Knowing Stuff
I can blag my way through on just about any topic, and I'm not sure that I like it.
I've got the kind of mind that tends to remember things about things. Doesn't matter what. If you start talking about, say, Somersetshire Cheese, I'll remember that I once read an article that said it had pink spots on its rind. I will pick exactly the right moment in the conversation to drop in this startling fact, and everyone will think I know all about Somersetshire Cheese. They will never realise it was the one fact that I knew, because I'm good at looking knowledgeable.
This ability gets me quite a long way in all sorts of situations: but it doesn't always please me.
I find myself wondering - - what, actually, DO I know about?
Yes, yes, turning frogspawn into frogs, I'm always going on about it, I know. To this I have recently added How To Hand-Feed Waxworms to Leopard Geckos During an Earthquake.
I know quite a lot about Shakespeare and his plays, but not anywhere near as much as anyone who really knows about Shakespeare and his plays. I know quite a lot about other plays too: but not as much as you'd think from my ability to blag about it.
I know a lot about how difficult actors' lives can be, and how the glamour of Showbiz is much overrated. I can spot a good actor - or a bad one! - after he or she's said less than half a line.
If I see a production of a play, I know what's good and what's bad about it - in my opinion, anyway (though I'm always right, of course, at least on this blog).
I know lots about spelling! Yippee! Mind you, so does a spell-checker, so my spelling skills are not as useful as they used to be.
I know a lot about the use of roleplay to teach all kinds of healthcare workers, and I think my greatest strength here is my ability to give feedback both in role and as myself - it's the teaching part of it that really interests me.
And I know a bit about lots of other things. But it's only a bit, I'm telling you now. I'm just highly skilled at maximising a bit of knowledge.
Oh - - - and I often - quite often, very often - know how people are feeling.
I've got the kind of mind that tends to remember things about things. Doesn't matter what. If you start talking about, say, Somersetshire Cheese, I'll remember that I once read an article that said it had pink spots on its rind. I will pick exactly the right moment in the conversation to drop in this startling fact, and everyone will think I know all about Somersetshire Cheese. They will never realise it was the one fact that I knew, because I'm good at looking knowledgeable.
This ability gets me quite a long way in all sorts of situations: but it doesn't always please me.
I find myself wondering - - what, actually, DO I know about?
Yes, yes, turning frogspawn into frogs, I'm always going on about it, I know. To this I have recently added How To Hand-Feed Waxworms to Leopard Geckos During an Earthquake.
I know quite a lot about Shakespeare and his plays, but not anywhere near as much as anyone who really knows about Shakespeare and his plays. I know quite a lot about other plays too: but not as much as you'd think from my ability to blag about it.
I know a lot about how difficult actors' lives can be, and how the glamour of Showbiz is much overrated. I can spot a good actor - or a bad one! - after he or she's said less than half a line.
If I see a production of a play, I know what's good and what's bad about it - in my opinion, anyway (though I'm always right, of course, at least on this blog).
I know lots about spelling! Yippee! Mind you, so does a spell-checker, so my spelling skills are not as useful as they used to be.
I know a lot about the use of roleplay to teach all kinds of healthcare workers, and I think my greatest strength here is my ability to give feedback both in role and as myself - it's the teaching part of it that really interests me.
And I know a bit about lots of other things. But it's only a bit, I'm telling you now. I'm just highly skilled at maximising a bit of knowledge.
Oh - - - and I often - quite often, very often - know how people are feeling.
posted by Daphne at 7:57 pm
2 Comments:
It makes me wonder this, Daffers: how are you feeling?
I've inherited the blagging part.
Knowledgeable presentation on gender ideology at Castell Henllys, anyone? Without doing any reading?
Hmm, depends what my mark is...
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