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I used to think that Microsoft is a repairman because my dad always called up Microsoft to fix his Windows.
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I used to think that Microsoft is a repairman because my dad always called up Microsoft to fix his Windows.
My mom worked, and still does work, for an accounting firm, so she faxes a lot of things. One time, when I was little, I was with her at work and she left me to go 'fax a letter' to someone. Till I was about thirteen I believed that you put a sealed and postaged stamped letter into a fax machine and it teleported it, letter and all, to the other fax machine and I was so excited we would have human sized teleporters within my lifetime. I think my delusion was shattered when I asked her if I could fax my Christmas thank you cards to my grandmother.
For the longest time when I was little, I was scared to ride in any elevators. I would either hold on to the railing or onto my mother very tightly and close my eyes. I used to believe that when it started going up or down, any small child would be hurled in the opposite direction and stuck there until it stopped, thus causing them to be hurt badly. This more so in hospital elevators so they could have patients to work on.
I used to believe that the water used by firefights to put out fires was special water...not regular everyday water, but special, powerful water to put out fires.
As a child I was afraid of elevators. I was afraid that if you were inside and the door closed with no buttons pushed, the elevator would either go somewhere out of the building, pulling near-fatal Gs, or just vanish taking you along with it.
When I was about four, a friend and I thought we were quite the scientists. We planned to build space ships to fly into space, and always wanted to build robots. I used to spend all my library time at school reading up on how to build spaceships, and decided that we would have to be able to go faster than the speed of light to get where we wanted to in time.
One day I was visiting my friends house, and we were supposed to be building as robot, but my friend had lost the "chip" before i came over (the "chip" is the part that makes the robot work). I was really upset, until we decided we could just get a new chip from inside a battery. We started attacking a AA battery, but only black goo was coming out (battery acid). I told my friend, and he said, it's ok, the black goo is just in there to protect the "chip". I never found it, but for years I believed all i needed to make a robot work was the illusive "chip".
I grew up believing that the microwave would blow up if someone put metal in it. Thanks to the Myth Busters, I now know this isn't true... But when I was a kid, I'd either run out of the house screaming or run to my parents' bedroom (the furtherst room away from the kitchen [my bedroom was on the other side of the wall from the microwave, so I couldn't hide there!]) and hide, waiting for either the microwave or the whole house to blow up whenever my mom microwaved a bowl of soup with a spoon in it.
I used to believe that the gum on the sidewalk that was the color black was gravity, and if it all of the pieces were peeled off around the world, everyone would float into outerspace
i used to think that you could just BUY a spaceship, like at the grocery store or something and we could go into space whenever we felt like it, so i asked my dad if he could take my cousin and me up into space sometime... i pictured us just floating there in our everyday clothes and then going back home and parking the spaceship in the garage...
I used to believe computer viruses were same as biological viruses.I thought that is why computers were kept in air conditioned rooms to prevent them from being attacked by these ' viruses'.
When I was young(about 6ish), my mother's friend mentioned that she had bought an answering machine.
I, for the next few years wondered what voice the 'answers' would use, and what the 'answers' would be.
(damn.. shoulda asked what the meaning of life was)
After spinning around in a chair or just self-propelled, I thought the spinning environment was the earth rotating. I used to do it a lot cuz i thought it was the only way i could see the earth spinning.
I used to believe that photocopy machines contained special rubber stamps with every possible text or image they might ever need to reproduce, so it was just a simple matter of the machine picking the right stamp.
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you know how there are atoms in the air and everywhere? good sence my little brothers name is adam i thought there where little versions of my brother in the air............. creepy
i used to believe that when a telephone rang, it would never go into an answering machine and it would just ring forever. so one time, my mom and i were in a hurry, and the fone rang. she said just to ignore it coz we were leaving. i felt very bad for the person who had to wait on the line until we got back and answered the fone.
When I was three, I thought that cars stayed one place and the earth moved under us when we drove places. One day my mom asked how I would explain the cars that were moving toward us. I told her that the earth must be split in two so it could move in two directions at once. Then we went under an over pass and I could no longer understand how in the world we were still moving.
While our wireless set was just big enough for a very little man inside to do all that talking and make music too, it was just not understandable how he could get inside a thin gramophone record. I asked and all I got from my Dad was some very abstract stuff about sound waves and electricity. (ElectriCITY, as the word suggested, came from the nearest CITY and had something to do with all those smoking chimneys.) It was still not understandable to me, but it was reassuring that it was apparently understandable to my Dad.
When I was about 6 years old and my fammily had just gotten a microwave oven my friend and I were firmly convinced that it gave off dangerous radiation when turned on. If ever we had to pass the microwave when turned on we would run bent over quickly in order to avoid the radiation. Standing in front of it when it was turned on was of course unthinkable and I must admit -still is today! I am still slightly scared of turned on microwave ovens.....
when i was 3or 4 and out with my parents, my mothing said we had better get home before the phone rang off the wall. When we got home, I checked and the phone was where it should be & I told her it hadn't rung off the wall!
My freind and me had an obsession with fire. and yes were girls. well one day i found the lighter my mom ussually hid from me. i thought that water was flammable, and if you mixed it goldfish a magical fish woould appear, and it would be green and made of playdoh. OK i was creative ( : anyway we got the lighter and found some water and a pack of goldfish. we put it in the toilet. the we threw the lighter in and screamed "FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" because when people saw fire thats what they yelled so we thought that what made it catch on fire. My mom jus locked me in a cage till i was 10.