Today I took delivery of a small item that would change someones life. It got me thinking about the small things in life.
Let me start by explaining my delivery. It was something as simple as a left-handed bread knife.
My husband, and 1.5 of my boys are lefthanded. (The 0.5 is because although Danny started left handed, for 5 years, he is now right handed.)
Normal bread knives are serrated on one side to make cutting easier for a right handed person. They counteract the twist that is naturally used when cutting, and this means that when a lefthander uses the blade, the bread gets undercut, or chewed up.
So a small change made a big difference.
This world is designed for the lowest common denominator. There are assumptions made about society, from the average height for making chairs and supermarket trolleys, to the average width for airline seats. These assumptions extend to the “average” time someone will wait in a queue on the telephone, the average IQ when setting crossword puzzles in a newspaper.
These are not limited to functional items either. Children and society are conditioned to BE this average, to aspire to middle of the road jobs, to not “stand out”. Someone that is different is at best ignored, at worst teased or bullied.
So for me, not understanding the need to fit in, and not having the desire to, I get a decent chance at people watching. I maybe notice all the small things, like the frequency the aisles are changed around in a store to get you to notice products that you wouldn’t have previously. The way the adverts on tv are not only louder, but written in major keys, to
brainwash encourage people to buy. How about the way that public transport timetables are deliberately written to give worse possible scenario times, in the vague hope that people will feel grateful when they arrive on time.
How about the general Xmas Card issue?
We do not do Xmas cards. Not because we do not care, not because we are not religious, not because we object to the unnecessary commercialism, not even because of the waste and environmental concerns.
We do not do Xmas cards, because we do not think that those that we care about need a folded bit of paper to know that we think about them and respect their presence in our lives.
On a note about the lesser supported minorities, we all hear about breast cancer awareness, and not enough about prostate cancer awareness.
With this in mind, I was glad to discover a friend of mine is supporting Movember, the month for prostate cancer awareness. Please click the button, and donate something, however little to “the village people” team, who are in the UK.