BTW, in high school, while I was regarded as 'funny', I was not the class clown. Additionally, while was not in the 'outcast' group, I was far from being in either the popular, cool, or jock cliques.
However, at the defense contractor, in my area of 'cubeville' (and much to my astonishment) I was definitely in the cool, and popular cliques. My status was actually very slow to dawn on me too. On occasion, despite only having a 2 year degree (GASP !!) I also got feedback I could sometimes be unexpectedly brilliant. I once was evaluating a new mock up of a proposed piece of equipment the company was bidding and noted that since the mock up was made from white plastic, despite being nearly completely filled with mechanicals, it was still much easier looking in it and being able to see details as compared to an actual production item that would have been a dull and dark metal casting and seeing inside would have been problematic. Anyhow, the funny and brilliant part was, that was actually one of my job functions, evaluating products for ease of manufacturing and repair. I don't know if the finished product (or anything else they ever made after that) had a white interior, but once I pointed out the beneficial effect, everyone on the design review committee agreed I was correct.
I had a trainee at the time, and until that moment he thought our function was rather nebulous and undefinable. I could see the look on his face that I had taught him something unexpected.
And then my trainee started calling me "sir" . . . .
However, at the defense contractor, in my area of 'cubeville' (and much to my astonishment) I was definitely in the cool, and popular cliques. My status was actually very slow to dawn on me too. On occasion, despite only having a 2 year degree (GASP !!) I also got feedback I could sometimes be unexpectedly brilliant. I once was evaluating a new mock up of a proposed piece of equipment the company was bidding and noted that since the mock up was made from white plastic, despite being nearly completely filled with mechanicals, it was still much easier looking in it and being able to see details as compared to an actual production item that would have been a dull and dark metal casting and seeing inside would have been problematic. Anyhow, the funny and brilliant part was, that was actually one of my job functions, evaluating products for ease of manufacturing and repair. I don't know if the finished product (or anything else they ever made after that) had a white interior, but once I pointed out the beneficial effect, everyone on the design review committee agreed I was correct.
I had a trainee at the time, and until that moment he thought our function was rather nebulous and undefinable. I could see the look on his face that I had taught him something unexpected.
And then my trainee started calling me "sir" . . . .
The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
