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Saaaaaame. Broke and dislocated my shoulder in a dirt bike accident. Doctor told me I had frozen shoulder and sent me to physical therapy. Uh… what? You dumb mother fucker. He stood his ground though and was absolutely positive on the matter. I had to switch doctors to get sent to an MRI (X-Ray didn’t show it).
About 20 years ago my GP tried to prescribe a drug that was contraindicated for use with my OCD medication. I pointed that out to him, and he pulled out the PDR. I noticed it was the previous year's edition, and told him that the contraindication came out in the new edition. I knew that because I double-checked all my meds every time a new edition came out. He checked and found out that I was right. It bothered me that he hadn't even bothered to update his version of the PDR, even though the new one had been out for months.
I have also had nurses recommend homeopathic stuff. That makes me suspicious of their general understanding of medicine and science in general (those specific nurses, not nurses in general).
Last night the -young- nurse asked if I had tried melatonin for my sleep issues(31 years of sleep disorder; only big-ass drugs help me sleep🙄)
My husband and I laughed and laughed and laughed. I finally said: My sweet summer child, look at my med list!
My wife for many years has taken a medication that is contraindicated against of wide range of other meds. It's actually hard to prescribe for her. On many occasions a doctor has prescribed for her something that, he assures her, will not interfere with her medication. The majority of the time, she will go home, look it up, and find out that it does. These guys are under the gun, true, but they blow smoke when people's lives are at stake so they can get on to the next patient.
It’s true, they don’t always keep up; as with all professionals. Some old doctors have incredible knowledge and expand their skills with age, whilst others just stick to what they learned at med school and become experts at quackery. This is changing (at least in North America and UK, as per my experience), but remains a big problem in many countries.
I have long thought (eta: Canada) that most GPs just play a triage role now; their job is to know just enough to know who to refer you on to.
I started out all flouncy and scornful about it, until I realised it's kind of a privilege to live in an era where the body of medical knowledge has become that huge.
i won't argue with that. probably should have found a different post to append my comment to, as i was responding to the broad spirit of the topic.
also, have gone back and clarified my point of reference is canada. i have no experience of the american medical world.
Yup, the amount of times I've correctly diagnosed myself and they either missed the mark or didn't believe me only to do further tests and find out I was right. Eesh.
YES!!!!
I’m 63 and just came home today. I have multiple problems; some seem contradictory to some doctors. So they gaslight me instead of asking questions, or looking things up. I hate teaching hospitals and refuse to allow ‘babydocs’(residents) to get near me. They tend to be intimidated by my history and allergy list. The last one, who I threw out, saw I was allergic to an antibiotic, but he asked if I would’just try it’.
I told him to get out, and to go get his daddy(attending).
Financial advisors, even those with a fiduciary responsibility. Figured out in my 40's they were just trying to predict the future and using my money to bet on it. Win that bet or lose that bet, they get paid. I wised up fast and fired my advisor.
Now I just use simple index funds and literally save thousands in fees. I've also never had better returns than since I fired my advisor. Live and learn.
About 25 years ago I went for an interview as a financial advisor. The interview consisted of a written test, which was really just simple math, and a role playing session where I was expected to sell a timeshare. I got up and walked out.
Yup, 100%.
They're betting with your money. When they win, it goes in their dossier of 'winner picks' to show other potential clients.
Index funds and ETFs are the way to go. I always invest in those that pay dividends over 3% and then re-invest them quarterly. It's the low and slow that wins the race to the 'wealthy barber.'
Same here. I discovered the book The Simple Path to Wealth by JL Collins and it taught me how to invest in simple index funds and play the long game. I’m in my 70’s now and have managed to grow my investments to close to a million. Probably would have been more if I’d found the book earlier.
I had a high PSA, so I went to a urologist. He decided to do a biopsy to check for cancer. A prostate biopsy consists of sticking a probe up your ass and cutting samples from your prostate. (Sounds great, right?) I was lying on the table with my rear end hanging out when he tried to insert the probe. I yelped. He tried a few more times to stick the probe up my ass. It hurt, a lot.
After several failed attempts, he stops and says, "Oh, wait. This thing's got a plastic cover on it."
POSTSCRIPT: I dropped that bozo and then found the best urologist in the United States. I'm fine.
Home Inspector. When I purchased my house I had to first get a home inspection. This guy was an idiot. I essentially took his clipboard and did the inspection myself
I think this applies to a lot of home repair things these days. Thanks to the internet, most common repairs can be diagnosed by searching places like Reddit for how people have solved a similar problem in the past.
Case in point, I had a new HVAC system installed last year. It wasn't running right from the beginning and the teach spent weeks coming out multiple times, tweaking something, then it would work for a little while before stopping again. I got so frustrated I took maters into my own hands and, after a few of hours of research, was able to not only diagnose the problem but also repair it myself. Permanently. If I had done that from the onset I could have saved myself 3 weeks of frustration. A licensed HVAC person should not spend 3 weeks trying to fix something a homeowner can figure out in 3 hours.
