Not a true revelation to me, but shocking enough for some people at my office.  Last Friday a question was posed to me on the level of education that I had received.  I was fed up with the assumption that I had not even finished high school here, so I inadvertently told one of my colleagues to type in my name in full and do a yahoo search. That colleague was totally dumbfounded to learn of my level of education — unbelievable for a high school dropout to be a Ph.D holder.

I have been utterly amused observing the way some people talk to me at the office, imagining what is going on in their minds when they talk to me in a babyfeeding manner.  An interesting interval to an otherwise boring daily routine.  The contempt has never been concealed because some of them think it unnecessary since I have been considered too dumb to even comprehend any contempt shown on their faces.  

My son once told me, “Mom, you should insist on being called ‘Dr. …’  since you are so smart and should let the rest of the world know.”  Let me put it this way. I engage in intelligent conversations only to those who can appreciate it.  Otherwise, I avoid any chance of depreciating myself. So much for the explanation, not meant to be offensive, though.

Will continue on the book Time Paradox tomorrow.