wiped the floor with them.
I wouldn’t say I’m an expert at push ups but I’ve worked in the fitness industry for 20 years and workout myself fairly regularly. Doing 20 push ups isn’t anything to me. I was at a party that was attended primarily by what I would call hipsters. A guy (who had been drinking a fair amount) challenged me to 20 push ups as fast as possible for $20. I won and got $20. Then another said he would do the same bet if we went right away (I guess thinking I was kinda tired). I beat him and got another $20. A few minutes later another guy did the same bet. It was an easy $60.
I was 11. I weighed 60 lbs soaking wet. I missed a lot of school that year so on the last day my gym teacher is doing grades and says I never did my 1 pull up for the year and Ill fail if I don't. Whole class has to come with as he takes me to auxiliary gym to use pull up bar. My classmates are riffing on my physique because Im so skinny. They think I can't even do 1. My teacher says you got 1 minute give me a pull up GO! I leap to the bar and start ripping them off like nothing. By the end of the minutes the class is chanting the count along with my teacher. 34 in one minute. I broke the school record. Guess it helps to have a pull up bar in your game room to keep me and my bros busy while waiting for our turn at video games. Ill never forget everyone's shocked faces.
Medieval Faire, 2002. Carnie running the fencing game picks me out of the crowd for being tall, and challenges me to a free bout against "The Master". Not a lot of people fence, so his gambit probably worked most of the time, but when he handed me that saber, I handed him his a*s.
I was the youngest pilot in Pan Am history. When I was four, the pilot let me ride in the cockpit and fly the plane with him. And I was four and I was great. And I would have landed it, but my dad wanted us to go back to our seats.
Not an expert but after having to deal with a chemistry teacher in middle school who basically hated me for no reason, I had to put extra effort in the class so I was really good in that class.
So this one time in high school a mean girl hid my test. I got call to the principal's office to inform me they couldn't find my answer sheet even though lists showed I attended class that day, anyway I went to the TI office, search my answer sheet through all the groups (I'm talking a class of 500+ people).
Since my exam wasn't found the person in charge of the department started bitching at me that I did it on purpose because probably I knew I was failing and I told her, well give another test I'll do it and she thought that was big red flight because probably I just memorized all the answers blah blah. I told her "just give a bunch of exercises, and I'll solve it right here right now, I bet my entire grade on this, do you really think I planned to spend all the week looking for that test".
So she goes and gives me 10 exercises I scored 10/10.
**In. Your. F*****g. Face.**
Safe to say I don't know s**t about chemistry anymore lol.
PSA: I found out what happened to my test because the girl was bragging about taking my test and throwing it to the garbage, later that year.
When we were having a couple drinks on friday after work, I was challenged to a shooting, by a colleague. Little did he know I've been shooting air rifles competitively ever since I was thirteen. Not to say I am the greatest, but I've made it to the national finals for my country multiple times, and came third and sixth. I have all the special clothes and gear and such you need to make it to such a level.
The next day, saturday, we showed up to the range i always shoot at. Its not a day I usually train so not many people recognize me. I beat his a*s left right and center that day. Out of 600 points, he scored about 200-250 if i remember correctly. I got about 580 which was about average of what I used to shoot.
He had to buy me a fancy bottle of whisky and now we shoot every two or three weeks together. Fun times
Im sorry if its hard to follow, English is my second language.
I’m a weirdly good shot, for someone who has astigmatism and strabismus (I technically only have full vision in one eye and I don’t have 3D vision). Once in Ukraine I was given 2 shots of homemade vodka and the chance to shoot a poster of Putin 30ish yards away. I got him right between the eyes 😊 (please don’t arrest me CSIS)
This happens to me alot. I had the unique situation of working in manufacturing in China for 7 years. I moved back 3 years ago and constantly have people explain to me why manufacturing could easily come back to the states. I emphatically tell them they are f*****g high.
All the “America First” idiots who want the illegals kicked out so they can have the alleged high-paying manufacturing jobs they inexplicably believe Trump will “bring back” by imposing tariffs are beyond delusional
A beginning writer asked some advice about a basic drafting method, so I offered my point of view. Some tough guy decided to butt in and say that what I said was proof I’m not a “real writer” and it was obvious I would never be published. At that time, the second or third book in my trilogy was about to be released. I asked the guy not to tell my editor that I wasn’t a real writer.
I’m an academy award winning sound mixer and almost everyone on film sets think they know my job better than me.
