Happy Left-Handers Day – What Sucks About Being a Lefty?
I'm sure you've heard the sayings like, “Only us lefties are in our right minds” and “Everyone is born right handed, but only the strongest of people are able to over come it.” But I, like many of my 700-million left-handed counterparts, am celebrating 'Left-Handers' day today. (Yup, the celebration was started a decade ago.) I've spent my whole life living in this left-minority and I've come to love being left-handed. However, it's not always a blessing. Read on to see what the most aggravating things about being left handed are, according to me.
The Palm Smudge
Every left-hander who has ever written anything knows exactly what I'm talking about. As a lefty you drag the heel/palm of your had over paper as you write, leaving your hand with a nasty smudge of black ink or graphite on it (which usually ended up on my forehead or my shirt when I forgot it was there). To make matters even worse, it made your written work look all smudgy and dirty.
Pick-up games of baseball were rampant in my youth, but I always had to be extra-prepared. It seemed everyone with a large yard had a stack of baseball mitts laying around so us kids could play. But, none of them ever had a left-handed one. My options were either not play, or try and play with my glove on the wrong hand. Let's just say I got pretty good at catching with a right-hander's glove. And when I coach softball teams I always try to have an extra lefty mitt on-hand, just in case.
In my childhood (before computers), I had to rely on spiral notebooks for almost every class. Now, this one may seem nit-picky, but YOU try writing on a spiral notebook that has the spirals on the same side as your writing hand. You end up not using a third of the page and your hand gets lovely little spiral indents in it. Sure there were left hand ledgers, but they cost a lot more. Those were a couple of bucks each, while the "regular" notebooks were like 19 cents. Totally unfair.
When I grew up, there weren't lefty scissors (at least not where I shopped). Every time I had to cut things at school I had to fight my way through the paper with a pair of right-handed scissors on my left hand. It didn't help that most of my school's scissors couldn't cut paper even if did use your right hand, but let's just say I gave up on many art projects after trying (and failing) to cut out intricate shapes with wrong-handed Fiskars.
I'm fairly certain whoever decided wedding rings should be worn on the left ring-finger put them there to keep them out of the way when they used their right hands. I'm not a big "jewelry guy" to begin with, but I can't even count how many times I've clanked my ring against a glass, caught the edge of it on a door or injured someone with an over-zealous high five or fist bump. When your dominant hand has a big hunk of metal on it, bad things sometimes happen. I'm just sayin'...