Thursday, May 13, 2010

she made me uncomfortable... (old post i never published)

So, last night Secret and I were watching New Adventures of Old Christine together. In this episode, Christine realizes that she may be "dumb." When talking to her boyfriend about it, he asks how do you measure smarts? By degrees? By IQ? This sparked a conversation about "smarts". Secret told me that I am smarter than she is and this made me uncomfortable. I don't know why, but it did. She was saying that she doesn't read Plato and Aristotle for fun. I said that doesn't make me smart, it makes me boring.

She went on to explain that I've done this and done that, traveled here and there, conversant on this subject and that subject, therefore I'm smart. And because she is not the above, I am, therefore, smarter than her. She was like, that doesn't mean I'm dumb, I'm just not as smart as you. Yeah, I know but still.... It just got me to thinking. I don't know if it's the comparison that makes me uncomfortable or just the idea that she thinks she's not as smart as me. I feel like I'm rambling.

I think I'm okay. I like to learn and tell people that I am the queen of random knowledge. I have a bunch of stuff just sitting up there. It's just sitting there waiting for an opportune time to come out.

So, tell me, do smarts matter? Could you be with someone you viewed as smarter than you? What about someone not as smart?

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