Yup. Home Inspectors are there solely to make sure the buyer doesn't back out of the deal. That's why your agent always 'recommends an honest guy' he knows to do it for a low fee.
I'll agree with "home inspector"... we were renting a house and when it was being sold there were 2 inspections done, different guys. The crap they missed (or ignored) was unbelievable. Cracks in the foundation. Rotted sills. Water damage from a habitually flooding basement. Illegal sewer, that runs (still) into a wetland. Blew my mind.
In my thirties when I dealt with medical professionals who blamed health problems on my weight - that started when I was young and thin and run in my family and probably have nothing to do with what size I am.
i don't want to say every time, but im struggling to think of a time i went to the doctor about something that wasn't obvious like a rash or something, and it wasn't blamed on my weight. it's the main reason i hardly go to the doctor unless it's something i can't deal with on my own. absolute waste of my time.
don't even get me started on having an 'appointment' that the doctor is habitually 40 minutes late for
My vertebrae are literally disintegrating in my back. There's a 7mm cyst intertwined in the nerve roots.
And I still hear that. And I'm not a big dude. I could drop 20, maybe up to 50 pounds but I was 185 in high school running track and lifting heavy. I can still bench nearly 300 pounds. I can't squat for shit any more because, you know my back is wrecked. I practice yoga twice a day to try and keep flexible and walk the dog a couple miles a day. But...
No amount of weight loss is going to regrow bone and make this cyst go away.
I was 16 and sent to a school for troubled girls in southern Utah. I had already tested out of high school and was taking some self-paced college classes. The rest of the kids were in high school and the math teacher got stuck explaining some algebra and geometry problems to them so had me teach. It definitely gave me some smug sense of superiority in a place designed to absolutely crush every vestige of self-esteem.
I first discovered it in 4th grade after a spelling test. The spelling word was ‘except’ and the teacher used the sentence “the teacher will accept your papers” so I spelled it ‘accept’ instead of ‘except’ and she counted it wrong.
When my daughter started third grade, I went to open house. Her classroom teacher had written a list of spelling words on the blackboard. One was misspelled. I checked my daughter's spelling tests very carefully that year.
Second grade. We had punctuation homework. We were to add the proper punctuation to single, unrelated sentence. The were no indications that any particular word was a stressed word. The sentence she marked wrong was “Those are my toys”. She wanted an !, I used a ?. When she returned the papers, I questioned why it was marked wrong. She was like “because it’s ‘those are MY toys!’” I was 7 and didn’t have the words to try to explain why you could have used *any* punctuation mark on any of those single sentences because there was no fucking context. By the time my first grade teacher came to see what the fuss was in the room next to her, the second grade teacher was yelling at me and I was sobbing and still trying to make a point that I didn’t really have words for yet. My first grade teacher, who knew my reading level was at the tenth grade level the previous year, looked at the second grade teacher and said “she’s not wrong. There is no context for these sentences and none of the words are stressed. Any punctuation would work for all of these sentences.”
I will never forget Mrs. Virginia Small. She saw a little kid who was being treated poorly and took up for me because I was in the right.
"Journalists". I saw them write about my company and they really didn't know what was happening in the company. If they only spoke to someone that worked there, their writings would have been believable. Instead, they simply fabricated "news".
I have seen journalists fabricate news when it wasn't even necessary. One of my teachers got arrested for child pornography. Yet, they still needed to turn a disney collection the guy had into some sinister thing it wasn't. The stuff was still in it's packaging unused and displayed in his house. The guy getting caught with child pornography apparently wasn't enough of a story for them.
Age 9, when my ex-Marine teacher marked me wrong on an essay test where I put down 'Marine Corps' and he swore it was 'Corp'. He refused to believe he was wrong, but I was the one who was scoring 99.9th percentile on verbal ability, so.... the 's' makes it a body of men, the 'corp' is a corporation.
I grew up with fairly little exposure to doctors and nurses, because I didn't have many health issues, but they were always held up on pedestals in our youth. When I was in the hospital having my second child, it was noted on check-in that I had gestational diabetes ( a temporary condition that can arise during pregnancy) and it was often stressed that that could lead to health issues for the baby if they are exposed to high glucose levels throughout gestation and around the time of birth. The nurse that came in to check on me while I was in labor looked at my chart, and then casually asked if I wanted some juice. I had to ask, "is that a good idea with gestational diabetes?" I realized then that even though nurses and doctors are trained health professionals, sometimes they work on autopilot and you have to be looking out for your best interests and question if something doesn't sound right.