Someone once tried to insist that our state didn’t sell alcohol on sundays.
I’ve spent over a decade working in restaurants and am also an alcoholic, which she knew about but still insisted on arguing with me about it.
South Africa used to have a no booze on Sunday rule - not sure if that still stands, I've lived away for 20+ years. But as the alcoholic progeny of alcoholics, I could tell you where every shebeen in town was.
Well I am a veterinarian and I know how to prevent fleas.
(Them) “My dog is itching and it’s not fleas”
(Me) “ Ok but your dog is infested”
(Them) “...it’s not fleas”
..run comb and show them hundreds...
The doctor in Happy Gilmore ... I empathize
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Well this got busy.
Flea prevention starts with giving flea preventatives. Off brand stuff does not work. You bite the bullet and get name brand stuff.
Personally I like bravecto for cats (topical) lasts pretty much 2 months.
For dogs I know from experience that oral meds work better than topicals. I like nexguard, simperica trio or seresto collars. With nexguard and the seresto you need to add heartworm prevention because those don’t have it.
My old vet insisted on Bravecto topical for my dogs. One absolutely hated it. First time he sulked an entire weekend. I'd have to go down to the bottom of the garden to get the tube out of the foil. If he'd heard he'd go and hide. He's on Simparica oral now but I still have to hide it in a chunk of Baby Bel or slice of turkey.
Pool water treatment isn't very difficult even for the average joe. Trust me, you do not need to pay someone $100 a month to treat and clean your pool. I love to listen to the sales people at Leslie's (local chain of pool supply stores) "educate" me and their other customers. I got into a polite discussion about algae one time and I was told that I was wrong. I explained that I knew what I was talking about. He asked what I did and I responded "industrial water treatment." He's very nice to me when I go into the store now.
I used to look after the neighbours pools when I was 12 years old. Not rocket science.
A friend of mine challenged me when I said the dusty bits on the floor below their air conditioner was because they needed to clean the filter. They insisted that it was ash coming from outside through the air conditioner because of fires that had been going on nearby. It was a split system AC, I work in HVAC. At least once I explained how their unit worked they conceded.
Guitar Hero. Work held a Christmas party at a venue and set up the game for fun and prizes. I was the second oldest (47f) person there. All the younger employees were going ham and having a great time. I wasn't going to play until the prize was $500 for last person standing. I walked away $500 richer and also a legend. 🤘🤪.
My roommate who took a psych 101 class at a prestigious university told me, a masters level therapist, that the movie Split (with James Mcavoy) was an accurate depiction of “multi-personality disorder.”.
I hate that movie for this reason alone. The film/tv industry hardly ever portray mental illness accurately. Or they portray people with mental illnesses as violent nutcases. Not that there aren't a few out there, but people who suffer from mental illnesses are more likely to hurt themselves more than anyone else. That, or they are the victim. Would it kill them to bring in a psychologist or someone like that to advise them on what the hell mental illness looks/feels like? They have contributed so much to the stigma of mental illness.
Went to a couples night once and the guy had wall to wall movies and framed posters in his basement, super into it. Mentioned I used to be a movie nerd but not so much anymore. He challenged us to a movie trivia board game, kinda in a condescending way and I tried to politely decline but my gf insisted we play. They went first, missed the question then we ran the table. Never heard from them again.
I'm no expert but people never assume I can play Pool. I grew up with my parents going to the pub, so as an early teen would play ALOT of Pool and got pretty good.
There's been a number of occasions where I've got us a round of drinks or stuck it to some knob who's hogging the table.
Lemme see:
Krull. The arcade video game. A guy tried to hit on me at a house party by challenging me to a game but he knew he had made a mistake when I said, “Sure, I haven’t played in a while.”
It was my boyfriends’s house, and his game.
We still had fun playing though.
Hula hooping: They resorted to throwing stuff at my hoop, because I kept going like the Energizer Bunny.
My father in law challenged me about the capabilities of DVD. Specifically he claimed that you could only have widescreen video (not 4:3) on a DVD disc.
At the time I was employed as a DVD author. I authored the very first commercially available feature on Scenarist. I am literally acknowledged in the first edition of "DVD Demystified" as an expert. I had already by that time personally authored literally hundreds of DVD's with 4:3 video.
He knew all of the above at the time, yet still insisted I was wrong.
I hesitate to say "expert" but compared to this person I was a savant. I did a few papers throughout school on GMOs for some presentations so while I am not an "expert" I know more than a random Joe, especially at the time.
