If for some reason I ever found myself teaching a math class, this is exactly what it would be like.
I don’t know why, but the ability to do math, even the really simple stuff, has always eluded me. And when I say eluded, I mean it’s seriously outrunning me, to the point where adding up something as easy as 12+11 requires me to count it out on my fingers or at least do it in segments in my head. And don’t get me started on the shit with letters in it. does anybody actually use that stuff? No, I mean out in the world. I sat through years of that garbage, barely passing classes, feeling like I was wasting my life. And from the day I walked out of my final high school math class, how many times do you think I’ve ever had an absolute need to use math with letters in it? If you said 0, you win! And contrary to what teachers and dorks everywhere would have me believe, I’ve had a pretty nice life so far. The bottom line is this. There are very few things in my life that have ever made me feel completely useless and stupid. A couple of them are ex-girlfriends, and the other is mathematics.
I have no idea why I just told you all of that,but at least you have a decent idea of why that wacky link up there got posted now.