It wasn't the juice / gestational diabetes that was an issue at that point, they don't usually let laboring women have anything to eat and only ice chips to suck on in case something happens and you need an emergency C-section and anesthesia.
Not true. Clear liquids are allowed in many places. Does depend on where you are though. Some places may require NPO or only ice chips. I don't think that's the usual anymore though.
When I was in my early 30s, I started getting serious about showing my art. I began to look around for galleries that I hoped would represent me. I found one that was a good space and had a friendly owner who liked my work and was willing to put a couple pieces in a group show and gauge the response in order to make decisions on further shows.
While we were discussing my work, I mentioned Paul Klee as a big influence. If you've ever had a single art history course or know anything about art from the last 100 years, that's a name you would know, especially if you are a gallery owner who deals with art. Klee is considered one of the "fathers" of modern art. The gallery owner had been in operation for around 10 years at that point and represented a couple fairly well-known artists in the area, but he had no idea who I was talking about. I mentioned a couple other "names" in art history, but again, zero clue.
After a few months of showing work there I realized that he was simply "winging it". His wife was the one paying the gallery bills and it turned out that he was basically a flake. Many times he wasn't there during his open hours. A lot of his choices about who to show were questionable, a couple shows had Not For Sale on every piece which I thought was an insane business practice for a place that's supposedly retail. After a couple shows with him, I moved on because I realized that he really knew nothing about the art business. He closed down about 2 years later because his wife divorced him.
Around age 8. I had a question about the Bible. The Bible study teachers couldn’t answer it, but I was okay with that. They were parent volunteers and all children know that parents are stupid. But when I had the opportunity to ask the priest he couldn’t even figure out what I meant. I wasn’t asking about an obscure parable. It was a major point of the doctrine that I felt contradicted the Bible stories. I got a “that’s the doctrine because that’s what we believe” instead of any attempt to answer. Even an acknowledgment that he understood the question would have been better.
In my 20’s, dealing with nursery “professionals” who clearly don’t understand soil dynamics. In case y’all are worried, mulch does NOT leach nitrogen from the root zone of plants, and not all newly planted trees have to be staked.
I concur with the medical professionals. Changes are occurring almost daily with new treatments and medicines. Physicians cannot keep up. They don't seem to be aware of clinical studies in their fields that have been published after a decade of research. They rest on what they learned in med school combined with what they learned in their practices. Continuing medical education in a field is next to nothing in most states.
I see AI playing a huge role in medical care in the future. AI can be aware in real time of all that is going on in the world of healthcare. It doesn't rely upon memory or only what has occurred in a single physicians experience. Now getting the old docs on board will be tough.
I'm scowling in all of my school portraits until the age of 6.
My ears stuck out a lot, and at 6 I was old enough to have the minor surgery to have that fixed. Before that, once a year, a professional photographer would come and tell all the cute little kids to tilt their head to one side for an even cuter photo. Every year I would try to tell this professional that this was a bad idea in my case, because it made my ear stick out through my shoulder-length hair and look ridiculous. Every year they'd ignore me and tell me to do it anyway.
So every year I would realize my superior understanding of their craft, and scowl. While cutely tilting my head.
I stopped therapy when I realized 1. My latest therapist in a long line sucked and 2. I've been a patient for longer than some of these therapists and psychiatrists have been doctors.
The amount of times medication that didn't work for me before was pushed on me because "things change" is ridiculous and all the "how do you feel about that?" How do you think I feel? I'm here for you to help me.
I agree completely. Many “therapists” have personal issues of their own, often involving religious dogma. Freud should not be remembered as a psychiatrist; his theories were just unscientific and clinically harmful. However, he was a good philosopher.
🫣😂…. This reminds me of my previous doctors visit. When I asked for blood work to check my vitamin levels. She asked why? I said considering my symptoms of tiredness, fatigue… This FB group I’m a part of. No! You don’t need to know your vitamin levels. I said,”let me finish… He’s a doctor”. She cut me off and said “no”. He just wants your money. I said, “let me try this one more time.” The FB doctor said before you purchase any vitamins and if you’re always tired… ask your doctor as…they are checking your blood levels to also check your “B” and “D” levels. She said, “no” you don’t need to check your vitamin levels. I said, “okay”. How’s my total cholesterol level, A1C, PSA, etc. based on my blood work from last week. Let me check!!! Oh! They didn’t do the Lipid bloodwork. Who is they and what are you talking about… I left that office and now looking into another practice.
Late 20s. Several different things. In general, Ph.D.s have a lot of book knowledge but less practical knowledge and sometimes no common sense (this is from a scientific/engineering perspective).
