I went to the optician, he sat me in his chair, clamped the nerdy frames to my head and asked me to read the letters, I thought I had done rather well but he looked perplexed, apparently I got them all wrong.
Then in a
moment, I realised what I had done.
When I entered the small consultation room I noticed that I was to be sat in front of a mirror, and the light-box was behind me, and knowing that, on some subconscious level, it caused me to read from right to left.
I asked the optician if many of his patients had done this, he answered no, it was a career first for him,
but he said he was sure it was a sign of high intellect, as he winked at his assistant.