30 years later, I STILL hate math
Dec. 7th, 2004 12:09 pmI suck at math and always have and always will. Every month at work I have to prepare two sales reports, which are actually rather simple to someone with more of a math head. Probably
rdcf could do it in 5 minutes flat, but it takes me at least 2 hours every time to reconcile the numbers on the two reports, even with Excel doing most of the work for me.
I only know my multiplication tables (up to 12) because of Schoolhouse Rock and I still sing them in my head when multiplying. My mom was an elementary school math teacher, but I didn't inherit the math gene. I was the only kid who actually prefered word problem. I had to translate 17 + 20 into "Timmy had seventeen Legos and found twenty more in the basement and so he had thirty seven all together." If I didn't do that then I couldn't solve the problem, period. Mom always told me to pretend the numbers it was a puzzle or a mystery to solve. But being the Capricorn I am, I'm not fond of mysteries or mysterious things in general, and the bottom line was that I didn't care what the answer to the problem was. It was not information I needed, like where my Christmas presents were hidden or what time the local PBS had moved Zoom to.
So the signing reports are done, as they are each month eventually, but not without a great deal of blood and melodramatic gore on my part. You can't translate multi-million dollar sales figures into Legos, after all.
I only know my multiplication tables (up to 12) because of Schoolhouse Rock and I still sing them in my head when multiplying. My mom was an elementary school math teacher, but I didn't inherit the math gene. I was the only kid who actually prefered word problem. I had to translate 17 + 20 into "Timmy had seventeen Legos and found twenty more in the basement and so he had thirty seven all together." If I didn't do that then I couldn't solve the problem, period. Mom always told me to pretend the numbers it was a puzzle or a mystery to solve. But being the Capricorn I am, I'm not fond of mysteries or mysterious things in general, and the bottom line was that I didn't care what the answer to the problem was. It was not information I needed, like where my Christmas presents were hidden or what time the local PBS had moved Zoom to.
So the signing reports are done, as they are each month eventually, but not without a great deal of blood and melodramatic gore on my part. You can't translate multi-million dollar sales figures into Legos, after all.
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