Here's a thought. Be careful what you ask. Sometimes the very asking of the question is a threat to the natural order of things. Forget the answer. The answer might be yes or no and it matters not either way. The point is that some questions just shouldn't be asked. For example, you don't ask a pensioner at the bus stop if she's aware that she has an inch-long black hair growing out of her top lip. You don't ask the person in the office who has just posted pictures of a game of pass the parcel on the company internal website why they've done this.

Some questions just don't work. The idea is you either know the answer, or you remain ignorant of it. That's how life is supposed to work.

I, of course, can't help ask the occasional blinder of a question... which may or may not make me sit around wondering if I'll ever get an answer. The big question, though, is what the hell would be the point of this random nugget of knowledge I've sought. Either way, it's just data. Still, I think my naturally outspoken nature, and my desire to have a full knowledge-tank have produced someone incapable of just letting things lie.

Ooopsie.