British Columbia, Canada
Hey you! They tried to convert me too! My Grandfather (who is the subject of many a poem but not on this site) actually tied my hand behind my back, hit it with a stick, and I can't mention the other things he did to try to "convert" me. Thankfully I took after my Mother and Grandmother and before I knew what "pffffffttttt" meant or was, I said it in my head to him and all the teachers and "leftied on". I have to sit on the end of the table too, LOL, can't stand it anywhere else, and let's talk about fridge doors, doorknobs in general, walking, driving, oh....don't get me started. However, I golf both right and left handed, and can pat my head and stomach at the same time with both hands. Guess this only says one thing right? I have too much time on my hands.