And no, it's not what you're thinking (it's always about sex with you, isn't it?)...
My daughter is a lefty. And she hates it. And though I tell her it’s a good thing – that it means she has a creative mind (and she does) – I kind of hate it, too. She’s always dragging her arm through marker or paint (she hasn’t mastered the ‘lefty curve’ yet) and I can’t ever get her sleeves clean. Her left hand is always covered in ink, her handwriting leaves a lot to be desired, and though my mom has tried to teach her to knit several times (something she really wants to learn), we can’t figure out how to flip the instructions to apply to a left-handed person. It’s frustrating.
And I can totally sympathize. Not that I’m left-handed. Not really. Well, OK, sort of. I’m bi-handed (and yes, I believe I coined that term). Bi-handed is someone who is not quite ambidextrous but uses both hands pretty much equally. See, here’s how it goes...
I write with my right hand.
But I throw with my left. This was an issue when I was 9 and my parents wouldn’t buy me a lefty’s glove for softball, because, duh, I’m right-handed. So I would catch with my left hand, switch the ball to my right, throw my glove down on the ground, and – finally – throw the ball with my left. My coach said it was taking too much time and the other teams were scoring too many runs. Not cool. My parents broke down and bought me a lefty’s glove.
But I bat right-handed.
And I catch with either hand. Though I’m better with my right.
I also bowl with either hand. The first time I realized this was when I was in my 20’s, bowling on a league with some people from work. After my turn, my captain looked at me strangely and said, “Do you realize you bowled the first frame with your right hand and the 2nd with your left?” Nope, I didn’t even know I did it. Too bad I suck equally with both hands.
I play tennis and racquetball with either hand.
I golf right-handed. This was finally sorted about 10 years ago, as I hadn’t touched a golf club since a nightmarish mini-golf excursion when I was 7, where I was mocked by my entire family for not being able to determine how to hold the club or stand… the whole lefty/righty thing was very confusing back then!
(I apologize in advance for this bit, as it’s really TMI, but it clearly illustrates my ‘condition’) In the bathroom, I do the whole wipe thing left-handed. I simply cannot do it with the right. However, I do the other bathroom thing (you know, that thing only girls do to plug Aunt Flo for a few days a month) with my right hand. I simply cannot do that left-handed.
So that's me. Not quite a righty... not quite a lefty... Bi.