The first time I picked up a crayon, I used my left hand. My parents were concerned but waited it out. After watching me use my left hand the next few times they decided to convert me.

I was brought to a special Sunday school service where right is right. They started with drawing, then moved on to writing. Eventually they worked on my instincts, by throwing things at me, at random, to ensure I used the right hand to catch. I was slapped with a yard stick in the knuckles whenever I used the wrong hand.

Leftiism exists. Parents think they are helping but it's caused all sorts of problems in my life.

Notebook thing dont really make sense?cuz you flip it for the other page anyway

My favourite part is when people that I've known for a while go "you're left handed?"

I love being married to my left-handed wife. We can cook on the same stove together, we can read and hold hands, we can eat without bumping each other so long as we sit correctly. So many things are easier for us because one of us is a lefty.

And who could forget granny's: when you're left handed, "YOU'RE THE LITERAL SPAWN OF SATAN" ok, dear?

Every time I do something wrong or I'm clumsy my mother blames it on "it's because he's left-handed" been this way for 36 years now.

I agree with all but the last one. From my experience, I'm the only one NOT noticing how anyone writes while I get "oh, you're left-handed" constantly.

But the smudging part reminded me of something that happened to me:

I had a maths teacher who always had one of us do the homework on one of those overhead projector foil things and show them in front of class. I had a geometry task and would always smear the rewritable pen with my palms, or mess the lines up because I had to hold my hand awkwardly high. He did make me do it over and over again because he thought it was sloppy. My mum tried to talk to the teacher and the principal, that I as a lefty kind of faced an uphill battle there, so having me re-do it when I wasn't able to do it the first time was not really going anywhere. The teacher only told her that I needed to learn ways around my left-handedness. So my mum had me do the homework with a permanent marker. No smearing anymore. The teacher even had a smug face on and was all like "See? You can do it after all". That smugness was gone when he tried to clean up the foil. No one said that he had to like the ways I found to deal with such BS.

I use scissors exclusively with my left hand just to point out to any lefty around that you don't need to buy special scissors.

Bottom left panel - writing from right to left?

Where is the love for all of us ambidextrous folk out there

I can relate to the bottom left image.

My first language is Arabic, which reads from right to left. I am right handed. As such, my hand gets covered in ink.

As a left-handed person I resent being called out like this.

It is advantageous in ancient combat though. When everyone is carrying a shield with their left hand and their sword on their right hand, the leftie can strike their relatively unprotected opponent's right shoulder, unless the opponent is in formation and has an ally to its right.

Handedness doesn't really matter, it's all about how you were taught (or weren't) to do things. For example, my brother is left-handed, but he uses a mouse in the right hand. I'm right handed, but I'm holding the fork in the right hand.

Just write upside down.

The second one is stupid though... The rings get in the way 50% of the time regardless of handedness. If you are right handed, writing on the back of the page sucks. If you are left handed, writing on the front sucks.