You know how they say one picture is worth a thousand words?
It’s true.
I found this picture on The Last of the Milleniums today. I often steal stuff from my buddy Father Kane. Not all of them hit quite this close to home, though!
You know how they say one picture is worth a thousand words?
It’s true.
I found this picture on The Last of the Milleniums today. I often steal stuff from my buddy Father Kane. Not all of them hit quite this close to home, though!
Filed under Adult Traumas, Bat-shit crazy, Conspicuous consumption, Criminal Activity, Huh?, Humor, Stupidity
I am also math-challenged! If it has an x or a y in the question I walk away!
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I will not ask you how far or at what speed because I could not possibly calculate how long it will take you to get there anyway!
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This sweatshirt was made for me in mind. I bet if you looked on the tag, it would say, “Eleanor Chic.” LOL!
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Maybe it was our first initials that sunk us!
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I love that .. I want one. Please
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Love it! I once took an math anxiety class to learn how to stop saying, “Oh Crap! I can’t do this,” each time I was faced with figuring out the 62% off sale at Macy’s.
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Good one … but I like math and numbers. 😉
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Yeah, when they switched to that “new math,” everything went to pot. Literally. 😉
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Story of my LIFE!
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I hate math, too.
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It seems pretty universal.
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My kid loves it. Weirdo.
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Hopefully he’ll grow out of it!
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Don’t ya just hate it when it hits so close to home?
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Yes!
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That’s so funny because I can relate..lol
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It’s nice to motbealkne
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lol
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Oops. Nice to have company. And spell check.
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Classic. We should order that in bulk. But then we would have to count. Never mind.
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We can give them away. Who needs inventory!
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Math and I have a hate-hate relationship. Back in high school, I never made the honor roll because of algebra.
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It’s the honor roll’s loss, Darla.
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I cannot have more than 20 problems. That’s when I run out of fingers and toes to count them with.
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Be careful with knives, in that case.
My math skills have improved since I’ve been able to ask google when my husband is unavailable.
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Sorry if this posted twice?
http://www.someecards.com/usercards/viewcard/MjAxMi1mOThmZjNhOGJiYmE5Yz
I laugh every time.
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I couldn’t pull up the first one on my hone so the more the merrier!
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I always laugh when this one goes around: manyhttp://www.someecards.com/usercards/viewcard/MjAxMi1mOThmZjNhOGJiYmE5YzMy. That said, I always liked math other than word problems and logic. My brain doesn’t do logic problems. Sadly one of the reasons I never pursued a higher degree was fear of the GREs which include a huge portion of logic problems. Ugh.
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There is no logic to logic problems. None. Generally I don’t care about the answer!
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That’s a good one. I love math when I’m learning it. Math class was always one of my favorites. But then I get away from it and forget it all. I’d run hiding if asked to solve a calculus problem today, though I do enjoy statistics.
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Statistics make me panic! I was once good at math, but then they stuck in variables.
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I don’t need to be good in math to know how many problems I’m supposed to have. 🙂
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How many problems is a person supposed to have? Because I think I’m over the limit. V
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This had me remembering my mindset when I went back to finish my college degree in my late thirties, (while working for a corporation that paid one hundred percent of the cost of classes, as long as you passed the class). It was a deal too good to pass up, and also a way to finally realize the dream of finishing my degree. Even though I was blazing every sort of rising star trail at work, I nearly didn’t go for it, for one reason only – because I was so afraid of failing Algebra.
I was absolutely certain there was no way I would get through that class, so on the spur of the moment, I did something radical to help improve my chances. I volunteered to tutor a deaf student in the class, believing that maybe if I had to learn it well enough to teach Algebra to a deaf student, (which required meticulous handwritten notes), that maybe, just maybe, I would actually manage to squeak through the class.
It worked. My first time around, (while teaching the deaf student), I got a C in the class, but I wasn’t about to let Algebra be the only class that ruined my grade point average. So I took the class again, and this time I got the A that I was aiming for, and in the process, proved that sometimes, the only way to succeed is to be willing to fail miserably. I was absolutely certain I would fail, but I tried anyway.
It was a lesson that has served me well in other areas of my life. I hadn’t set out to become my own hero, but I remember feeling so powerful and proud of my accomplishment when I finally got that A in Algebra. The impossible had become possible. Imagine how surprised I was to eventually make my living by crunching numbers. *rolling eyes*
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What a great story — with an O’Henry twist!
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Reblogged this on pensitivity101 and commented:
This is funny
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Thanks!
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Must be Common Core Math.
Back in the day I did well in Calculus, Elementary Analytics, Trogonometry, Geometry, etc. These days, my 8 year old brings home her 2nd grade Common Core Math and I have no idea what some of it means. CC tends to go around the coffee cup huntin’ the handle.
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They seem to change math every few years. Because the same thing happened to me when Jacob was that age!
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Indeed.
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Indubitably!
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Ha! That’s funny Elyse. I saw a great line the other day. An algebra professor came into his classroom and found the following on the chalk board: “Dear Sir: Please stop asking us to find your X, she is gone and won’t be coming back.”
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That’s funny!
This may be my all time favorite movie clip:
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I use to say that exact thing to teachers all the time. In fact I once took an algebra test, all story problems where my answer was some form of that but more colorful (I got an ‘f’).
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An F for fantastic, no doubt.
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There are other places to look for X.
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On the inter webs!
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#$%^& WP just ate my very erudite comment – #$%^. Sigh. You are the philosopical X, the mystery in life, not the algebraic X.
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Damn you, Word Press!
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