Warhead wrote:
Sheeeit. That means there are two correct answers.
I hated these things at school as well. I was never sure whether it was that I was mentally deficient, or that I'd been scarred by a sadistic male teacher that I had in my second year in junior school. His view was that if you failed at anything it was YOUR fault and he used to have blazing rants and sometimes physically punish kids, mainly by grabbing them violently while ranting. It got to the stage where I was refusing to go to school, saying I was ill, which I pretty much was, because I was terrified every day. My mum complained to the head master, who was very supportive and who eventually got rid of the teacher in question.
Even now, when faced with a puzzle like this, I get angry with myself if I'm not able to see or work out the solution, or even worse, don't understand it when it's shown to me.
Fortunately I never had an experience as awful as that, but I think my fear of getting something wrong at school translated into not being able to ask for help on things I didn't fully understand as a grown up, or being too scared to make suggestions if there was even a little bit of doubt my answer might not be spot on.
Took a while to undo that. Now I can't stop telling everyone how clever I am