I learned about the little pointy symbol next to the gas pump icon on your instrument panel that tells you what side of your car the gas cap is on.
I’ve learned that no matter how (to me) neutral a statement I make or question I ask, and no matter how (to me) civilly I phrase it, someone will take offense, be insulted, take it personally, want to fight, or want to bite my face off (but only if they live in Florida).
I’ve learned that I’m not the only person alive today who laments the deterioration of correct grammar usage. Sentence diagramming–that’s what got skipped. When you diagram a sentence you will always get your subject-verb agreement correct.
I’ve learned that there’s a whole lot of shit I don’t know anything about.
I’ve learned that there are vast swaths of knowledge I know very little about, and that I am not going to learn them all before I die no matter how hard I try.
That minority groups can seem like majorities when they congregate in echo chambers like the Dope. Can result in some pretty outlandish ideas being accepted as normal, instead of being called out like they would in the meatworld.
That some Europeans, notably Nava and Einstein’s Hund, who acquired English as a second language, nonetheless express themselves in English astonishingly well. Their fluidity, precision, grammatical correctness and grasp of idiom are superb.
I learned that most people wipe their asses while still seated on the toilet. (I always wondered why those public toilets with auto-flush kept flushing before I was finished!)
I’ve learned that if my doctor suggest going on the internet and looking for an answer about quinine that someone here will say ‘‘Go ask your doctor’’.
Most recently, Thudlow Boink taught me how to set my Kindle e-reader to sort by collections, a feature I didn’t know it had.
In General, I’ve learned TONS of useful stuff here, and made some friends too. I’ve also un-learned gobs of stuff, things I’d picked up over the years and thought were true, but which more knowledgeable folk here could debunk.
A hell of a lot of the time, “It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you into trouble. It’s what you know for sure that just ain’t so.” (Mark Twain.)
(Making the point just that much more acute, I originally typoed “Mark Twin.” Betcha didn’t know there were two of him!)