It is good that you are not Mensa, the Woman are flaming libs, and the Men have no common sense. I have known a few like that.
The day I tested they made the mistake of inviting me to a "Mensa Luncheon" at a nice restaurant in a private marina just off Star Island (Miami).
I lasted about five minutes with those superscillious, self-centered, preening sphincters when I asked the Proctor, "Which way to the men's room?"
I hit the parking lot running and never looked back. Life is way too short.
;^\