How many are you in your right mind?

cravenchx

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Aug 7, 2011
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Meaning of course.....left handed!
I am, and am usually outnumbered.
However, my DH, BF and her DH and boyfriend
went out to eat, and my DH was the only righty in
the group. First time that's ever happened to me.
Also, what have been some of the most frustrating
things to deal with being in "your right mind"?
 
Lefty here, with a lefty dad, FIL, and son who was born on my b-day.

Use a right handed mouse on the left side, but scissors on the right hand, because they don't work otherwise....
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Right-handed people seldom notice which hand I use, but other lefties often do. Occasionally, someone who has known me for years will be surprised to find out that I'm a lefty; maybe I'm not as "gauche" as I feel! For the most part, the ways I've adapted are automatic - things like sitting at the left corner of a table so that I don't lock elbows with a righty - so even my nearest and dearest forget that there is anything different about the way I do things.

The thing I find most frustrating is the "ergonomic" way that some things get designed. Right-handed scissors with straight handles are a little trickier with the left hand, but the sculpted handles that are so comfortable for the right hand are downright painful for the left hand. A brand of dish soap had a bottle that was designed with a grip in the shape of the bottle - for the right hand (that bottle has since been redesigned). When I crochet something, I have to reverse the directions; not everything translates the same when you hold the hook in the other hand!
 
I'm a lefty but my right arm is my dominant arm. Go figure. But then I'm also dyslexic. I had trouble with 6 and 9 and b and d. So, that means when I'm sixty-nine I'll tell people I'm ninety-six. When I turn ninety-six I'll tell people I'm sixty-nine!

I never had trouble with scissors as I always used my right hand for that, but I insisted on using my left hand to use eating utensils. I could pitch with my right and catch with my left or visa-versa, but my most notable achievement was the ability to play tennis with both arms equally well. I could slam a serve with right or left and smack a backhand straight to your face, or gently tap a lob with the left or right hand that left you flat on your face trying to reach.

The most difficult part of being a lefty was I grew up in a time when being left-handed was considered the mark of the devil. I remember to this day a teacher smacking my face with a ruler when ever I picked up a pencil with my left hand. When I came come with a mark on my face, my mother investigated, and went on the war path. At 6 ft 1 inches tall and 160 lbs, my mother posed quite a picture with those Catholic nuns. After that I was allowed to use my left hand. But then I was never a dab girl.
 

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