It isn't a bad idea, I will join in, although the 'experience' I am about to share has nothing to do with Linux at all, it is about computing in general (in fact I think it was a Win98 box where this happened, but that is irrelevant). This is not an April Fools joke btw this is absolutely, 100% true.
First some background.
I was 40 years old before I ever saw a computer, and my first experience of them was not so much a love/hate relationship, it was a hate/hate one - I hated them and they hated me. The place I was working at the time introduced computers for specific tasks, which they deemed would be more 'productive' than the old paper method of doing the same tasks. Translated of course it meant they could get rid of the people that used to process the paperwork. We certainly did not have a computer each, in fact there were two machines to be shared between about 40 people, this meant that whenever you had to use them there was a queue of people waiting to do the same. Now some of the younger employees had a certain amount of knowledge of computers, but I had none, when I was at school we were taught to use an abacus (in history classes) and a slide rule (in maths classes), nothing else, it wasn't a deprived school by any means, but that is all it had, in fact that is all there was at the time. Anyway the rule was that whenever I was in the works computer room, there would be an even longer wait than usual as I didn't have the slightest idea what I was doing. This was compounded by the fact that I only had to walk into the room for both of the computers to crash, I didn't even have to touch them
So now the 'experience'.
I was in the computer room trying to do what I had to do and as usual I was failing to do it. I was muttering under my breath and cursing the day that computers were ever invented when one of the younger employees that actually new a little bit about them looked over my shoulder and offered to help (I guess he was tired of waiting).
"What is the problem?" he said, or words to that effect. My answer was something like, "I am trying to click on this button here, but it doesn't work properly".
"Show me" he says.
I clicked the button again and nothing meaningful happened.
"See what I mean" says I.
"But you right clicked on it he says, you need to left click".
I looked at him with a very pained expression and said,
"I don't know what difference that is going to make?"
"Well just try it" says he.
I moved the mouse from my right hand to my left hand, clicked the same button, got the same result, turned around and with a triumphant look upon my face said,
"See, I told you it wouldn't make any difference".
I can't remember exactly what happened next, I think he said he would come back later, or maybe he just fell on the floor laughing, who knows.
But for me, I felt totally vidicated, and carried on my hate/hate relationship with my companies computers for quite a long while, until I got one of my own in fact. After that it didn't take me that long to learn the difference between 'right click' and 'left click', but if you come from a background such as I did, that difference is nowhere near as obvious as you would imagine.
I try and remember that incident when I am answering questions on the forum, but I must say it is difficult to do so.