That said, I wouldn't consider myself a schmuck either. I went to a liberal arts college, I've read Moliere and Joseph Conrad and Eve Ensler, and I took physics as an elective.
But over the past few years, I've realized there are things I absolutely don't know, and the kicker is, they're all simple things. The kinds of things that are so commonplace people actually don't talk about them. The kinds of things four-year-olds ask you about in the car. And, whether I'm just forgetful or the least inquisitive child that ever existed, I don't them. Things like:
- How does a landline phone work - and why does it still work when the power goes out?
- How are animal eggs fertilized? (Yes, I live on a farm and no, I really don't know how this works - no one ever said I learned much in biology.)
- What is the actual purpose of a water tower?
To me, it's sad. I should know these things, right? But I know it's not just me. The thing about landlines and power outages came up in class one day my senior year, and no one knew the answer. It's just a thing we all take for granted.
Where is curiosity? Is this part of growing up - or is this just me?
Where is curiosity? Is this part of growing up - or is this just me?
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