I’m an Idiot

Okay, that’s harsh, I’m not really an idiot.  Dimwitted I guess.

Wait!  The definition for “dimwit” is “A stupid person,” which I certainly am not.  What am I then?

Verbally Inadequate.  Yes, this is a good way to describe my problem.  I wonder if they have a group for people like me?  I guess they do, but I think at my age I would look strange in a 5th grade English class.

I often misuse/pronounce certain phrases and words.  It’s horrible, I get it from my mother.  Both her and I are scatter brained people, who love to talk, but struggle for the right phrase or word to illustrate our point.

What separates myself from my mother is that she does this on a very small scale, where as I stand on stage in front of strangers and use the wrong word to describe something, resulting in the audience to correcting me.  But honestly, my verbal inadequacy enhances my appeal onstage.  I’m not embarrassed by my verbal flubs, for it fuels the comedy.

But I make the same mistakes in my everyday life.  When I don’t know the meaning of something, I’ll ask, “What’s that mean?”  I’m not embarrassed or ashamed.  It’s only until people around me start to laugh that I get self-conscious.  Once I’m told the meaning of the word, people continue to laugh.  They think I’m naive, certainly uneducated, and then continue to treat me that way.

This makes me wonder, when did people turn into such douche bags?  How self-conscious must one feel that they need to poke fun at somebody else in order to feel more superior?  I am not your therapist, if you need to feel better about yourself, watch “Dr. Phil,” don’t use my honesty to deal with your inferiority complex.

I am not ashamed to admit when I don’t know something.  No shame should come of that.  Instead the information should be passed from one person to the next, thus spreading the knowledge, eventually creating harmony!

Or should I say it will create a harmonious environment?  Or maybe an environment of harmony?  Hmmmmm.