one thing i always said was that i needed a husband who could figure out the tip since i don’t do math.
i have since figured out to do the tip on my own… but i still don’t really do math.
in third grade i was put in the “slow” math group. for lack of a better meeting place we met in the utility closet. that doesn’t help much with your multiplication tables! the three of us sat in the closet and ever since math kind of scared me. however i did take calculus and math theory in high school. in college i got off easily enough with only a stat class (which i hated).
so earlier today, there i was sitting in a freezing metal folding chair in the back stock room of trader joes. i got to the third page of the application and realized that it was a math test. there was even a word problem about stocking shelves with jam. a math test without a calculator. without scratch paper.
i was back in third grade counting on my fingers under the table.