Do you enjoy the very bright youngsters? Yesterday afternoon I again spent some time with one of ours. He’s ranked something silly in IQ against the others at Mensa.
What I do find interesting is that he has a few ‘quirks’. (Why do I think the intelligent ones shouldn’t also be human?)
He doesn’t like to do anything where he can’t do it well, or extremely well – that’s his preference. I realised it’s probably because he’s not accustomed to failing, being more accustomed to doing best of all around him.
He doesn’t like cats. I suspect they are too unpredictable.
For some reason he and I just clicked when we met. I feel like a doting aunt, chatting and enjoying watching him. We met by chance yesterday as we were there for different reasons, but had fun with the chat, discussing a model he is building for a new customer project, where I’m the one in the company who has the most experience of the customer so I could add some useful stuff for the discussion.
Over the hour I realised just how thirsty I must have been, I polished off an iced tea, glass of water and then a latte, and still when I got home had another glass of water. He had – HORLICKS. In warm weather in the daytime.
Wow! If I’d done that I’d have been asleep under the table in two minutes.
I think I should get some for those nights I can’t sleep.