Well I remember getting into an argument with a stereotypical college hipster about how "unnatural" GMOs were and how we should stop using them. Just your usual buzzwords "chemicals are bad" and the like.
Being able to systematically shut her down until it became "I don't *feel* like they are safe." Was pretty nice though. And for the record I don't generally revel in this sort of thing, but if you could hear the tone she used....I think you'd understand.
Der Ton macht die Musik as we say in German (the tone is what makes the music). I sympathise!
A former coworker challenged me to a cheese eating competition at an office get together. Little did he know I f*****g love cheese and am the type of person to eat shredded cheese straight out the bag at 3am. He wimped out after 15 cubes of cheese from the deli platter while I basically cleared my whole section.
I was at our local model railroad store, picking up some paints and supplies for a layout. (Admittedly, you don't see many women in a model train store) Some guy I didn't know was looking through a magazine for sale, saw I was wearing an onr t-shirt (Ontario Northland railway) and started talking about this article in the magazine and have I read it, and you should read it.... And I said smiled and said "Thank you very much, I'm really pleased to hear that you're enjoying that... I wrote the article". And he looked at the byline and he looked at me and he looked back at the magazine and he walked away.
There was a young man in China, who was making declarations on an internet forum about China's 'historical claims' to the South China Sea. I questioned the accuracy of some of his claims. He responded, 'what would you know about it?'. OK, lad, you as ked for it. I have a degree in maritime history, with a focus on population, development, and patterns of trade in the Western Pacific. I took his arguments to pieces, and probably told him more about the South China Sea than he ever wanted to know.
I read a newspaper article about that recently. Like, they confused the name of one island and claimed it...and only found out afterwards where that island is actually located. Or something similar, I'm no expert. Sounded funny though.
Load More Replies...I've written a few books (not successful) but one was about certain travel experiences. A guy at a party happened to say he'd read that book without knowing I'd written it. He claimed the writer didn't know what he was talking and had obviously never been to these places. I corrected his opinion.
I had a teacher who I didn't like much read my poem aloud to the class and proceeded to talk about what it meant. I politely said that I think the author would disagree, and they said in a very condescending way, "Well I'm the English teacher." And I just smiled and remarked, "Yeah and I'm the author." I feel the need to clarify this wasn't a published poem it was something I had shared with the school librarian and the librarian had shown it off at a teacher meeting. I actually still have it memorized so if there's any interest I can add it.
How many times people are explainig me how to make a dish or to bake a cake. They think they know better because they followed a year of cooking lessons. I am a hobby chef, I never followed lessons but I am cooking and baking at least 3 hours a day for the last 20years. I have a huge collection of cookbooks, I am always trying new recipes and food from around the world but for them I am just a simple housewife.
No worries - I'll volunteer to come over and taste-test your recipes and report back to them!
Load More Replies...Because of the "show comments" button to read comments under each post on Android tablet, you can't just click on the link in notifications to read people's replies to your comments, either. Every change in the site breaks something somewhere else That's not an invitation to subscribe either.
Load More Replies...I do it daily. After selling auto parts for 35 years there's little I haven't seen. My favorites are the ones who don't know the correct name of the part they need but argue with you about it. I really love the looks on their faces when I bring the part to the counter and it has the exact name I was calling it printed on the box.
in the middle of my pac man addiction, i was going on a trip to the States. Somewhere during a Greyhound trip we were stuck on a bus station all night due to snow, and people started chatting with eachother. A guy gave me a quarter and said "you know Pac Man over there?" (meaning Europe) i said "you're sure about this?" I kicked his a*s 5 times in a row and then he gave up :-D
I dare anyone to beat me on Tetris. I really mean it. Except for my incursion in the professional level I have never been beaten https://profile.playstation.com/MrBalls-
I ❤️ Tetris!!! (But I won't dare to beat you!!) Congrats!! I bet you have amazing spatial acuity skill that translates to real life
Load More Replies...I started working in restaurants at 15. Decided a few years (dishwasher/cleaner/food prep) in that I didn't want to cook. By 19, I was in management and did weekly and monthly inventories. In my 30s, I was working at a quickserve restaurant teaching a new manager how to do inventory. After showing him the proper way for several months, I started doing it my way: kick, tap, shake the boxes and move on. He said you can't do that or your numbers would be off. I gave him a copy of an inventory sheet told him we would both inventory the same storage shelf (50 items) and compare our answers. I finished in about five minutes, he finished in 20. When we compared numbers, we had the exact same answers.