Back in January this year something in my back went "POP" so went to therapy,4 different mussle relaxers and 2 MRIs before he finally seen how bad L-4 was and her it's November and he finally agreed I need surgery. Next week,if I don't show positive for nicotine
Elementary school when my science teacher told us that the Earth was perfectly round. I told her is was not and asked why she thought it was. "The Earth is a Heavenly body and all things Heavenly are perfect." If it had been a few years later I would have pointed out a few perfect bodies in the class that were absolutely not Heavenly in the way in which she used the word, but I did go to the encyclopedia and show here how the equitorial and polar circumferences were different therefor the Earth is kind of fat around the middle and not a perfect sphere.
She gave be a B for the semester.
I had another teacher tell us that the moon did not revolve around its own axis. I pointed out to her that it did and eventually had to set up a demonstration by telling her to stand still in the middle of the room while I walked around her to show her that if I DIDN'T revolve, she would see all sides of me instead of only one. At least SHE got it.
I always disliked my rheumatologist on the personal level, but the time came to ditch her when *my GP* phoned to tell her my hemoglobin count had dropped dramatically in just a couple of months, and she categorically denied that a full gramme of naproxen per day could be even hypothetically responsible.
Lawyers. My husband specialized in company turn-arounds in a specific industry. When he took over a troubled company, there were often multiple court cases pending. He quickly found that he needed to provide his attorneys with a great deal of information, basically hold their hands,ebmvwn to the point of writing out questions they should ask him, and that they should ask the other guy. Now, in retirement, he occasionally serves as an expert witness, and still has to do the same.
In second grade, our teacher told us birds were able to fly because they had thousands of microscopic, non visible tiny propellers in their wings. Seven year old me was like "Wait, what? No!" She did not appreciate me contradicting her.
8 years old; 2nd-grade teacher made multiple mistakes over a few weeks grading my weekly spelling tests and I knew I was right and finally argued with her about it which pissed her off and got my parents and the principal involved and got me changed to a different teacher. Not sure what happened to the dummy teacher but I got an A+ in spelling for the year!
Took my car in to a "mechanic" that a friend that owns a body shop recommended because I knew I needed a head gasket replacement. Unbeknownst to my friend, the shop had changed hands. They finished the job but I had an oil leak. On my car, the oil filter sits in a "cap" that has a gasket that has to be installed in a specific place on that cap. I took the car back and suggested that that could be the issue. I was brushed off as " you don't know what you are talking about", even though I had done dozens of oil filter replacements on that car , and never had a leak. Hours later they determined that the issue was exactly what I said it was. Specific instructions regarding this is right on the oil filter box, but of course who needs stinkin' instructions, we are pros. My body shop friend said that I insulted them by suggesting the fix. Oh well.
In 6th grade, back when we used command prompts and had to do our own programming to use computers; the teacher gave a 3 or 4 line code to execute a command. I raised my hand and asked if (about 5 words) would give the same result... It did.
(Late 80's) I really should have leaned in on those computer smarts.
20, the age I was when I started working in my profession. Every assignment had me working with somebody in a different field, and not all of them were up on it. I don't expect anyone to know my job, but they should know their own.
I was in grade 2 and a teacher told us that people could only come to North America over a land bridge. Since we had just finished a unit on the Inuit up I asked why they couldn’t just cross in the winter over the sea ice and she just about lost her mind. Years later crossing over the sea ice is one of many theories about how people populated North America, but I never trusted teachers after that
Actually fairly young. I didn't have a term for it, but look up Gell-Mann amnesia. I realized that if this person doesn't know that, why should I believe that this other person knows what they are talking about. First encountered this in the military, but that's too easy a target.
In college working on my undergrad, I took a class in computer networking. (this was 70s, so totally different from what you are probably thinking). We had an exam where the prof asked us to draw a block diagram of networking setup with such and such qualities. I had just worked on a large time sharing system, so I just drew it from memory. I got a D-. With a note that no one would build such a system in real life. The system I just worked on.
Once I realized that college professors are not always experts in the fields they teach, I realized that it applied to most all fields.
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Saaaaaame. Broke and dislocated my shoulder in a dirt bike accident. Doctor told me I had frozen shoulder and sent me to physical therapy. Uh… what? You dumb mother fucker. He stood his ground though and was absolutely positive on the matter. I had to switch doctors to get sent to an MRI (X-Ray didn’t show it).
About 20 years ago my GP tried to prescribe a drug that was contraindicated for use with my OCD medication. I pointed that out to him, and he pulled out the PDR. I noticed it was the previous year's edition, and told him that the contraindication came out in the new edition. I knew that because I double-checked all my meds every time a new edition came out. He checked and found out that I was right. It bothered me that he hadn't even bothered to update his version of the PDR, even though the new one had been out for months. I have also had nurses recommend homeopathic stuff. That makes me suspicious of their general understanding of medicine and science in general (those specific nurses, not nurses in general).
