Thank you. I try.
I figured you were because you cranked that out very quickly.
I was asked by Apple to join them a couple times, but always told them no, not because I didn't want to work there, I loved their environment and the challenges, but because they couldn't come close to matching the lifestyle I had here in Phoenix. I had friends working there, in the executive levels, and my home was twice the size that theirs were on a much lower salary. My commute was a lot shorter and less hectic, and my kids were in excellent schools. As much as I'd have loved working there, nuh-uh.
I found out about having it in second grade or so, and felt ashamed, or defective. I don't have it bad, it's a medium level thing, but it's annoying. I used to do landscape and pro-sports photography and learned how to do workarounds with my equipment and process-flow to ensure my colors were spot-on, and had a lot of very happy customers, but never learned to trust my initial judgement on colors. It's especially annoying when we're traveling and someone will say, "Oh LOOK AT THOSE RED FLOWERS!" as we're zooming past, and I can't see them unless I stop and look carefully, because reds don't look different than green to me when I'm in motion. It's just one of my many crosses to bear.