How humiliating it can be to be ushered into
the reality of pride pricked at the table of social
consciousness when just desserts is served as
the main course following a peek at the entree
plated empty of the brilliant cuisine generated by
the knowledge of one who knows everything.
When, with the casual assurance of a botanist
which you are not, you authoritatively
pointed out to a novice the cherries ripening
on a feral forest tree. Consternation on the
bemused face of your companion as she blurted
but..but... that's a hawthorn! And you were
quick to change the subject unable to muster
an acknowledgement of your lack of mastery
in a realm of nature where you 'excelled'.
My, how that smarts, Ms. Smarty-pants!
Now the question lingering in your mind is
what is more humbling; the realization of
your absurd error or your inability to own it?
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