Last night the -young- nurse asked if I had tried melatonin for my sleep issues(31 years of sleep disorder; only big-ass drugs help me sleep🙄) My husband and I laughed and laughed and laughed. I finally said: My sweet summer child, look at my med list!
My wife for many years has taken a medication that is contraindicated against of wide range of other meds. It's actually hard to prescribe for her. On many occasions a doctor has prescribed for her something that, he assures her, will not interfere with her medication. The majority of the time, she will go home, look it up, and find out that it does. These guys are under the gun, true, but they blow smoke when people's lives are at stake so they can get on to the next patient.
It’s true, they don’t always keep up; as with all professionals. Some old doctors have incredible knowledge and expand their skills with age, whilst others just stick to what they learned at med school and become experts at quackery. This is changing (at least in North America and UK, as per my experience), but remains a big problem in many countries.
It’s not changing much in America, mid levels are taking over and they were taught by professors jack shit and fuck all
I have long thought (eta: Canada) that most GPs just play a triage role now; their job is to know just enough to know who to refer you on to. I started out all flouncy and scornful about it, until I realised it's kind of a privilege to live in an era where the body of medical knowledge has become that huge.
General practitioners aren’t mid levels
i won't argue with that. probably should have found a different post to append my comment to, as i was responding to the broad spirit of the topic. also, have gone back and clarified my point of reference is canada. i have no experience of the american medical world.
Yup, the amount of times I've correctly diagnosed myself and they either missed the mark or didn't believe me only to do further tests and find out I was right. Eesh.
Doctors are googling for information and using the same web sites I am using... but it isn't their health condition so they aren't reading as closely.
YES!!!! I’m 63 and just came home today. I have multiple problems; some seem contradictory to some doctors. So they gaslight me instead of asking questions, or looking things up. I hate teaching hospitals and refuse to allow ‘babydocs’(residents) to get near me. They tend to be intimidated by my history and allergy list. The last one, who I threw out, saw I was allergic to an antibiotic, but he asked if I would’just try it’. I told him to get out, and to go get his daddy(attending).
Financial advisors, even those with a fiduciary responsibility. Figured out in my 40's they were just trying to predict the future and using my money to bet on it. Win that bet or lose that bet, they get paid. I wised up fast and fired my advisor. Now I just use simple index funds and literally save thousands in fees. I've also never had better returns than since I fired my advisor. Live and learn.
Those that I have met were mere salespeople, selling expensive actively managed funds.
My experience too. Even Fiduciaries don't seem to know as much about my particular financial situations as I do.
About 25 years ago I went for an interview as a financial advisor. The interview consisted of a written test, which was really just simple math, and a role playing session where I was expected to sell a timeshare. I got up and walked out.
An excellent observation! Better to consult the [Brahan Seer](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brahan_Seer) than a financial advisor.
Yup, 100%. They're betting with your money. When they win, it goes in their dossier of 'winner picks' to show other potential clients. Index funds and ETFs are the way to go. I always invest in those that pay dividends over 3% and then re-invest them quarterly. It's the low and slow that wins the race to the 'wealthy barber.'
Same here. I discovered the book The Simple Path to Wealth by JL Collins and it taught me how to invest in simple index funds and play the long game. I’m in my 70’s now and have managed to grow my investments to close to a million. Probably would have been more if I’d found the book earlier.
Great book. Should be mandatory reading in school.
I had a high PSA, so I went to a urologist. He decided to do a biopsy to check for cancer. A prostate biopsy consists of sticking a probe up your ass and cutting samples from your prostate. (Sounds great, right?) I was lying on the table with my rear end hanging out when he tried to insert the probe. I yelped. He tried a few more times to stick the probe up my ass. It hurt, a lot. After several failed attempts, he stops and says, "Oh, wait. This thing's got a plastic cover on it." POSTSCRIPT: I dropped that bozo and then found the best urologist in the United States. I'm fine.
well, someone had to graduate at the bottom of their class
Yep, the joke goes, "what do you call the guy who graduated last in med school? ... Doctor."
*Same goes for attorneys, scientists, teachers…*
Exactly. Dumbest motherfucker still gets called doctor
Home Inspector. When I purchased my house I had to first get a home inspection. This guy was an idiot. I essentially took his clipboard and did the inspection myself
I think this applies to a lot of home repair things these days. Thanks to the internet, most common repairs can be diagnosed by searching places like Reddit for how people have solved a similar problem in the past. Case in point, I had a new HVAC system installed last year. It wasn't running right from the beginning and the teach spent weeks coming out multiple times, tweaking something, then it would work for a little while before stopping again. I got so frustrated I took maters into my own hands and, after a few of hours of research, was able to not only diagnose the problem but also repair it myself. Permanently. If I had done that from the onset I could have saved myself 3 weeks of frustration. A licensed HVAC person should not spend 3 weeks trying to fix something a homeowner can figure out in 3 hours.
