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Things I don’t understand...

Inspired by jimhines’s ‘I don’t know’ post from earlier this week, I thought I’d do something similar about the things I don’t understand.  As you might imagine, it’s a near-infinite list, so I just picked twenty at random:

I don’t understand how all those typos and erroneous commas find their way into my ‘final drafts’. 

I don’t understand why my barber now charges a search fee.
I don’t understand the rules of American football (or ‘Girly Rugby’ as it’s known in the UK ).

I don’t understand why so many folks choose to see a glass half empty when it’s clearly half full.

I don’t understand why people use the ‘f’ or ‘c’ words.

I don’t understand Japanese (except for Asakapupu, which means ‘dirty diaper’ – just kidding).

I don’t understand why so many New Jersey drivers can’t seem to manage a proper left turn.

I don’t understand why people think something ‘inflammable’ could ever catch fire.

I don’t understand why Americans don’t wear black armbands on July 4th – do they not know their ancestors gave up the chance to be British?

I don’t understand why some people choose to post hateful comments on their blogs.

I don’t understand how to work the DVD remote.

I don’t understand how they made such an awful job of the fourth Indiana Jones movie.

I don’t understand why Moslems, Christians and Jews have such a problem with each other – it’s the same God isn’t it?

I don’t understand why politicians act surprised when they promise one thing then do another, and someone calls them on it. 

I don’t understand why some folks spend more time telling people why they can’t do something than it would take to do the thing they say they haven’t got time to do.

I don’t understand why Fox cancelled Firefly, or why the SyFy channel passed up the chance to take it on – this is the same channel which brings us the Saturday SyFy movie.  

I don’t understand why so many people think Che Guevara was cool. The man was a racist and a mass murderer – at least, if we’re to believe what he wrote in his own diaries.

I don’t understand why my pants shrink during the winter months, but grow larger as summer approaches.

I don’t understand why people think it’s ‘not really stealing’ when they accept or give away free downloads of other people’s music or books.

I don’t understand why the people who invented that hard plastic packaging (the type which requires scissors and several band aids) haven’t been hunted down and given a stern talking to.

How about you?  

What's on your 'Things I don't understand' list?

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Feb. 8th, 2010 03:29 pm (UTC)
I'll have to ponder that "things I don't understand" list.

Heat expands, cold contracts, if that's any help.

How to work the DVD remote?

1: insert batteries. This is a rather important stage, as any explanation after this point becomes moot without them. Of course, they should be the appropriate size for the DVD remote.

2. Make sure you know which is the "eject" button. That and "rewind". They are your friends, as are the "pause" and "stop" buttons when you must suspend viewing said DVD for any reason.

3. If you have a "menu" button, and / or "record", I then recommend, at your leisure, playing with them at length to figure out how hat works. See, I still use VHZ (and a DVD player, of course).

Wash, rinse, repeat XD (sorry, couldn't resist).
Feb. 8th, 2010 03:30 pm (UTC)
Sorry. That should be VHS, and not VHZ. Did not see the typo until it posted.
Feb. 8th, 2010 08:14 pm (UTC)
See, I tried it your way, but after the second wash, I can't even get it to switch on any more :(
Feb. 9th, 2010 06:04 am (UTC)


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