Neurobics

Watching my husband eat can make people crazy.

No, it’s not that his table manners are *that* bad (though admittedly he does slurp his soup horrifically).

It’s that he’s ambidextrous - neither hand is clearly dominant, and he’s as likely to hold a fork in his left hand as his right. Seeing him switch back and forth just looks…. well… it looks wrong. It sometimes takes people a little while to figure out what is triggering their sense of “something’s just not right, but eventually, the inevitable conversational exchange happens:

“Are you left handed, or right??” they ask, staring.
“Yes!” he replies, torturing them with his best deadpan expression. [click to continue...]