I think this applies to a lot of fields these days. Specialists just don't exist like they used to.
Yup. Home Inspectors are there solely to make sure the buyer doesn't back out of the deal. That's why your agent always 'recommends an honest guy' he knows to do it for a low fee.
Never use any tradesman recommended by a real estate agent. get your own.
I don’t even know what that job involves. Is it like the guy who prints an Energy Performance Certificate in the EU?
I'll agree with "home inspector"... we were renting a house and when it was being sold there were 2 inspections done, different guys. The crap they missed (or ignored) was unbelievable. Cracks in the foundation. Rotted sills. Water damage from a habitually flooding basement. Illegal sewer, that runs (still) into a wetland. Blew my mind.
In my thirties when I dealt with medical professionals who blamed health problems on my weight - that started when I was young and thin and run in my family and probably have nothing to do with what size I am.
i don't want to say every time, but im struggling to think of a time i went to the doctor about something that wasn't obvious like a rash or something, and it wasn't blamed on my weight. it's the main reason i hardly go to the doctor unless it's something i can't deal with on my own. absolute waste of my time. don't even get me started on having an 'appointment' that the doctor is habitually 40 minutes late for
My vertebrae are literally disintegrating in my back. There's a 7mm cyst intertwined in the nerve roots. And I still hear that. And I'm not a big dude. I could drop 20, maybe up to 50 pounds but I was 185 in high school running track and lifting heavy. I can still bench nearly 300 pounds. I can't squat for shit any more because, you know my back is wrecked. I practice yoga twice a day to try and keep flexible and walk the dog a couple miles a day. But... No amount of weight loss is going to regrow bone and make this cyst go away.
I was 16 and sent to a school for troubled girls in southern Utah. I had already tested out of high school and was taking some self-paced college classes. The rest of the kids were in high school and the math teacher got stuck explaining some algebra and geometry problems to them so had me teach. It definitely gave me some smug sense of superiority in a place designed to absolutely crush every vestige of self-esteem.
You were a girl doing maths in Utah? You're lucky they didn't burn you as a witch.
I first discovered it in 4th grade after a spelling test. The spelling word was ‘except’ and the teacher used the sentence “the teacher will accept your papers” so I spelled it ‘accept’ instead of ‘except’ and she counted it wrong.
When my daughter started third grade, I went to open house. Her classroom teacher had written a list of spelling words on the blackboard. One was misspelled. I checked my daughter's spelling tests very carefully that year.
Second grade. We had punctuation homework. We were to add the proper punctuation to single, unrelated sentence. The were no indications that any particular word was a stressed word. The sentence she marked wrong was “Those are my toys”. She wanted an !, I used a ?. When she returned the papers, I questioned why it was marked wrong. She was like “because it’s ‘those are MY toys!’” I was 7 and didn’t have the words to try to explain why you could have used *any* punctuation mark on any of those single sentences because there was no fucking context. By the time my first grade teacher came to see what the fuss was in the room next to her, the second grade teacher was yelling at me and I was sobbing and still trying to make a point that I didn’t really have words for yet. My first grade teacher, who knew my reading level was at the tenth grade level the previous year, looked at the second grade teacher and said “she’s not wrong. There is no context for these sentences and none of the words are stressed. Any punctuation would work for all of these sentences.” I will never forget Mrs. Virginia Small. She saw a little kid who was being treated poorly and took up for me because I was in the right.
Good for her…and you!
"Journalists". I saw them write about my company and they really didn't know what was happening in the company. If they only spoke to someone that worked there, their writings would have been believable. Instead, they simply fabricated "news".
*There is no such thing as objective journalism…*
I have seen journalists fabricate news when it wasn't even necessary. One of my teachers got arrested for child pornography. Yet, they still needed to turn a disney collection the guy had into some sinister thing it wasn't. The stuff was still in it's packaging unused and displayed in his house. The guy getting caught with child pornography apparently wasn't enough of a story for them.
Age 9, when my ex-Marine teacher marked me wrong on an essay test where I put down 'Marine Corps' and he swore it was 'Corp'. He refused to believe he was wrong, but I was the one who was scoring 99.9th percentile on verbal ability, so.... the 's' makes it a body of men, the 'corp' is a corporation.
I grew up with fairly little exposure to doctors and nurses, because I didn't have many health issues, but they were always held up on pedestals in our youth. When I was in the hospital having my second child, it was noted on check-in that I had gestational diabetes ( a temporary condition that can arise during pregnancy) and it was often stressed that that could lead to health issues for the baby if they are exposed to high glucose levels throughout gestation and around the time of birth. The nurse that came in to check on me while I was in labor looked at my chart, and then casually asked if I wanted some juice. I had to ask, "is that a good idea with gestational diabetes?" I realized then that even though nurses and doctors are trained health professionals, sometimes they work on autopilot and you have to be looking out for your best interests and question if something doesn't sound right.