I'm no means an expert on either things but I am the sort that gets underestimated because of my weight and simple manner of speaking and thinking. Weight story- So in my school football (the British kind not the American one) is the major sport to play in as well as that track running thing where you hand each other batons after a lap or so. These two had more people participating in, more than basketball, cricket or volleyball. Now I'm always benched or not chosen as an option because to everyone's eyes I was a liability. Don't blame them for thinking that way, I was packing 85 kilos at the time. But during the holidays I decided I had enough of sitting in the sidelines so with my brothers I practiced my reflexes and ran a lot. My weight didn't change much but my reflexes were on par with a cat (not literally) and I could run much faster than most in short bursts as stamina was still a major problem. (Rest of story in replies)
Now I'm back in school and some students wanted to really impress a girl so he and his friends decided to hold a short sprint with one another (he was the fastest of the group) but then saw me and probably thought "Heh maybe adding him would make me look better too" so he called me over and pretended to ask politely me to join in. I saw what he was doing but said yes anyway. As soon as "GO" was shouted I left all of them in the dust but the douche still close behind me. Everyone swarmed me and asked how I was so fast (I was still visibly panting like a dog 🤣) but before I could answer I saw the overconfident boy just slumped over in shock. The next day as a football match was going on one of the goalkeepers in my team got torpedoed by the ball to their crotch and had to sub in with me. No one even tried to hide their groans and laughter as I was heading to the goal post. I loved the faces they made when our team didn't lose a single goal after I joined in.
Load More Replies...So what? Let people feel proud of their knowledge or abilities or that one moment they got to show it off. We am get enough negative feedback in life.
Load More Replies...A friend of mine was the Chief of the Navy. He retired and wanted to get a skipper his own private little fishing boat. But required a civilian skipper's licence. Attended the "Schipper school" and told no one about his naval career. he had the civilian guy teaching him about skippering a boat and the sea etc. He found it quite amusing.
My high school chemistry teacher gave us a homework assignment where we had to work out and solve 50 different chemical formulas. I don't remember anything about what it was now, but I understood it then and aced the test, where we had maybe 10 to work out. I didn't do the 50 assigned homework problems. Teacher says if I don't do the problems, he's going to give me a grade of Incomplete. I argued that I proved I knew how to do these by my grade on the test. He insisted, saying, "You have to work the problems out" and again threatened a grade of Incomplete. So, I went home and over the next couple of days came up with my own set of 50 problems and solved my own 50 problems. Handed it in. The next day, he said that these aren't the problems he assigned. I said I know, I came up with my own problems. He said "Well, how am I supposed to grade these?" I replied, "You have to work the problems out." He threw my homework in the trash and never mentioned it again.
I work in aviation as a female. Since I'm the one handling the phone and e-mails for our international airport, most of our contacts think I'm only a kind of secretary and assistant and I'm only sitting on my ªss in the office the whole 12 hours shift. Then they find out that the woman who replied to their e-mails is also the same one who is up close with the airplanes and their crews and handles the fuel service, cargo handling, passenger security and so many more things. I love it.
Got picked up by the courtesy bus for a music themed quiz night at a local pub, two women on the bus turned to me and said, "just to warm you, we've been studying music trivia and watching spicks and specks (Aussie music quiz show) all week." So I had to respond, "just so you know; I have a bachelor's degree in music, and am a professional musician and music teacher". Yes, we won.
Had a guy explain to me how to use our catalog to look up a book. I've worked at a library for over 20 years. Then he said he usually uses "the Google." Sigh.
I work as a medical biller, like went to school and have my associates degree. The number of people who try to argue with me what HIPAA is amazes me.
I'm qualified to teach Shakespeare at undergrad level. I know my Bard. I'm also an aspiring fiction writer (among other things; ADHD). This more successful fiction writer within my FB circle corrected me on a phrase, saying "REAL writers say it this way." Knowing he was digging at me because he does that, I pointed out why I have enough credentials to identify as a writer, my way was perfectly grammatically correct and that a more famous writer than any of us, Shakespeare, said it my way. Then he threw this tantrum, like "Jesus, Insomniac, do you get paid to argue on the Internet? Why do you have to make a big deal out of nothing? You really need to learn when to shut up, because nobody cares!" Dude, you started the conversation. Not my problem you're wrong. Of course, he never told a man when he was wrong... he only went after women young enough to be his daughters. Tough fellow.
