I hate it when people tell me that something is easy to do – when it may be easy for them, but isn’t for me.
I dislike having to ask my math-savvy husband for help with percentages. How to calculate a percentage was apparently taught in 4th grade arithmetic and I like to think I was out sick all that year, but I wasn’t.
“JP, what is 18% of 2,000?”
And he responds, “That’s easy.”
Aaaaargh, for you maybe, but not for me.
I also have difficulty with anything remotely mechanical. When I ask my 20-something son, “Remind me again, how do I send a video from my iPhone?”
He will sigh and say, “Mom, that’s so easy.”
Maybe for him but never for me.
In my law firm days I had a mental block when it came to drafting insurance provisions in radio station event agreements (that sounds boring even as I write it but things can go awry among the overly-creative.)
So I would walk down the hall to a colleague, “Mark, can you give me that model insurance language again?”
Inevitably he would reply, “Sure, but that’s so easy.”
If it was so easy, then why was I asking him?
Of course, there many things that do come easily to me. I’m well read and have a huge vocabulary. I’m a champion google researcher and a natural at twitter. I’m known for my ability to find a typo on a menu within 20 seconds (“gilled” shrimp, anyone?). I type fast and think even more quickly. I am also very modest.
Perhaps I am more sensitive as I get older to having my ability gaps pointed out? Or do all of us, at any age, get a tad prickly when it comes to things we just can’t master?
I do try to be patient with others who have these same kinds of ability gaps.
Someone in my family (no names here) wasn’t sure if when you boil water for pasta, you should start with cold or hot water. Sigh. I didn’t say a word.
And while it is easy for me start up Roku, get to Netflix and find a movie to watch, someone else in my family continues to remain confounded by that process, no matter how many times it is explained.
There is also someone I see regularly (say every night when he comes home from work) who is still unclear as to how to make a comment on a Facebook post.
“Remind me, where do I post the comment?” this person regularly asks me. This is someone who has a very high intellect, is proficient in several languages, and a whiz at car repairs but even he doesn’t find everything so easy.
So the next time you spot me struggling to use that stupid self-check out scanner at the CVS, feel free to offer to help.
But please don’t tell me – It’s so easy” – or I might write about you in my Blog. That’s so easy for me to do.