I love when that happens! That's because I hate being wrong. I really really really hate it. I hate being wrong so much that I'm extremely grateful when peop

I love when that happens! That's because I hate being wrong. I really really really hate it. I hate being wrong so much that I'm extremely grateful when people point out my mistakes. Then I get to stop being wrong and start being right! The satisfaction I get from that more than makes up for any amount of embarrassment stemming from the revealing of my mistake. It's not that I hate _appearing_ to be wrong. A little embarrassment never killed anybody. Rather, _being_ wrong is awful, even if nobody knows it, even if I don't know it. I hate being wrong.