I have an opposite story. When I was 8, I named all the planets in the solar system. My parents were convinced I had a bright future as a scientist. Nope, I just learned to recite 9 words (hey, this was before Mickey Mouse's dog was demoted to a dwarf planet). My mother is gone, my dad is still around and deeply disappointed in me. I understand he had dreams for me and still does, but you can't live vicariously through your 60-something kids.
I was at our local model railroad store, picking up some paints and supplies for a layout. (Admittedly, you don't see many women in a model train store) Some guy I didn't know was looking through a magazine for sale, saw I was wearing an onr t-shirt (Ontario Northland railway) and started talking about this article in the magazine and have I read it, and you should read it.... And I said smiled and said "Thank you very much, I'm really pleased to hear that you're enjoying that... I wrote the article". And he looked at the byline and he looked at me and he looked back at the magazine and he walked away.
There was a young man in China, who was making declarations on an internet forum about China's 'historical claims' to the South China Sea. I questioned the accuracy of some of his claims. He responded, 'what would you know about it?'. OK, lad, you as ked for it. I have a degree in maritime history, with a focus on population, development, and patterns of trade in the Western Pacific. I took his arguments to pieces, and probably told him more about the South China Sea than he ever wanted to know.
I read a newspaper article about that recently. Like, they confused the name of one island and claimed it...and only found out afterwards where that island is actually located. Or something similar, I'm no expert. Sounded funny though.
Load More Replies...I've written a few books (not successful) but one was about certain travel experiences. A guy at a party happened to say he'd read that book without knowing I'd written it. He claimed the writer didn't know what he was talking and had obviously never been to these places. I corrected his opinion.
I had a teacher who I didn't like much read my poem aloud to the class and proceeded to talk about what it meant. I politely said that I think the author would disagree, and they said in a very condescending way, "Well I'm the English teacher." And I just smiled and remarked, "Yeah and I'm the author." I feel the need to clarify this wasn't a published poem it was something I had shared with the school librarian and the librarian had shown it off at a teacher meeting. I actually still have it memorized so if there's any interest I can add it.
How many times people are explainig me how to make a dish or to bake a cake. They think they know better because they followed a year of cooking lessons. I am a hobby chef, I never followed lessons but I am cooking and baking at least 3 hours a day for the last 20years. I have a huge collection of cookbooks, I am always trying new recipes and food from around the world but for them I am just a simple housewife.
No worries - I'll volunteer to come over and taste-test your recipes and report back to them!
Load More Replies...Because of the "show comments" button to read comments under each post on Android tablet, you can't just click on the link in notifications to read people's replies to your comments, either. Every change in the site breaks something somewhere else That's not an invitation to subscribe either.
Load More Replies...I do it daily. After selling auto parts for 35 years there's little I haven't seen. My favorites are the ones who don't know the correct name of the part they need but argue with you about it. I really love the looks on their faces when I bring the part to the counter and it has the exact name I was calling it printed on the box.
in the middle of my pac man addiction, i was going on a trip to the States. Somewhere during a Greyhound trip we were stuck on a bus station all night due to snow, and people started chatting with eachother. A guy gave me a quarter and said "you know Pac Man over there?" (meaning Europe) i said "you're sure about this?" I kicked his a*s 5 times in a row and then he gave up :-D
I dare anyone to beat me on Tetris. I really mean it. Except for my incursion in the professional level I have never been beaten https://profile.playstation.com/MrBalls-
I ❤️ Tetris!!! (But I won't dare to beat you!!) Congrats!! I bet you have amazing spatial acuity skill that translates to real life
Load More Replies...I started working in restaurants at 15. Decided a few years (dishwasher/cleaner/food prep) in that I didn't want to cook. By 19, I was in management and did weekly and monthly inventories. In my 30s, I was working at a quickserve restaurant teaching a new manager how to do inventory. After showing him the proper way for several months, I started doing it my way: kick, tap, shake the boxes and move on. He said you can't do that or your numbers would be off. I gave him a copy of an inventory sheet told him we would both inventory the same storage shelf (50 items) and compare our answers. I finished in about five minutes, he finished in 20. When we compared numbers, we had the exact same answers.
