Is it wrong to like being wrong? I find it gives me a subtle, sheepish buzz | Hannah Jane Parkinson

A slice of humble pie doesn’t taste as bad as you might think

This might sound strange, and disingenuous, but there is an unexpected pleasure in being wrong. (Of course, this is a rare pleasure for me.) Specifically, the exact moment of realisation. There is also a pleasure in an energetic back-and-forth with a mate, when both of you are convinced that you are correct – but, unless there is some misunderstanding in communication, you cannot both be right. This phase of the argument is also quite eerie, because it suggests that you are living in parallel universes. Or that one of you was incredibly drunk, which is a possibility.

Depending on the beef, phones will be whipped out; Google will be fired up; other pals will be dragged in to take a side. Sometimes it’s just a question of whether a word is valid in Scrabble. Sometimes it’s a specific thing that did (or did not) happen on a historic night out, or the title of a long-ago film.

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from The Guardian http://bit.ly/2HX3nGB