OEM stands for ‘Original Equipment Manufacturer’. When Company A buys Company B’s pretty-much-finished-but-unbranded product and further customizes it then puts the Company-A name on it, Company A is said to be buying an OEM version of Company B’s product.
I was well into adulthood before I finally realized that people lie.
I don’t know how old I was before I found out how boys can pee standing up while girls have to sit down …
Jesus was celebrating seder?
I didn’t know that.
Oy Vey…
Next thing you will shock me with is that he was jewish.
No, really, I didn’t know that until my twenties. Mind you , I go into a coma during God-talk stuff.)
I am alot like **DeVena ** as a child. Very impressionable and trusting. It’s so embarrassing.
It wasn’t until last year until i understood the concept of Thirds and in " One third of smokers die horrible deaths"… Mr. Ujest had to drawn it on a piece of paper for me.
Omnipotent is not pronounced omni-poe-tent
as I found out once in a public fashion.
(it’s *om-nip-eh-tent * )
<b>Psycho Pirate<b>: Hahaha, I thought the exact same thing. I’m 20 now and literally up to just a year or so ago I thought “To Be Announced” was some Christian prophecy show!! :D:smack:
When I was really young, I thought summer came about as a result of everyone using their driers and warming up the weather…
For the longest time I didn’t know the bench-like seating in restaurants were called “booths”.
When I was a kid I never realised “N/A” stood for “Not Applicable”. I always thought it stood for “na-uh” like how a little kid says “no”…“nah-uh”.
Don’t ask me why, but I used to think that grinning meant a sort of coughing sound you make in your throat. I wondered why everyone in books lived in a strange world where when something pleased them, they coughed.
Oh and I have some more stories.
I had one friend who didn’t know funnels were called funnels…she didn’t know they even had a name. I had another friend who didn’t know pylons were called pylons…he thought they were called “orange cones” 
I just laughed for about five mins. at this one ~:p
From my teens until my mid-thirties I thought that Scott Joplin had written a piece of music called “The Make-Believe Rag.”
Even though I was mistaken, I still think it’s a great name.
Up until about two years ago, I thought that Jesus was the baby found floating down a river in a basket. (d_redguy has since informed me that THAT was Moses.)
I also kept getting Jonah and Gepetto confused. (What, with the whale and all.)
I suppose I can’t really be blamed, having had no religious upbringing.As evidenced here.
I also thought that the song that goes “Dirty Deeds- Done Dirt Cheap” went “Dirty Sheets and the Thunder Chief.” until I was around 13. I could never understand why someone would write a song about an Indian guy’s bed clothes.:smack:
Oh my God. Consider me another whoosh on the “Weird Earl’s” thing.
:smack: :wally
I failed to get the pun in:
Sue Dhunym- speak it outloud, and think of “fake name”.
It took me a few times to get Diagon Alley. You know, that road that kinda goes crossways?
And so many numerous others.
It also took me a bit to get that segue wasn’t pronounced “Seg-U” I had no idea what it was, until I was speaking and used the word… and spelled it in my head, and felt stupid.
I didn’t figure out the reason for re-inforced crotches in panties until I was married.
Yay! I wasn’t completely alone in not “getting” Weird Earl. I’d like to engage in a collective swatting with my confused bretheren, Cardinal, Maxxxie and d_redguy. :smack:
I didn’t just come back to celebrate, but also because I thought of a rather strange one. I sometimes get a dry tickle inside my neck, way up and to the back. For reasons to confusing to explain, I call this “brain itch.” When my brain, ahem, itches, I make this odd rub in my throat, and it makes this horrific noise.
Until I got married, I thought the noise could only be heard in my head…that it wasn’t audible. And then one day my husband looked at me and said, “What are you doing?” I proceeded to turn red with embarrassment…to think of all the times I didn’t know people could hear! :o
Brings new meaning to the song “Don’t let your son[sic] go down on me” doesn’t it…
I was 16 before I found out that women didn’t give birth via the anal canal. I believed this for so long because my Puritan father explained it to me that way.
Hey, don’t leave out "Ah! vous dirais-je, maman". 
Until only a year or two ago, I used to think that hamburger came with Hamburger Helper. It never occured to me that one had to buy the hamburger seperately, 'cause it would rot in the box.
When I was younger we watched a lot of reruns. I was astonished to learn that MAS*H ended the year I was born. I had thought they kept on making new episodes in the 80s, just like The Bob Newhart Show and Taxi.
When I was in 11th grade we spent 2 weeks going over Homer’s Odyssey. For the entire time, our English teacher pronounced Penelope as “PEE-neh-loap”.
And, sadly, nobody in our class, including myself, was certain enough about the correct pronunciation to try and correct her.