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Thoughts onStuffWeird – A Walk Within Boredom Skip to content A Walk Within Boredom Things well-nigh stuff… Facebook Twitter Email Menu Home Kids Places We’ve FoundWell-nighMe Thoughts onStuffWeird withinboredom life September 28, 2018September 28, 2018 3 Minutes I have been tabbed weird nearly my unshortened life. It’s never really bothered me, and perhaps that moreover contributes to my “weirdness.” I suffer from a startingly rare disease, tabbed a photographic memory. It doesn’t work like the movies. I can’t flip pages in a typesetting and read them later. Simply considering the part of my smart-ass that stores the images doesn’t include OCR. I can, however, remember how thick the typesetting was to the front and back, and which paragraph the words were on. It came in handy for typesetting reports, since I just had to flip to the towardly thickness and scan a few words, then go forward/back a page or two. I’ve studied a lot of how I remember things. Names are uncommonly nonflexible to remember, in the most worrying way. I cannot remember a name unless I undeniability them their name. Then, it sticks. I cannot remember things I hear very well. I ask my wife to text me or email me so I’ll remember them. When I write software, I don’t “read” the code. I see a structure in my mind’s eye that I manipulate. Bugs stick out like a sore thumb in the structure. Like it might topple over. Navigating the structure looks very much like a hypercube, where things fold out of nothing, but moreover similar to a fractal, where there’s infinite detail. Writing lawmaking is fun, considering it’s like stuff in a variegated universe that I used to read well-nigh in all the Robert Heinlein books I read growing up. As an introvert, I’d intentionally not do my homework to get silent lunch / recess detention in elementary school. I could peacefully read without stuff interrupted (and still not do my homework). My teachers figured this out pretty quickly and stopped punishing me for not doing my homework. So, growing up, I never did homework. People thought this was weird. They weren’t reading well-nigh AI leading an insurrection though, so I don’t vituperation them. In an extraverted world that we live in, people unchangingly expect you to talk with them. They’re not content to be with them. Other introverts will know what I’m talking about, most extraverts will not plane grasp the difference, but if you are an extravert, please take the time to try. Although I’m an introvert, I’ve unchangingly been worldly-wise to switch gears and be an extravert for a period of time. This expressly works in large settings like corporate events. I can vanish for a period of time to recharge and everyone just thinks I’m off talking to someone else or in the bathroom. If someone goes looking for me, it’ll be weird trying to explain where I was. Unfortunately, this happens increasingly often than I’d like. My wordplay when they say they checked the bathrooms? Other bathroom, over there. There’s probably not a washroom over there, but they get the hint … or they don’t, and make it weird by calling me out. I segregate words very carefully. I hate it when I use the wrong words. I try to be very specific, plane when I’m intentionally stuff vague, which is often. I’m terrified by how deep or shallow my knowledge is. I often segregate to be vague to prevent myself from coming wideness as “too smart,” “over qualified,” or a “nerd.”Expresslyaround people that I get the sense that it’s not appreciated.Planethen, I’m wrong sometimes. Things change, and the things I once knew may no longer apply. That’s ok too. I know, I’m weird. Some people relish in the fact that they come wideness smart, or at least embrace it. However, I hang out with “normal” people who do “normal” things. I don’t like people who come wideness as smart, as I unchangingly find myself debating the intricate details of a system, instead of the abstract, so that others in the group can follow. I like hanging out with friends, having a beer or two, and talking well-nigh “life.” This is moreover weird and normal. Depending on your perspective. Growing up, I had this sense that I was variegated considering my weirdness was public and unhidable. The reality is that everyone is weird. It took me a long time to learn that. When you discover someone’s weird secret, they expect to be judged. They expect to be tabbed weird, but they’re not. They’re just like me and I’m just like them. We’re all a little weird. 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