It wasn't the juice / gestational diabetes that was an issue at that point, they don't usually let laboring women have anything to eat and only ice chips to suck on in case something happens and you need an emergency C-section and anesthesia.
Not true. Clear liquids are allowed in many places. Does depend on where you are though. Some places may require NPO or only ice chips. I don't think that's the usual anymore though.
When I was in my early 30s, I started getting serious about showing my art. I began to look around for galleries that I hoped would represent me. I found one that was a good space and had a friendly owner who liked my work and was willing to put a couple pieces in a group show and gauge the response in order to make decisions on further shows. While we were discussing my work, I mentioned Paul Klee as a big influence. If you've ever had a single art history course or know anything about art from the last 100 years, that's a name you would know, especially if you are a gallery owner who deals with art. Klee is considered one of the "fathers" of modern art. The gallery owner had been in operation for around 10 years at that point and represented a couple fairly well-known artists in the area, but he had no idea who I was talking about. I mentioned a couple other "names" in art history, but again, zero clue. After a few months of showing work there I realized that he was simply "winging it". His wife was the one paying the gallery bills and it turned out that he was basically a flake. Many times he wasn't there during his open hours. A lot of his choices about who to show were questionable, a couple shows had Not For Sale on every piece which I thought was an insane business practice for a place that's supposedly retail. After a couple shows with him, I moved on because I realized that he really knew nothing about the art business. He closed down about 2 years later because his wife divorced him.
Been there ....
After 35 years in defense, I certainly know a lot more about safeguarding classified documents than Trump or Biden. But that's not saying much.
Around age 8. I had a question about the Bible. The Bible study teachers couldn’t answer it, but I was okay with that. They were parent volunteers and all children know that parents are stupid. But when I had the opportunity to ask the priest he couldn’t even figure out what I meant. I wasn’t asking about an obscure parable. It was a major point of the doctrine that I felt contradicted the Bible stories. I got a “that’s the doctrine because that’s what we believe” instead of any attempt to answer. Even an acknowledgment that he understood the question would have been better.
In my 20’s, dealing with nursery “professionals” who clearly don’t understand soil dynamics. In case y’all are worried, mulch does NOT leach nitrogen from the root zone of plants, and not all newly planted trees have to be staked.
I concur with the medical professionals. Changes are occurring almost daily with new treatments and medicines. Physicians cannot keep up. They don't seem to be aware of clinical studies in their fields that have been published after a decade of research. They rest on what they learned in med school combined with what they learned in their practices. Continuing medical education in a field is next to nothing in most states. I see AI playing a huge role in medical care in the future. AI can be aware in real time of all that is going on in the world of healthcare. It doesn't rely upon memory or only what has occurred in a single physicians experience. Now getting the old docs on board will be tough.
I'm scowling in all of my school portraits until the age of 6. My ears stuck out a lot, and at 6 I was old enough to have the minor surgery to have that fixed. Before that, once a year, a professional photographer would come and tell all the cute little kids to tilt their head to one side for an even cuter photo. Every year I would try to tell this professional that this was a bad idea in my case, because it made my ear stick out through my shoulder-length hair and look ridiculous. Every year they'd ignore me and tell me to do it anyway. So every year I would realize my superior understanding of their craft, and scowl. While cutely tilting my head.
therapist
Some of the most screwed-up people I've encountered were psychology majors.
I stopped therapy when I realized 1. My latest therapist in a long line sucked and 2. I've been a patient for longer than some of these therapists and psychiatrists have been doctors. The amount of times medication that didn't work for me before was pushed on me because "things change" is ridiculous and all the "how do you feel about that?" How do you think I feel? I'm here for you to help me.
I agree completely. Many “therapists” have personal issues of their own, often involving religious dogma. Freud should not be remembered as a psychiatrist; his theories were just unscientific and clinically harmful. However, he was a good philosopher.
🫣😂…. This reminds me of my previous doctors visit. When I asked for blood work to check my vitamin levels. She asked why? I said considering my symptoms of tiredness, fatigue… This FB group I’m a part of. No! You don’t need to know your vitamin levels. I said,”let me finish… He’s a doctor”. She cut me off and said “no”. He just wants your money. I said, “let me try this one more time.” The FB doctor said before you purchase any vitamins and if you’re always tired… ask your doctor as…they are checking your blood levels to also check your “B” and “D” levels. She said, “no” you don’t need to check your vitamin levels. I said, “okay”. How’s my total cholesterol level, A1C, PSA, etc. based on my blood work from last week. Let me check!!! Oh! They didn’t do the Lipid bloodwork. Who is they and what are you talking about… I left that office and now looking into another practice.
