For lunch today I had noodles with “stuff” on it. Did it taste okay? Yes. Do I know what I ate? No. Do I want to know what it is? No.To state it simply, I am perplexed therefore I am satisfied.
My experience is that often you are better off not knowing. At dinner I had a Coke. As I was (happily) drinking I noticed a waitress pull a glass out, look at it, rub something off the glass with her hands, then fill it and deliver it to a table. I did not need to know this. I did not want to know this. I was content prior to these events. Afterwards I had to remind myself that at least I did not know what “stuff” was wiped off the glass.
The lesson is this. When someone hands me something I just say “thank you”, bow slightly, and take my “stuff”.