How gullible are you?

My daughter, age 11, kind of got me recently She's an artist, and the school she goes to displays all the kids' work on the walls. The names of the artists are sometimes on the back of the work, so it's not obvious who made it. My daughter plays this game: which one do you like best?

She's hoping, of course, that we'll like hers the best. Well, my wife had been there before, and she already knew which one my daughter had made, although I didn't know she knew. So I had barely a second before my wife pointed to one of the photos (they were compositions in black and white of objects found at home or in school).

I hadn't really looked at any of the photos, but in terms of composition, simplicity, elegance, and ability to catch the eye, the one my wife pointed to was the best, and I pointed to it, too. Then I asked my daughter which one was hers. She pointed to another one.

I totally believed her. I was disappointed that the one we liked wasn't the one my daughter had made. Then the questions came."Why did you like it?

" "Did you really like it? " "Did you point to it just because Mom did?" It was about this point that I began to catch on that maybe the one my daughter had told me was hers, really wasn't, and that the one I liked actually was hers.

But I still couldn't quite accept that. Finally, sometime while we were in the car on the way home, I came to believe that she had lied as a test to see if I was being honest. Get that?

She lied, to test my honesty! I totally understood. I've always had that problem, too.

Are people saying nice things because they mean them, or because they just want me to feel better? It's especially problematic when you're an artist. You have a lot of ego tied up in your work, and you want people to like it, but it really matters that they are sincere in liking it.

I wouldn't exactly say this was funny. I mean, not funny: haha, anyway. But it was funny: peculiar.

Funny in life, too, since it was that aha! Moment with my daughter where I absolutely recognized what she was doing, because I do it, too. And, she really got me!

For a few minutes there, I totally believed I liked the "wrong" photo.

VERY. I'm extremely gullilble. You could probably convince me of just about anything if I don't know any better and if you act sincere.

I'd hoped that as I get older, I'd get more worldly, more able to tell when somebody's pulling my leg, but apparently it ain't gonna happen. One funny story that comes to my mind is the one about the poor repressed Dorians. My husband was in the Phillippines with the military and when he came back, he was showing me a bunch of pictures he'd taken.

One of them was of a train station, looking all sleek and modern. There was a big handwritten sign by the entrance, however, that read, "NO DORIANS ALLOWED! " So naturally I asked, "What are Dorians?" "Oh, it's terrible," my husband told me.

"They're these poor repressed people from the hills. Everybody looks down on them and they have hardly any rights. They can't eat in restaurants and they can only hold the lowest of jobs, and they can't use public transportation.

That's what this sign is. Pretty amazing, isn't it? Makes you realize what we take for granted.

" "That's TERRIBLE! " I exclaimed indignantly."How could they DO that in this day and age? Doesn't anybody DO anything about it?

..." Yada, yada, yada. I was on a roll, yammering on and on and on about the injustice. I was about ready to board the next plane out and single-handedly declare war on the Anti-Dorian Establisment.

Turns out that Dorians are a really stinky fruit and when you bring them into close quarters like a train or something, they become almost unbearable.Sigh..

Range of guillibility I take people at their word when I shouldn't. I always step in the trap of believing what they tell me. Since people know that about me, they like to get a laugh.

I'm a good sporting sport.

I am very gullible. My friend called me one day and said that there was a ghost in her house. She knowing that I love ghost and cool things like that.As I am talking to here on the phone there were sound effects she was screaming and then I ran to here house only a block away and when I get there her and some of her friends not my friends laughing and filming me sad sad day.

We are no longer friends .

1 Umbalia, regarding your answer "VERY. ": wonderful story, well told, and it made me laugh! .

Umbalia, regarding your answer "VERY. ": wonderful story, well told, and it made me laugh!

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