Last night, for some reason I can't remember, I was reminded of an incident that occurred in the 7th grade although it took me several years afterwards to realize how weird it was.
After school, almost everyday for several months, a boy named Sean would call me to chat. I didn't think about it at the time, but he probably had a crush on me. One day I stated a desire to have my navel pierced. He said,
"EWWW. What??! That's gross."
I asked why.
"Girls don't have navels."
I think I tried to explain to him that yes, they do because everyone does. But the realization of the oddness of his statment years later begs a much stranger question.
What on earth did he think a navel was?