|“You are Technically Correct! The best kind of Correct!”
Image of Bureaucrat 1.0 via theinfosphere.org
Um. I just went from tiny pinecone enthusiast to potential arsonist with a close call on face-plant injuries in like 30 seconds. That’s kind of crazy even for you, Me. So reign it in a little, huh? Your husband is looking at you wanting to make conversation about “pinus ponderosa” and “pinus contorta.”
So maybe in a way I need to be surrounded by some Technical Correctness. Not only does it arm me with well informed jumping off points for future cerebral meanderings but it pulls me back to the center when I wander too close to the edge. Balance is a good thing.
These instances of Technical Correctness usually end with zero balancing of my imaginative spirit and lots of “JUST PICK UP YOUR ROOM!” and “Moooom, you should reallybe more SPECIFIC!” Then I get even more irritated by my husband and his Technical Correctness because clearly that entire exchange was all his fault whereas, obviously, my stubborn self is completely blameless.
After all, while it has its place in the world and can even have a balancing effect on more imaginative souls, Technically Correct is not the be all and end all of Correct. Life is more of a multi-layered, nuanced performance piece than a spreadsheet. So seriously kid. Go pick up your room.