I’m talking about Rubik’s Cube. I bought the damn thing back in the 70’s. I’ve come close a few times in lining up the colors right, but I have never solved it completely. I suppose I’m admitting to you and to myself that I’m not smart enough to figure it out.
I keep it on my desk—have for years. Why? I’m not sure. Maybe it’s to remind myself that I’m stupid.
A friend saw it on my desk once and wanted to borrow it. I wouldn’t let him. I didn’t like the idea of him returning it with the colors all lined up. I didn’t want to know that he was smarter than me.
. . . and don’t get me started on jigsaw puzzles.
(Image from rubiks.com)