I'm no means an expert on either things but I am the sort that gets underestimated because of my weight and simple manner of speaking and thinking. Weight story- So in my school football (the British kind not the American one) is the major sport to play in as well as that track running thing where you hand each other batons after a lap or so. These two had more people participating in, more than basketball, cricket or volleyball. Now I'm always benched or not chosen as an option because to everyone's eyes I was a liability. Don't blame them for thinking that way, I was packing 85 kilos at the time. But during the holidays I decided I had enough of sitting in the sidelines so with my brothers I practiced my reflexes and ran a lot. My weight didn't change much but my reflexes were on par with a cat (not literally) and I could run much faster than most in short bursts as stamina was still a major problem. (Rest of story in replies)
Now I'm back in school and some students wanted to really impress a girl so he and his friends decided to hold a short sprint with one another (he was the fastest of the group) but then saw me and probably thought "Heh maybe adding him would make me look better too" so he called me over and pretended to ask politely me to join in. I saw what he was doing but said yes anyway. As soon as "GO" was shouted I left all of them in the dust but the douche still close behind me. Everyone swarmed me and asked how I was so fast (I was still visibly panting like a dog 🤣) but before I could answer I saw the overconfident boy just slumped over in shock. The next day as a football match was going on one of the goalkeepers in my team got torpedoed by the ball to their crotch and had to sub in with me. No one even tried to hide their groans and laughter as I was heading to the goal post. I loved the faces they made when our team didn't lose a single goal after I joined in.
Load More Replies...So what? Let people feel proud of their knowledge or abilities or that one moment they got to show it off. We am get enough negative feedback in life.
Load More Replies...A friend of mine was the Chief of the Navy. He retired and wanted to get a skipper his own private little fishing boat. But required a civilian skipper's licence. Attended the "Schipper school" and told no one about his naval career. he had the civilian guy teaching him about skippering a boat and the sea etc. He found it quite amusing.
My high school chemistry teacher gave us a homework assignment where we had to work out and solve 50 different chemical formulas. I don't remember anything about what it was now, but I understood it then and aced the test, where we had maybe 10 to work out. I didn't do the 50 assigned homework problems. Teacher says if I don't do the problems, he's going to give me a grade of Incomplete. I argued that I proved I knew how to do these by my grade on the test. He insisted, saying, "You have to work the problems out" and again threatened a grade of Incomplete. So, I went home and over the next couple of days came up with my own set of 50 problems and solved my own 50 problems. Handed it in. The next day, he said that these aren't the problems he assigned. I said I know, I came up with my own problems. He said "Well, how am I supposed to grade these?" I replied, "You have to work the problems out." He threw my homework in the trash and never mentioned it again.
I work in aviation as a female. Since I'm the one handling the phone and e-mails for our international airport, most of our contacts think I'm only a kind of secretary and assistant and I'm only sitting on my ªss in the office the whole 12 hours shift. Then they find out that the woman who replied to their e-mails is also the same one who is up close with the airplanes and their crews and handles the fuel service, cargo handling, passenger security and so many more things. I love it.
Got picked up by the courtesy bus for a music themed quiz night at a local pub, two women on the bus turned to me and said, "just to warm you, we've been studying music trivia and watching spicks and specks (Aussie music quiz show) all week." So I had to respond, "just so you know; I have a bachelor's degree in music, and am a professional musician and music teacher". Yes, we won.
Had a guy explain to me how to use our catalog to look up a book. I've worked at a library for over 20 years. Then he said he usually uses "the Google." Sigh.
I work as a medical biller, like went to school and have my associates degree. The number of people who try to argue with me what HIPAA is amazes me.
I'm qualified to teach Shakespeare at undergrad level. I know my Bard. I'm also an aspiring fiction writer (among other things; ADHD). This more successful fiction writer within my FB circle corrected me on a phrase, saying "REAL writers say it this way." Knowing he was digging at me because he does that, I pointed out why I have enough credentials to identify as a writer, my way was perfectly grammatically correct and that a more famous writer than any of us, Shakespeare, said it my way. Then he threw this tantrum, like "Jesus, Insomniac, do you get paid to argue on the Internet? Why do you have to make a big deal out of nothing? You really need to learn when to shut up, because nobody cares!" Dude, you started the conversation. Not my problem you're wrong. Of course, he never told a man when he was wrong... he only went after women young enough to be his daughters. Tough fellow.
I have an opposite story. When I was 8, I named all the planets in the solar system. My parents were convinced I had a bright future as a scientist. Nope, I just learned to recite 9 words (hey, this was before Mickey Mouse's dog was demoted to a dwarf planet). My mother is gone, my dad is still around and deeply disappointed in me. I understand he had dreams for me and still does, but you can't live vicariously through your 60-something kids.