What about us lefties?

In communist Romania I wasn't allowed to write with my left hand. They tied it back during lessons because I kept changing hands while writing or drawing. It was hell. At calligraphy my marks were the lowest in my entire career as a student because my hand writing was atrocious. It took me a long time to be able to write eligibly. At family dinners my relatives were displeased because I was eating with my left hand. It wasn't "acceptable". I couldn't play the guitar properly because guitars were for right handed people. 

I was good at sports though. Fencing, mainly and volleyball, too. Being different was an advantage, even if it wasn't in line with the communist party ideology - we were all supposed to be the same. 

I have forgotten about this up until today, after buying (on-line, my only excuse) a very sweet mug. I like quirky mugs, I have lots of them. But, surprise, surprise! I won't be able to drink from it. Because it was made for right-handed people! Only for them. You can see it in the picture. I am bit disappointed, to be honest. I didn't think when I bought it, though. I am going to gift it to my husband and maybe ask Next (it was their on-line shop I got it from) a question or two.