Memory at the CNE

I just remembered something funny that happened a couple years back.. the specific amount of time... obviously escapes me. My family and I were at the CNE, and we came to a little bowling game booth. For some reason, my past experiences of playing these sort of games did not flood back into my mind.
I really do have a terrible memory.
So the objective of the game was unclear to me, I was expecting someone to go over the rules: Roll the ball up as if you were bowling. I guess they assumed everyone who shows up has an obvious idea of how this game worked. Not I. I decided to toss the ball and sink them into the holes... My muscle memory even told me something was a little off. It wasn't until the carni boy came over and informed me that I was to roll the ball, did I stop. I was doing a pretty good job at sinking the balls like a basketball, none the less. It just didn't occur to me that I wasn't doing it wrong. In a way this taught me to think outside of the box. Even if it was a miniscule activity, the lesson of doing tasks outside of convention is an innovative thing.

Looking back I think it's still a little embarrassing and funny, but these are one of the many little life lessons that I think we all come to acquire through experience.
It's a beautiful thing.