11krage wrote:
Oh, and was anyone else completely traumautised by that game people play with you as a kid? The one where they pretend to steal your nose by putting their thumb between their fingers so it looks like its there instead.
The first time my dad played this game with me, I cried - a lot.
A friend of mine once said to me, "Throw me the T.V. remote," so I did. After it hit him, he explained to me that what he actually wanted was for me to
pass it to him.
Whenever I was getting new shoes, when I was wee, the shop attendant would always say, "Take a walk around the room," and so I would, following the wall around the room. This wasn't what they wanted. They wanted me to take a small walk of maybe ten steps to see if the shoes fit.
Nobody told me this though, so I always walked right around the room. I remember that my mum and the attendant would always laugh and wave for me to come back, but I wouldn't until I had one exactly as asked. I did this every time I got a new pair of shoes until I eventually realised for myself what it was that they wanted.
I also remember my Headmaster at primary school telling my class that we needed to, "pull [our] socks up," and so I did. Oh dear, he wasn't happy.