I'm Colorblind! Jealous?

Like 12% of all white males, I'm colorblind. Red Green color blind to be exact. When I tell people about my pigment challenges, they usually ask me a lot of dumb ass questions like "what color is the sky?" I'm not stupid. I know the sky is blue. I am a proud pre-school graduate and I was able to gather some great information in between juice box binges. Puh-Lease. The next question is usually: "So is everything in black and white?" Fuck no. I'm not living in some I Love Lucy universe. And thank God. That show always made me so nervous. I always wanted her stay out of trouble! And don't get me started on Fred. Jesus Christ! I hated Fred. What a downer. Okay. Rant over. Back to my gorgeous eyes.

I do see colors. I just don't see the colors most people do. I think that's actually pretty cool. I love the colors I see. Then again, they're all I've ever seen or known. Have their been some wardrobe malfunctions in my past? Absolutely. But I'm better now. I hardly ever wear pink and red together anymore. But I'm holding onto my brown and orange combos. I happen to like looking like a 1970s kitchen every now and then.

My question is this: If red green colorblindness is pretty common (at least in dudes), who the fuck designed streetlights? I'd be lying if I said I hadn't gotten confused at an intersection or ten. Then again, it did take me 6 tries to get my license. But that's another story for another time.

Are you colorblind? Take this test. Or better yet, check out this image below. See a number in the circle? Cuz I sure as fuck don't.