Useless advice
As a new parent, people seem to think it's OK to pass on any and every old wives tale possible. "Don't hug him too much". What? Quite what possesses people to pass on baseless, idiotic, useless advice I don't know.
That said, I quite often give car drivers directions and then, after they've moved off, realise that I've sent them down a bike-only route, so I can give as good as I get.
What useless advice have you been given (or handed out) recently?
( , Thu 19 Oct 2006, 10:29)
As a new parent, people seem to think it's OK to pass on any and every old wives tale possible. "Don't hug him too much". What? Quite what possesses people to pass on baseless, idiotic, useless advice I don't know.
That said, I quite often give car drivers directions and then, after they've moved off, realise that I've sent them down a bike-only route, so I can give as good as I get.
What useless advice have you been given (or handed out) recently?
( , Thu 19 Oct 2006, 10:29)
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Learn to type
Best prospects for a female in high school, as I was advised at the time, was to have "something to fall back on" whilst pursuing my utterly ridiculous and impractical ambition to be an artist, so I was urged in the strongest possible terms to promise to learn to type so I could at least be useful in an office setting (girl clothes, high heels, yeah right).
I got the idiotic typing class out of the way, flunked out of my last year at high school and never got around to finishing, and went on to earn a living for many years as a graphic artist. Never had to answer phones or type or file or anything.
Through some bizarre trick of neurobiology, I developed the ability to type more than 110 words per minute without practicing or even trying very hard. People are utterly fascinated, but apart from helping me get through the work day a little faster (I'm now a technical writer), the advice, and the resultant skill, has been pretty much useless.
( , Sat 21 Oct 2006, 4:09, Reply)
Best prospects for a female in high school, as I was advised at the time, was to have "something to fall back on" whilst pursuing my utterly ridiculous and impractical ambition to be an artist, so I was urged in the strongest possible terms to promise to learn to type so I could at least be useful in an office setting (girl clothes, high heels, yeah right).
I got the idiotic typing class out of the way, flunked out of my last year at high school and never got around to finishing, and went on to earn a living for many years as a graphic artist. Never had to answer phones or type or file or anything.
Through some bizarre trick of neurobiology, I developed the ability to type more than 110 words per minute without practicing or even trying very hard. People are utterly fascinated, but apart from helping me get through the work day a little faster (I'm now a technical writer), the advice, and the resultant skill, has been pretty much useless.
( , Sat 21 Oct 2006, 4:09, Reply)
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