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I used to believe…

When I was about 5 I used to believe that mice were controlling the stop lights and there would be one mouse telling them when to turn the light over a head set.

I used to believe…

When I was younger, I'd be in the car with my parents and they'd stop at a gas station and both go inside, while I waited in the car. I thought beyond a reasonable doubt that they switched keys with someone and the people who returned though looked like my parents weren't them, and I'd ask them where we were going, to make sure they weren't taking me some where strange.

I used to believe that turning signals were magical, or were controlled by your thoughts. I never noticed my mom using a little lever to activate them. I didn't figure this out until probably middle school when I finally just asked how they worked.

i used to believe that there were little people in the street lights that payed attention to the cars and traffic, so whenever they felt it necessary, they would switch it. They lived in the lights.

I used to believe…

When i was a kid i thought indicators in the car were for the person driving it and that the car was telling him where to go.
I never understood HOW the car knew in which direction we want to go.
Later i realised that the driver gives an indicator to the others driving on the road.
Took away all my 'car has a brain theory'.
:/

I used to believe…

Stoplights work by using little men behind the colors. Getting stopped at multiple stoplights in a row meant that you had angered these little men and had to pay a ticket you got in the mail

I used to think that gas was drilled like oil. "How lucky that two gas stations across the street found a well!" My 5-year old brain thought.

When I was 7 or so, I finally saw a tanker truck unloading gas at a station. I asked my dad about this strange occurrence...who informed me that gas stations had underground storage tanks. Mind Blown!

I used to believe…

When I was little, around five years old, I believed that all traffic lights had cameras on them, and that people watched the cameras to decide exactly when to turn the light yellow to avoid car accidents.

I used to believe that there were little men inside traffic lights, controlling when they changed, and if you were bad, it would turn read and if you were good it would turn green.

I used to believe…

When I was little, I believed that there was a man in a big silver box changing the stoplights. For years I was thinking, COME ON DUDE WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOREVER!!!
Then when I finally asked one day
"hey mom, how do the stop and go lights change?" then I knew.

i used to believe that there was a tiny creature in that box with the button you press to cross at the lights, and every time you pressed the button it gave him an electric shock.
therefore i believed that pressing it heaps of times made him hurry up and change the lights

I used to believe…

When i was little i thought all of the traffic lights in the world were controlled by a man in a big room full of moniters. He would just run back and forth pressing buttons in the room to change the lights. Whenever a light was taking especially long i assumed it was because he was tired :D

I used to believe…

When I was younger I used to believe the blinkers in a car knew how to get where you were going and all you had to do was follow them. I could never figure out how they new where I was going.

I used to believe that little women worked underground to change the stop lights. They could tell when to change them by using telescopes that went above the surface like submarines.

i used to believe that there were little mice inside the traffic lights, just chilling inside and evilly making the light red as cars approached

I used to believe…

As a little girl I used to believe that really tiny people controled the traffic lights. So when the light was red I would yell out the window asking the tiny people to turn the red lights green.