…why fingernail clippers were big and fingernail clippers were small, when toenails are smaller than fingernails.
…why my parents never got arrested for passing signs that said DO NOT PASS.
…why my mother only pretended to mail my letters to my grandma when they were obviously in cursive writing, just like hers- I made big loops on the page just like hers!
What did you wonder- do you remember?
How people who didn’t speak English could use the phone system. How did it know what language they were speaking, so it could come out the other end like that?
If you picked up the phone and dialed THAT phone’s number, would it break?
If my next door neighbors ever pooped. They just didn’t seem like the type of people who would do something like that.
Oops- obvs I meant toenail clippers were big, in the first one. Stupid sexy typos.
This one didn’t have me wondering.
But Hidden Drive signs had me looking for things like the BatCave entrance from the TV show. And this Chas Addams cartoonhad me thinking this is what Speed Checked By Radar meant. (and now I have to post this in that other thread)
Why my mom kept a little flexible frisbee in a zippered container in her nightstand. I mean, if you’ve got a cool toy like that, why not keep it out?
/it actually didn’t work as a frisbee very well.
One of my earliest memories is of looking out the window, and watching the cars go by(proving that I’ve always been a tremendously exciting person). I guess 3-year-olds don’t have the best depth perception(or understanding of how traffic lanes work), because I’d always wonder how, when two cars seemed to be headed right toward each other, it never resulted in any head-on collisions. Just could not figure it out. And I was supposedly one of those gifted, off-the-charts-smart kids!
How petroleum always happened to be fortuitously situated underground at street corners, thereby allowing gas stations to build over them in convenient locations. I’m embarrassed to admit how old I was before I figured out the truth.
When I was a kid I wondered how airplanes got small when they were in the air and how it felt to the people inside when they shrunk along with the plane and got bigger again when they were on the ground.
Once when I was a kid, I took a pair of scissors and cut a hole in my pajamas, because I wanted to see what the edge of cloth looked like. See, ordinarily, you can’t see the edge, because it’s folded over and hidden in a hem. And it never even occurred to me that I could just ask my mom to see some of her extensive collection of fabric, before she sewed it.
How those performers and musicians got inside that little radio to deliver their music.
I was a weird little kid (over time, I became a much larger weird kid, and then a weird adult), and I distinctly recall wondering why so many other people never wondered anything- even after I came to realize that grownups didn’t know everything, there never seemed to be any curiosity in most people at all, and I wondered why.
We did this all the time as kids. If you dialed your own number and hung up the phone would ring.
I wondered why my mother would constantly drink and drive, even though it was clearly against the law. (And I’m talking about fountain cokes and the occasionaly bottled coke) I’d often admonish her and she’d just laugh.
I remember thinking this, too. But I never had the gall to question her.
I used to wonder what “Famous cash” was. You know when there’d be a commercial offering you three rooms of carpet for $299 - 90 days famous cash.
I didn’t understand why, when you turned the radio back on, it didn’t continue the song that had been playing when it was last turned off.
How all those little people got into the tv set.
Why birds always pooped on the fence.
How did people know if they were a boy or a girl or did their parents just decide this one’s a boy and this one’s a girl.
How did my uncle get that quarter out of my ear?
If you used the phone at my Dad’s work to dial itself, due to their weird internal phone system, it actually would connect to itself, and you got an echo! 