Sometimes you see or do things that are counterintuitive. Meaning, literally, that your intuition is counter to what you should have seen or done.
Maybe because your intuition is temporarily not into it.
Like the other day, I was crossing the street. And I looked both ways. Intuitively. I looked to the right and no one was coming. I looked to the left and no one was coming. I looked to the right again and started to cross. It was only then I realized there was very likely no one ever coming from the right, as it was a one-way street heading in that direction.
So really, I could have just glanced to my left before proceeding. I felt like an intuitive idiot. I suppose I can console myself. I could have been run into by a bicycle messenger actively ignoring all traffic regulations in the pursuit of his occupation.
Yeah, that's it. I was looking out for a bicycle messenger.
I had a vaguely similar experience when I was reading a garment label the other day. At least intuitively similar for purposes of this segue.
It was a label on a flannel shirt and it had this disclaimer: "Notice, this garment meets general requirements of the Flammable Act, however, it is flammable and should not be worn near sources of fire."
It seemed a counterintuitive disclaimer. If the garment is flammable, what general requirement of the Flammable Act could it be meeting? That it be washable? Or possibly colorfast?
"Pursuant to the general goals of the flammable act, this garment will not fade when exposed to open flames."
The sad thing was this was a Field and Stream brand camping shirt. So, you know, watch out for flaming s'mores.
Flammable Flannel. I am so not into it.
America, ya gotta love it.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
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