Sometimes Being a Genius is Hard

Sometimes being a genius is hard.

For example, one of the hardest things about being a genius is getting people to understand that a genius’ time is better spent solving the world’s problems than explaining to the people who administer the genius tests that their evaluation system is too primitive to understand your genius.

But sometimes being a genius is fun, like asking the mouthbreathers at the genius testing center: “If you’re a genius, why are you working at the testing center that administers genius tests instead of solving the world’s problems? And if you’re not a genius, what makes you think you could formulate a question only a genius could answer?”

But sometimes the fun parts of being a genius are immediately followed by hard parts, like when the mouthbreathers at the genius testing center don’t like your questions or being called ‘mouthbreathers’ and chase you around the lobby and try to stab you with No. 2 pencils.

But sometimes one of the mouthbreathers chasing you trips and falls and suddenly being a genius seems fun again.

But sometimes when you stop to take a picture of the mouthbreather who fell, you forget about the second mouthbreather who didn’t fall, and this second knuckledragger tackles you, and it seems like being a genius is hard all over again.

But sometimes when the browfurrowers who run the genius testing center make their statement to the police and the one that tackles you gives his name, and his name is “Francis,” and you and the policeman both laugh at him, suddenly being a genius seems fun again.

Another hard part about being a genius is when the mouthbreathers at the genius testing center insist you’re at the wrong location and that the genius testing center is across the street and ask why a genius can’t read the names or numbers on the front of the building.

But another fun part of being a genius is when you pretend not to believe the mouthbreathers that the genius testing center is across the street and you ask to see the address on Google Maps and when one of them hands you his smartphone you throw it against the wall.

But another hard part is when the phone bounces off the wall and doesn’t break and everybody gives you an embarrassed look and you have to say, “I said I was a genius, not an athlete.”