How... Sad.

George at Decrepit Old Fool is depressed. So am I. And it's all because we got 100% on a science quiz.


My darlings, I may have scored better than 90% of the public, but that gives me no joy. You know why?

Because the questions were so simple a caveman should've been able to answer them. They included brain-puzzlers such as:

Electrons are smaller than atoms:

True
False

and

What gas do most scientists believe causes temperatures in the atmosphere to rise?

Hydrogen
Helium
Carbon dioxide
Radon

How are we supposed to feel all super-superior and stuff when that's the level of difficulty? I'd feel proud of my results if I were better than, oh, say, 5% of the country. But to be in the top 10% with questions that bloody simple - that's like beating a bunch of drunk people at coordination tests. It's bloody meaningless, is what it is. A Pyrrhic victory of sorts.

Still. At least George and I didn't have to deal with the humilation of failing the damned thing...