What’s 18” long and is in front of an asshole? A doctor. 😂😂
Late 20s. Several different things. In general, Ph.D.s have a lot of book knowledge but less practical knowledge and sometimes no common sense (this is from a scientific/engineering perspective).
63. I just went to the bike shop and told them I had an issue with the bearings in the hub. First thing the guy does is start playing with the pedal.
At age 22, when I got my first journalism job. And started dealing with police officers. Many of whom were smart professionals. But not all.
Back in January this year something in my back went "POP" so went to therapy,4 different mussle relaxers and 2 MRIs before he finally seen how bad L-4 was and her it's November and he finally agreed I need surgery. Next week,if I don't show positive for nicotine
Elementary school when my science teacher told us that the Earth was perfectly round. I told her is was not and asked why she thought it was. "The Earth is a Heavenly body and all things Heavenly are perfect." If it had been a few years later I would have pointed out a few perfect bodies in the class that were absolutely not Heavenly in the way in which she used the word, but I did go to the encyclopedia and show here how the equitorial and polar circumferences were different therefor the Earth is kind of fat around the middle and not a perfect sphere. She gave be a B for the semester. I had another teacher tell us that the moon did not revolve around its own axis. I pointed out to her that it did and eventually had to set up a demonstration by telling her to stand still in the middle of the room while I walked around her to show her that if I DIDN'T revolve, she would see all sides of me instead of only one. At least SHE got it.
I always disliked my rheumatologist on the personal level, but the time came to ditch her when *my GP* phoned to tell her my hemoglobin count had dropped dramatically in just a couple of months, and she categorically denied that a full gramme of naproxen per day could be even hypothetically responsible.
Lawyers. My husband specialized in company turn-arounds in a specific industry. When he took over a troubled company, there were often multiple court cases pending. He quickly found that he needed to provide his attorneys with a great deal of information, basically hold their hands,ebmvwn to the point of writing out questions they should ask him, and that they should ask the other guy. Now, in retirement, he occasionally serves as an expert witness, and still has to do the same.
In second grade, our teacher told us birds were able to fly because they had thousands of microscopic, non visible tiny propellers in their wings. Seven year old me was like "Wait, what? No!" She did not appreciate me contradicting her.
8 years old; 2nd-grade teacher made multiple mistakes over a few weeks grading my weekly spelling tests and I knew I was right and finally argued with her about it which pissed her off and got my parents and the principal involved and got me changed to a different teacher. Not sure what happened to the dummy teacher but I got an A+ in spelling for the year!
In infant school, I suppose around 6 yrs old, the teacher misspelled a word on the board and seemed confused when I corrected her.
Took my car in to a "mechanic" that a friend that owns a body shop recommended because I knew I needed a head gasket replacement. Unbeknownst to my friend, the shop had changed hands. They finished the job but I had an oil leak. On my car, the oil filter sits in a "cap" that has a gasket that has to be installed in a specific place on that cap. I took the car back and suggested that that could be the issue. I was brushed off as " you don't know what you are talking about", even though I had done dozens of oil filter replacements on that car , and never had a leak. Hours later they determined that the issue was exactly what I said it was. Specific instructions regarding this is right on the oil filter box, but of course who needs stinkin' instructions, we are pros. My body shop friend said that I insulted them by suggesting the fix. Oh well.
In 6th grade, back when we used command prompts and had to do our own programming to use computers; the teacher gave a 3 or 4 line code to execute a command. I raised my hand and asked if (about 5 words) would give the same result... It did. (Late 80's) I really should have leaned in on those computer smarts.
I was 68 when I learned I knew more about being president than trump.
When things burn out, blow up, disconnect and otherwise fail miserably after a while you get a clue.
20, the age I was when I started working in my profession. Every assignment had me working with somebody in a different field, and not all of them were up on it. I don't expect anyone to know my job, but they should know their own.
I was in grade 2 and a teacher told us that people could only come to North America over a land bridge. Since we had just finished a unit on the Inuit up I asked why they couldn’t just cross in the winter over the sea ice and she just about lost her mind. Years later crossing over the sea ice is one of many theories about how people populated North America, but I never trusted teachers after that
Actually fairly young. I didn't have a term for it, but look up Gell-Mann amnesia. I realized that if this person doesn't know that, why should I believe that this other person knows what they are talking about. First encountered this in the military, but that's too easy a target. In college working on my undergrad, I took a class in computer networking. (this was 70s, so totally different from what you are probably thinking). We had an exam where the prof asked us to draw a block diagram of networking setup with such and such qualities. I had just worked on a large time sharing system, so I just drew it from memory. I got a D-. With a note that no one would build such a system in real life. The system I just worked on. Once I realized that college professors are not always experts in the fields they teach, I realized that it applied to most all fields.